Restarting 16 Years Old, the Champion is Tiger and Tea

Chapter 278: Morbid Cleanliness and Pickiness

After getting out of the car, Tan Ming supported Zhang Hui and walked unsteadily.

Tan Ming was a little impatient, so he bent down and picked her up horizontally.

Zhang Hui struggled hard: "Tan Ming, put me down."

"Be quiet. If you fall, I can't save you. You know you can't drink, but you still drink like this, and you drink with that old pervert. You're asking for death."

Tan Ming spoke fiercely.

Zhang Hui calmed down a bit and pouted: "Humph, so fierce. Put me down, you can't hold me."

"Why can't I hold him anymore? I'm telling you, I just came back from the plateau, and I have more red blood cells in my body than a normal person, so my physical strength is amazing."

As he said this, he weighed Zhang Hui on his arm hard, which scared Zhang Hui so much that she screamed and subconsciously put her arms around Tan Ming's neck.

Tan Ming raised the corner of his mouth proudly, but felt sad again.

The person in my arms has lost a lot of weight, so light. She was already chubby during the pregnancy.

Feeling guilty, I hugged her tighter and walked more steadily and faster.

When she arrived at the door, Zhang Hui knocked as usual, but no one answered.

"Oh, today is Friday, my mother went to my grandma's house."

Zhang Hui muttered, took out the key and opened the door, then turned around and said to Tan Ming: "Tan Ming, go back. Thank you for tonight."

As he walked into the house, his foot tripped over the threshold and Tan Ming, who was behind him, quickly grabbed hold of his clothes.

Tan Ming sighed, helped her into the house, took off his coat, helped her sit down on the sofa, and then helped her change her shoes.

Zhang Hui obediently let him do whatever he wanted. She felt even more dizzy, so she closed her eyes and waved her hands: "Okay, okay, go away now."

Tan Ming walked to the kitchen as if he knew the place well, rummaged through the refrigerator, and made a cup of honey water for Zhang Hui.

When I came out with the cup of water, I found Zhang Hui curled up on the sofa, drowsy.

"Huihui, get up and drink some honey water." Tan Ming shook her gently.

Zhang Hui opened her eyes dazedly, and was helped by Tan Ming to sit up. She took the cup of water and started drinking.

"Tan Ming, why don't you leave?"

Tan Ming took the empty cup of water, looked at Zhang Hui, who was drunk and well-behaved, and recalled how she looked when she was drunk during the years they were together.

Zhang Hui has a very low alcohol tolerance and gets drunk after just two glasses of beer.

Moreover, his drinking habits are peculiar. He is usually a very shy person, but his true nature is revealed when he is drunk.

She rarely drinks, and has only been drunk twice. Each time, she hugged him and said all kinds of sweet things to him. Her usual shy and reserved self was gone, which was very interesting.

"Mingming, how can you be so handsome? Don't listen to Tan Mu's nonsense, he is not as good-looking as you. You are the most beautiful."

"Mingming, your lips are pretty, too. Mm... they are sweet and taste good when you kiss them."

"Mingming, I love you the most. You can only love me..."

......

That coquettish look seemed to be right in front of him. Tan Ming's eyes were sore, but he couldn't help but want to tease her.

"Okay, I'll leave right away. If I don't leave now, my girlfriend will be worried."

Zhang Hui's eyes suddenly widened: "You...you have a girlfriend?"

Tan Ming lowered his eyelids: "Yes, my family introduced me to him."

"You go, I want to rest."

Zhang Hui suddenly stood up from the sofa, swayed her body and fell heavily back down on the sofa.

Tears flowed down her face and she stubbornly reached out to wipe them away, but the more she wiped, the more she cried and she couldn't stop them.

Tan Ming panicked and took a tissue to wipe her tears, but Zhang Hui pushed him away: "Go away, Tan Ming, don't make your girlfriend angry."

Her head felt so dizzy and confused, and she felt a piercing pain. She just wanted to get the person in front of her out and cry her heart out.

Tan Ming looked at the girl in front of him who was crying like rain, and the heart that had been hanging in the air for two years suddenly settled down.

That’s great, she still has her own heart.

He sat next to Zhang Hui and took a tissue to wipe her face, but Zhang Hui snatched it away in annoyance and turned her face away and ignored him.

"Hui Hui, please stop crying."

"No, get out of here now."

"No, my girlfriend is still angry, I can't leave."

Zhang Hui was furious and reached out to push him: "Your girlfriend is angry, why don't you leave?"

Tan Ming reached out and held her hand, not letting go even though she struggled hard: "I'll leave when my girlfriend calms down."

"Your girlfriend..."

Zhang Hui's brain, which had been straight, finally turned around. She stared at Tan Ming blankly: "You..."

Tan Ming sighed, picked up a tissue, pinched her nose hard, and wiped her snot.

Zhang Hui cried out in pain: "It hurts..."

Tan Ming pulled her up from the sofa: "Okay, girlfriend, go to the bathroom and wash your face. You've cried like a cat."

Zhang Hui struggled: "I'm not your girlfriend."

"Okay, not a girlfriend, a boyfriend."

"Tan Ming..."

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In front of the sink, Zhang Hui washed her face, looked at her red and swollen eyes in the mirror, and then glanced at the black face sticking out from her head. She felt sad and depressed.

She turned around, her body swayed, and Tan Ming grabbed her arm, causing her to stagger and fall against the wall next to her.

Zhang Hui raised her head with drunken eyes and looked at the dark face in front of her: "Tan Ming, you are so dark."

"Are you disgusted? It's okay, it will be a waste of time after a while." Tan Ming curled the corner of his mouth with amusement.

Zhang Hui suddenly became depressed, with her eyes drooping and looking listless.

"Well, I despise you. Tan Ming, you are dirty, I don't want you anymore."

Tan Ming was anxious, he took Zhang Hui's hand and stroked his lips: "Hui Hui, I'm not dirty, even here, you are the only one who has been here."

Zhang Hui retracted her hand, feeling extremely aggrieved: "But you already have a girlfriend, and she was introduced to you. You went on a blind date."

Why did he go on a blind date just a few days after returning? So many people introduced him to other people, but he had never met any of them.

"No, I lied to you. I was talking about you. Aunt Zhang introduced you."

Zhang Hui continued to pout: "Look, you're lying again. You're a big liar. And you have Xia Qing too. You're so complicated."

Tan Ming's eyes turned red with anxiety, and he hugged Zhang Hui tightly, squeezing her so hard that she couldn't breathe.

"Huihui, there is no Xia Qing. This person has long been dead in my opinion. There is no girlfriend either. There is only you."

"I'm sorry, I told a lie that one time and I lost you. Huihui, I'm sorry, I won't dare to do it again."

Zhang Hui felt a little pain from Tan Ming's trembling arms, but she did not struggle.

This kind of pain made her mind clearer and she could feel more clearly that the person had returned.

She smelled the familiar scent, feeling aggrieved yet somewhat relieved.

My mother once said that the relationship between people is based on fate. Especially in close contact, smell is a magical thing and it is crucial.

There is a saying that "birds of a feather flock together", which is the result of physiological instinct that similar things attract each other.

In the past two years, some outstanding people have appeared around her.

She tried to get along with him, but the end result was that she could only chat at a normal distance. She felt uncomfortable when she got any closer.

During the most intimate time, the man hugged her, but she couldn't bear it anymore and pushed him away and ran away.

She has been somewhat disheartened in the past two years, and even envies the girl at work who has had several boyfriends seamlessly.

I think this is a disease, a pathological obsession with cleanliness and being picky.

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