Chapter 211 Your brother-in-law is not willing to beat me, but you dare to beat me
It was two o'clock in the morning in Seoul on November 11, 2018. At this moment, even the bustling Seoul gradually began to quiet down.
"Bye! Thank you for your hard work today."
Zhien opened the door and stepped out of the car, smiling and waving goodbye to several cars parked on the road.
"Unnie too, go home early and rest!"
"iu see you tomorrow, unnie."
"Zhien! Come in quickly and wait for your text message."
Just as his colleagues and Zhien were saying goodbye to each other, Zheng Hante lowered the window and drove away to Zhien who was standing outside the car with a tired look on his face.
"About~, I understand, I'll go home first and see you all tomorrow."
Facing Zheng Hante and making a face, Zhien raised his hand and pulled the brim of his hat on his head. After saying goodbye with his small shoulder bag on his back, he lowered his head and turned around to walk towards the community behind him.
"It's not okay for everyone to be like this. You have to cheer up and adapt as soon as possible. There will be many days like this in the future. After all, it is our IU 10th anniversary tour."
It wasn't until Zhien's figure completely disappeared from the community. After a while, after receiving a text message from Zhien on his phone, Zheng Hante looked at the other listless makeup artists in the car through the rearview mirror.
The stylist couldn't help but smile and remind him.
"After Seoul, we have to accompany IU Unnie to fly to China's Hong Kong. Senior, don't worry, we will adjust soon. This is a publicly funded trip, hehe~"
"That's good! Come on everyone!"
"Senior, too, come on! Hee hee~."
Amid the laughter of several female employees, Zheng Hante shook his head and started the car, taking the lead in driving forward.
Several nanny cars following Zheng Hante also started their cars and followed after Zheng Hante started the car.
"Didi~click~."
As the electronic lock made a slight sound when it popped open, Zhien tiptoed into the entrance hall and turned on the light on the side.
"I'm so tired! My husband and baby daughter must have been asleep for a long time! I don't know how much I was forced to drink today, and whether this brat Li Jongxun helped him. Uh-huh~, my husband is so pitiful (?_
?), Abba is too bad."
Taking off her shoes and putting on slippers, Zhien closed the door smoothly. After putting her bag on the sofa, she rubbed her sore shoulders. She couldn't help but murmur in distress when she thought of her man who didn't drink and would be left by his father every time.
Then, walk to your bedroom.
Gently pushing open the unclosed bedroom door in front of her, Zhien did not turn on the light this time. Instead, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket, turned on the flashlight, and lightly moved towards the big bed.
"Hehe~, hubby, I love you, and little Enbao's mother loves you too, boo~boo~."
Turning the flashlight of her mobile phone away from the direction of the bed, Zhien looked down at the big bed with the help of dim lighting. At this time, she was lying on her side, protecting her baby daughter in her arms, and her husband was also lying on his side. Even if he fell asleep, he was still there.
The daughter, who did not forget to grab her father's ear, couldn't help but snickered happily and leaned forward to give each of her handsome and cute faces a gentle kiss.
"Eh..., boo~ hubby~ hubby..."
However, when she kissed her man, although there was the fragrance of shower gel, Zhien still smelled a strong smell of alcohol, which made her couldn't help but kiss her man again, and whispered a few times in his ear.
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"Damn brat, you didn't help my husband."
Seeing her man breathing slightly but showing no reaction, Zhien angrily took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, then walked out of the bedroom.
As for why Zhien knew that her husband was drunk, it was because her husband often had to get up at night to feed the little one milk.
So it is actually very easy to wake up at night. If we go by past experience, as long as she calls out, her man will definitely wake up.
But just now she called several times, but her men didn't respond. What does this mean? It means that her men must have died again.
Thinking like this, Zhien walked out of the bedroom in an aggressive manner, not forgetting to gently close the bedroom door for his family, one child and one child, and then walked towards the other bedroom diagonally opposite.
If when entering his own bedroom, Zhien was very gentle the whole time, for fear of waking up the whole family, then when Zhien opened the door to the opposite bedroom, he did not deliberately reduce the noise and take care of the owner of the bedroom.
"Pray Lee Jong-hoon!"
Turning on the light, Zhien raised his eyes and looked at his brother who was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly. His eyes were filled with disgust. Even his sleeping posture was so ugly, nothing compared to his own man...
"Hmm~."
It seemed that because of the sudden glare of the light, Li Zhongxun, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, raised his hand to cover his eyes in a daze, then turned over and pulled up the quilt to cover his head, and continued to sleep.
Walking to the bedside, Zhien lowered her head and sniffed carefully. Although there was a faint smell of alcohol, it was obviously not on the same level as her own man. This made her fold her arms and sneer.
"Haha! You slept quite soundly. Sister helped you cover yourself with a quilt."
After laughing for a while, Zhien stopped smiling, with a strange expression full of love on her little face. She reached out and covered her brother's exposed body with the quilt until he covered Li Jongxun tightly.
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Then at night, Zhien suddenly started doing joint exercises beside his brother's bed, mainly moving his wrist joints.
"That's it."
He clenched his little fist and waved it twice in a decent manner. Zhien, who felt pretty good about himself, nodded his head, and then without any warning, he jumped on the bed, straddling his brother, and waving his little fist through the quilt.
It's an iron fist of love.
"Ah Xiba, that bastard sneaked up on me, hiss, uh, uh, my eyes."
Li Zhongxun, who was sleeping well at first, was immediately confused by the sudden violent beating. Although he was separated by a quilt, he still felt something good. Just when he angrily opened the quilt covering his head, he wanted to see who attacked him.
At that moment, a small white fist could not stop its momentum and hit the eye socket directly.
"..., um! You lifted the quilt yourself. I covered you with the quilt before. It has nothing to do with me."
Zhien retracted his little hand and hid it behind his back. Zhien looked at his brother covering his eyes and wailing. He said something guiltily, climbed out of bed and ran out of the bedroom.
"Ah! Li Zhien, you madman, why do you want to beat me when I'm sleeping well?"
Li Zhongxun, who was covering his eyes until now, finally saw the murderer who beat him clearly. Although the murderer had turned around and fled, he still recognized the true identity of the petite figure at a glance, which made him angrily grab a knife on the side.
The pillow was smashed directly over.
"Ouch~" Zhien, who was running away, was unprepared and was hit by a flying pillow, staggering and almost falling down.
"Axi! Li Zhongxun, you damn guy, your brother-in-law is not willing to hit me, but you dare to hit me, ah!"
He raised his little hand to touch the sore back of his head. After he stabilized his body, Zhien turned around and gritted his teeth, shut the bedroom door with a bang, rolled up his sleeves and rushed towards Li Jongxun.
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