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Chapter 129: Zhou Huimin, the Unfamiliar
Looking at her like this, He Daqi's heart skipped a beat.

My goodness, this is not the case that he didn’t sleep all night?

"Oh, yes, I'm awake. What's wrong?"

He Daqi asked with an innocent look on his face.

Zhou Huimin observed carefully for a long time and didn't feel anything wrong. He Daqi had indeed just woken up.

"It's okay. I didn't sleep well last night and I want to sleep in for a while. You can buy your own breakfast when you go. Don't worry about me."

Zhou Huimin turned her back and spoke in a muffled voice.

What should you do if your girlfriend is sulking?
You definitely need to coax her, and then she will complain to you a few words, make a fuss in your arms, and hit your chest with her little fist a few times, and then she will almost calm down.

Zhou Huimin stared with her eyes and pouted, wrapped herself tightly in a blanket, her whole body tense and stiff, waiting for He Daqi's response.

He Daqi sighed and patted her shoulder gently.

Zhou Huimin shook his hand away and said angrily, "I told you, leave me alone."

"I didn't mean to bother you. I didn't have any money, so I wanted to ask you for some more. I want to eat fried tripe today, and that stuff is not cheap."

"Get out!!! I have no money!!! Get out of here right now!!!" Zhou Huimin rarely broke down. This bastard just doesn't understand human nature.

He Daqi rushed out with the clothes in his arms like a gust of wind, and closed the door behind him.

He put on his clothes at the stairs and sat on the sofa for a while. After making sure that Zhou Huimin was really angry and would not come down, he stealthily reached his hand into the gap of the sofa, rummaged for a long time, and took out a stack of red banknotes.

He took one out and put it in his pocket, then fumbled to put the rest back.

Surprisingly, right? A cunning rabbit has three burrows!
It's the end of May now and the weather has started to get hot.

He Daqi, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, walked out leisurely, whistling.

Zhou Huimin vaguely heard the sound of the door opening and closing upstairs and sat up suddenly.

He pounded the bed hard, then took He Daqi's pillow and hit it back and forth, as if it was someone's head.

"Bone-transforming dragon! Top-hearted cedar! Loser! Flop!"

After cursing for a long time, she still wasn't satisfied. Zhou Huimin stared with her almond-shaped eyes wide open, and suddenly thought of something. She stood up, opened the cabinet, took out all the little hats, opened the box and scattered them all on the bed.

He took out a pin from his bag and started poking them one by one.

"I let you pretend! I let you pretend!"

He Daqi had no idea that Zhou Huimin had already started doing needlework before he even left the community.

He was whistling an unknown tune with ups and downs, which had a bit of the underworld color.

This is the theme song of a movie he watched in the film library while on the plane yesterday. The movie is quite funny and he learned the tune from it.

Maybe it was the summer that Kikujiro couldn't survive?
Or is it the seventh day after Kikujiro's death?

I really forgot the details, but He Daqi is in a good mood now.

Strolling through the streets of Beijing in the May breeze, passing through the bustling crowd, I pushed open the door of a long-established fried tripe shop and was greeted by a voice: "You're here."

Two plates of fried tripe are poured with sesame sauce, then scooped with a spoonful of fragrant chili oil, a few drops of balsamic vinegar and soy sauce, and sprinkled with chopped green onions and coriander.

Hey! Absolutely amazing!

After finishing the two large plates, she asked the boss to stir-fry another portion and ordered two sesame cakes, which filled her stomach perfectly. Sister Zhou was miserable. She thought that copper pot hot pot meat was the most delicious food in the world, but she didn't expect that He Daqi was a person who loved to eat delicious food.

When He Daqi strolled back to the villa, he found that Zhou Huimin had already come down from the upstairs and was lying on the sofa watching TV.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhou Huimin turned around, gave He Daqi a sweet smile, and greeted him in a gentle and charming tone: "You're back?"

He Daqi rubbed his eyes, repeatedly confirming that it was Zhou Huimin herself. He was stunned for a long time before nodding blankly: "Yeah, I'm back."

"Daqi~~" Zhou Huimin came over charmingly and snuggled up to He Daqi, gently stroking his face with her fingers, and then whispered in his ear:
"I shouldn't have been angry with you. There's nothing wrong with you sleeping soundly. The main thing is that you're going back to Siheyuan the day after tomorrow. The thought of this made me upset, so I lost my temper this morning."

He Daqi shuddered as if an electric shock had been delivered to his head.

At this moment, his eyes were full of suspicion, and his dog eyes were darting around, trying to see what was wrong. After all, Zhou Huimin's current condition made him feel unfamiliar.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Huimin asked softly with a sweet smile.

"Nothing, are you hungry? I'll go make you some dumplings."

He Daqi was extremely scared. He didn't understand why Zhou Huimin suddenly got a cloak. Was she possessed by an evil spirit?

He was about to go hide in the kitchen when he was stopped by Zhou Huimin. She buried her head in his arms and hummed, "I'm indeed hungry, but I don't want to eat. Elbow, come upstairs with me and I'll talk to you."

He Daqi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was not afraid of this matter.

Are you kidding! With the advanced secret technique and the body-building pill, there is no girl in the simulation training space who doesn't praise it.

……

……

Okay, that was a bit sloppy.

He Daqi said that what he said the day before yesterday was a bit too confident. He forgot that Zhou Huimin was a restricted practitioner of the secret technique, and she had also taken body-building pills.

It's been two whole days. He Daqi now looks like Tang Monk who has been used by the Queen of the Kingdom of Women, with only a few bones left.

As soon as he got out of the nanny car and entered the yard carrying a lot of bags, the old lady could tell at a glance that something was wrong with him.

"Daqi, are you sick? Why do you look so listless?" The old lady hurried over and took the bag from He Daqi's hand.

He Daqi followed the old lady into the house, swaying with every step. He said lazily, "I'm fine. I just didn't sleep well. Grandma, make me a pot of dumplings with locust flowers and meat. After I finish eating, I'll watch you drink the medicinal wine I brought back from Hong Kong, and then I'll catch up on my sleep."

"Okay, grandma will make dumplings for you right away."

After entering the house, three familiar maids came to greet the palace maids.

It's 03 now, and they're still showing this stuff. Who are watching this?

He Daqi took out a wooden box from his bag. Inside it were two cups of medicinal wine, each weighing one ounce. It was real medicinal wine, but He Daqi put a health-strengthening pill in each cup.

The old lady took the dumplings out of the pot. He Daqi shoveled the dumplings into his mouth while vaguely urging Mr. He and the old lady to drink the medicinal wine quickly.

Although the two were a little confused, they didn't think too much about it. They guessed that the grandson might be afraid that the medicine would lose its effect, so he each drank a cup and drank it in one gulp.

"Oh, Daqi is not talking nonsense, this medicinal wine is really useful. My wrist used to hurt from writing with chalk every day. It was still hurting just now, but after I took a sip, the pain is gone." Old Master He looked at the wine cup back and forth in surprise.

"I also feel much more comfortable. Daqi, did you spend a lot of money to buy this?" The old lady agreed and asked He Daqi.

"Not much, it's just a coincidence. If you buy more, you won't be able to buy it anymore. I won't say more, grandma. I'm too sleepy and I'm going to bed first."

(End of this chapter)