sweet joy

Chapter 93 Tang Zhihuan, you are sick!

Song Xixi took the wine glass from Director Li, his eyes bright: "Director Li, do you think so?"

Director Li nodded and smiled: "Everyone is having fun together, and there is no director's job, just sing and relax!"

Tang Zhihuan was furious, and grabbed Song Xixi's wrist: "Song Xixi, wake up, get out!"

Song Xixi struggled uncomfortably, Tang Zhihuan's hand was too strong, Song Xixi felt that his wrist was going to be crushed by him.

Director Li stepped forward to help, and took the opportunity to sneak up on Song Xixi.

Tang Zhihuan kicked Director Li, and Director Li hit the corner of the glass table directly. His greasy body was so bloated that he couldn't stand up. Angrily, he helped up the crooked wig, pointed at Tang Zhihuan and yelled: "Tang Zhihuan, you are crazy !"

Tang Zhihuan adjusted the frame of the mirror, and his thin and cool face was stained with cruelty.

Grabbing Director Li's collar with one hand, his fists drooped down on his face.

Hearing Director Li's screams, the others thought of fighting and beat Tang Zhihuan.

Tang Zhihuan received a few punches on the face, and someone knocked on the wrist with a beer bottle. The beer bottle shattered all over the ground with a "bang". Song Xixi was shocked, and when she realized it, she had already been dragged out of the KTV by Tang Zhihuan.

Song Xixi looked at Tang Zhihuan's bloody arm worriedly, tears covered his face, and the makeup he put on so carefully looked like a female ghost.

She patted Tang Zhihuan's uninjured chest heavily: "Tang Zhihuan, you are sick!"

"I told you I'll sign your application form for studying abroad tomorrow, why are you beating him up today!"

"I've paid so much for your broken application form, and put so much thought into it. You beat him up today. Do you want to study abroad?"

Song Xixi scolded him while crying, scolded him as a pig's head, even if he hated that bad old man, he would die if he waited for two more days to get the application form and beat him again!
Tang Zhihuan coldly shook off Song Xixi, his cold eyes were cold: "Song Xixi, when did I ask you to help me get the application form like this?"

"What's the matter? This trip abroad is originally yours, what's wrong with me fighting for it!"

Tang Zhihuan lowered his eyes, not looking at Song Xixi.

"Thank you for your kindness, I don't need it."

Blood was dripping from his arm, but he didn't seem to feel any pain.

Song Xixi was angry and distressed, she looked down at his arm, her whole body was trembling.

Taking two deep breaths, he took half a small step forward, his voice trembling: "Idiot, does it hurt?"

Just touching Tang Zhihuan's arm, Song Xixi's hand was coldly thrown away by Tang Zhihuan, and the man turned coldly: "Don't worry about it."

Song Xixi was stunned, staring at his messy back: "Tang Zhihuan, stop!"

"Tang Zhihuan, I'll count to three seconds, if you stop I won't be angry with you!"

"3--"

"2--"

"1!"

Song Xixi's voice was trembling, and Tang Zhihuan's heart was also trembling.

But he didn't stop, and he didn't look back.

Song Xixi chased after him, even if he was pulled, he would be thrown away, so she silently followed behind him, watching him enter the infirmary, where the doctor took out the fragments of the wine bottle, and then applied medicine to bandage him.

"Try not to touch the water, hot weather is prone to inflammation, change the medicine twice a day."

"Okay, thank you doctor!" Song Xixi thanked gratefully, and wanted to take the medicine bag handed over by the doctor, but Tang Zhihuan pushed her hand away and took it by himself: "Thank you doctor."

Song Xixi froze for a moment, smiled awkwardly at the doctor, and followed.

Walking downstairs to the rented house, Tang Zhihuan finally stopped, waiting for Song Xixi to come forward.

"Go up, I'll go back to the dormitory."

(End of this chapter)