Financial freedom starts with the pursuit of a cool female doctor

Chapter 109 Ways to Repay Favors

"I promise you I will never leave and will always stay with you, okay? But there's one condition, and I hope you can promise me that."

"What conditions."

"Let's go to bed."

The hotel's marble tile floor, with the air conditioning constantly on, was chilly and hard, making it very uncomfortable to lie on.

Especially after getting used to the mattress and bedding in the penthouse suite of the Royal Court Hotel, my head hit the ground and my neck almost broke.

"Okay, but I have to hold onto you and not let you get away."

Han Qi wrapped his arms tightly around Zhuo Tong's neck, his face almost touching Zhuo Tong's, and they could feel each other's warm breath.

Supporting himself on the ground, Zhuo Tong slowly stood up. Han Qi, like a koala hanging from a tree, was sleeping while hanging there.

To prevent her from falling to the ground, I supported her thighs with one hand and her back with the other, and successfully transferred her to the bed.

"call--"

Zhuo Tong breathed a sigh of relief.

Given Han Qi's physique, her weight is significantly greater than that of women of normal build at the same age, and coupled with the difficulty in exerting force, the process of carrying her was extremely strenuous.

He intended to put her down and leave, but Han Qi refused to let go, so he was forced to lie down on the bed with her.

The two faced each other, and Han Qi also opened his eyes at that moment, looking at each other.

She suddenly smiled, seemingly becoming much more clear-headed, her eyes clear and bright:
"Don't you think I'm heavy?"

"No, you have a great figure, it's just that your frame is larger than others."

"Really...wait, what's that behind you?"

Her eyes widened, as if she were extremely shocked and terrified.

Zhuo Tong quickly turned his head away, only to find that this was just Han Qi's diversionary tactic.

She took advantage of the moment when Zhuo Tong turned from lying on his left side to his right side and suddenly straddled him.

Her short, slightly wavy hair, not yet completely dry, was loosely draped over her shoulders and cheeks.

Han Qi knelt on the bed, sat on Zhuo Tong's waist, and supported his chest with his hands.

"Thank you for carrying me to bed earlier. Let me help you relax your muscles."

After she finished speaking, ignoring Zhuo Tong's objections or resistance, she directly lifted Zhuo Tong's shirt from the middle and rolled it up to the collar.

Taking advantage of this moment, Han Qi whispered in Zhuo Tong's ear:

"This is how I repay your kindness. Just lie down and enjoy yourself."

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Tong nervously swallowed.

Good grief, so what I told you before, to find a way to repay a favor, and you actually did it this way.

But didn't we agree that you just needed to be my workout buddy? You're getting handsy and forcibly lifting my clothes. Is this really a proper way to repay me?

Just as he was about to ask, Han Qi covered Zhuo Tong's mouth with one hand and put his index finger to his lips with the other, making a "shush" gesture.

"Don't talk, you'll distract me. Just answer when I ask you a question."

Zhuo Tong nodded, though it felt somewhat familiar.

How come she suddenly became like Bai Wei after getting drunk?

Couldn't we have some more docile characters like Gu Yao and Liu Ru? Everyone wants to be a "rebellious disciple," right?

"Don't worry, my technique is very good, it's just that I'm too strong. None of the boys in the badminton club can withstand it."

Alright, alright, since that's the case, then we can only say one thing to bad temptations—

Hurry up. Speaking of which, Han Qi had been sitting next to me since we started eating, and the atmosphere had been quite ambiguous.

Han Qi just doesn't seem to understand these things. Even when he's leaning against Zhuo Tong, he doesn't think about relationships.

On several occasions, she raised her glass high, sat directly on her lap, and drank with herself.

It can only be said that such a person is absolutely incapable of having a sex-oriented mindset.

But I'm different. For a young man like me, full of vigor and with normal mental development, who could stand a top-notch woman sitting on me and moving around?
Just because Han Qi was drunk, Zhuo Tong, as a gentleman, certainly couldn't lay a hand on her while she was in a daze.

But now that the other party has taken the initiative, all I can do is close my eyes and silently endure being tormented.

Anyway, it's not like we haven't tried it before; Bai Wei's methods were far more cruel than this.

Even now, thinking about it still brings a dull ache.

Zhuo Tong closed his eyes and said:
"Come on, I'm ready."

"Okay, I'll begin then..."

The next second, Han Qi placed his hands on Zhuo Tong's waist on both sides and began to scratch him incessantly.

"Hmm! Something's not right!"

By the time Zhuo Tong realized what was happening, Han Qi had already pinned Zhuo Tong's lower body down with his buttocks, controlling both of Zhuo Tong's wrists with one hand while frantically scratching him with the other.

Logically speaking, the waist is usually the most itchy and sensitive area for most people, in addition to places like behind the ears, the soles of the feet, and the armpits.

If someone scratches like Han Qi, a normal person would definitely feel unbearably itchy and burst into laughter until they can't breathe.

Unfortunately, Zhuo Tong is Zhuo Tong. Her well-trained muscles not only blocked the feeling of itching, but also became a rather romantic seasoning.

"So, do you feel like laughing? Are you happy now? This is how I repay your kindness!"

Han Qi was smug, thinking she had defeated Zhuo Tong quite easily, but she realized what was going on when she and Zhuo Tong made eye contact.

Zhuo Tong's face was completely expressionless... no, it should be said that he looked at her with the same curious gaze one would give a "fool".

"Why don't you have any reaction at all? Other guys would react when I do this to them."

"Uh……"

My dear sister, even if you don't understand, you can't just say things carelessly. Your wording must be accurate and precise. You can't just talk nonsense. Jokes are not just empty talk.

What you're saying sounds so strange. What do you mean by other men getting a reaction, but I don't?

People who don't know better might think I'm just easygoing about my stomach, but if Xiao Cui and the others heard that, they'd definitely question me.

Sooner or later, I'll show you the difference in skill and power, and you'll see the Green Dragon Crescent Blade of my most powerful general, Guan Yu.

Otherwise, how do you think I managed to capture Meng Huo seven times?

Zhuo Tong forced himself to calm down, constantly reminding himself that Han Qi's thinking was similar to that of a child, and he couldn't hold a grudge against a child.

"Everyone's ticklish spots are different. Why don't you try other spots?"

To everyone's surprise, Han Qi seemed to be sulking, his cheeks puffed out and his voice low:
"Impossible, you must be holding back your laughter on purpose. I don't believe it, I'll definitely make you laugh this time."

After a lot of effort, Zhuo Tong still didn't react at all.

Han Qi suddenly became dejected:

"Well... I lost this time, and I accept my defeat."

After saying that, she leaned back and lay down on the bed.

One hand covered her eyes, while the other hand gripped the hem of her loose black T-shirt, slowly pulling it upwards...

(End of this chapter)