Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 1105 Noah and Christy Eight (3)

Levin lay on the sofa and said, "Thank you."

"You owe me a favor. Just remember it." Zaid winked at him.

After she cleaned up the corridor, she went into the kitchen to cook. Levin was surprised to see that she was skilled in cooking. "You can cook?" he asked.

"Yes."

Levin changed his impression of Zaid.

About ten minutes later, Zaid served the food that she had prepared. "You didn't expect this, right?"

Levin ate some vegetables and said with a strange expression, "I didn't."

"What's wrong? It's not delicious?" Zaid glanced at him.

Levin was in disbelief. "Do you think it's delicious?"

"Not bad." Zaid tasted it.

Levin was speechless.

Later, Levin was injured when fulfilling his duty as a policeman. It was also Zaid who helped bandage his wound. Zaid would never ask how he was injured and he rarely talked about that to others. Every time Zaid finished bandaging, Levin would make a meal to reward her.

Until Zaid started school.

"If I don't come back at 9 pm, call the police for me," Zaid said with a smile. Then she thought of something and patted Levin on the shoulder. "Forgive me. I have forgotten that a police officer lives opposite me."

Zaid was good-looking and also mischievous. During her military training, many male students took a fancy to her and she received many love letters. When she left school, many boys followed her. Some invited her to watch a movie or have dinner and the others asked her to go to the concert.

Zaid smiled and rejected all of them.

At 8:50 in the evening, she returned home on time. When she opened the door, she turned around and had a look, muttering, "He doesn't care if I'm back or not..." However, Levin saw her return home through the peephole. Then he changed his shoes and sat down on the sofa.

Gradually, Levin formed a habit. On the night shift, he would check the surveillance camera he had installed at the apartment at nine o'clock and turn it off when he saw the light on Zaid's house. As long as he stayed at home after work, he would look through the peephole when it was almost nine o'clock. Usually, Zaid would come back before nine o'clock. But there was an exception. Levin thought about it and took out his phone to call her. After searching for a long time, he found that he did not save her number.

So he drove to the entrance of Happisland University and asked a few students about Zaid's whereabouts. Then he found out that Zaid and her classmates were in a hotel for dinner. When Levin arrived at the hotel, Zaid was standing at the door.

A few male students were holding the trash can and vomiting. Only Zaid stood calmly on the side and casually chewed on the gum.

"What's going on?" Levin walked over and asked.

"Why are you here?" Zaid saw him, narrowed her eyes, and smiled.

"Are they your classmates?" Levin looked at the boys who were vomiting and patted them on their shoulders. "What's wrong with you guys?"

The several boys looked up at Zaid weakly. But Zaid looked at them innocently. "What's wrong?"

They were speechless and supported each other to leave.

Zaid waved her hand, "If you have time, just drink with me."

Hearing that, the boys ran even faster.

Levin stood still and looked at her slightly flushed face. "Did you drink with them?"

Zaid nodded. "They are too weak. They thought that I was also weak and poured three cups of wine for me. Young people nowadays are too ruthless." "How about you? How many cups did you give them?" Levin asked.

"Not much. Just three bottles." Zaid smiled and her eyes curved into crescents.

"Can you walk?" Levin looked at her and said, "Your face is blushed."

Zaid touched her face. "I'm not drunk. When I drink, it's easy to blush."

"Then let's go." Levin returned.

"Levin," Zaid shouted.

"What?"

"What if..." Zaid stood still and asked a naïve question, "What if I get drunk when you come?"

"Beat up that group of boys and send you home," Levin thought about it and said.

"Just like that?" Zaid tilted her head.

"That's it."

"I'm drunk. How can you take me back?" Zaid pointed at herself. "Carry me on your shoulder, hug me, or carry me in your arms?"

Levin walked over and picked up the back of her collar. "I'll carry you as carrying a bag of things."

Zaid said nothing.

Her clothes were too thin to bear her weight.

Levin was just joking.

Zaid laughed for a moment and then pounced on his back. "Then you should carry me."

Levin carried a girl for the first time.

He stiffened for a moment and reached out to hold her up.

"When my mom is unhappy, my dad will carry her out for a walk. I'm not very happy today," Zaid said, lying on Levin's back.

Levin did not ask anything and carried her to the car.

"But you are here. I'm suddenly happy again," Zaid said softly.

Levin stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head and saw Zaid lying on his back with her eyes closed and looking at ease.