Crazy little ancestors are spoiled by bigots

Chapter 89 Encounter at the Secret Base (Part [-])
Gong Jiujiu locked herself in the room, ignoring anyone, and a day later, she slowly walked out of the room.

Pei Jing cared about her, but she just shook her head: "I want to go out for a walk by myself."

"Oh." Pei Jing rubbed her nose, "Don't be too hard on yourself."

"Ah."

Gong Jiujiu left, but Pei Jing didn't follow. She received another task assigned by the system and had to complete it.

Gong Jiujiu left.

In a small forest in the south of the capital, there is a small sycamore forest.

This is also what she accidentally bumped into by following Gong Hanche.

Whenever Gong Hanche was unhappy, he would come here for a whole day, and over time, it became Gong Jiujiu's secret base.

Later, she forced him and herself to plant a small sycamore tree here, and she would come to water it herself every month, watching it grow taller than herself every day.

She came to the sycamore forest and sat down slowly along the roots of a big tree, hugging her legs.

She stayed here for another afternoon.

The sun gradually turned to the west, and the warm evening brought a little coolness, passing through the sparse branches and leaves, and spreading mottledly on Gong Jiujiu's body.

On her white skin, soft and desolate.

It is already early winter, and when the wind blows, the remaining few sycamore leaves will fall down with the wind.

A thick sycamore blanket has been laid around.

There are passing footsteps, stepping on the autumn leaves rattling.

Gong Hanche was on the other side, staying for one night and one day, his footsteps were a little erratic, and when he saw a familiar figure squatting in the distance, his pupils dilated.

The pace also quickened.

He came to the side of Gong Jiujiu, stretched out his hand, but didn't dare to go forward.

"Little Nine?"

Gong Hanche's voice was a little hoarse and trembling.

Gong Jiujiu raised her head buried on her knees slightly, revealing that dull, heartbreaking face.

All of Gong Hanche's sadness collapsed at this moment, spreading to his limbs and bones, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"Little Nine!"

Gong Hanche squatted down subconsciously, and stretched out his hand to pull Gong Jiujiu into his arms.

"Little Nine."

Called softly, but no one answered him, Gong Jiujiu squatted like a wooden stake, motionless.

But it wasn't hard to see, and it wasn't hard to feel, that she was sad now.

After a long time, Gong Jiujiu might have sensed that Gong Hanche cared, she wanted to be selfish and embrace the expectation and warmth she once had.

She reached out and hugged him.

for a long time.

The sun had fully set and it was dark.

In the thin night sky, there are a few bright stardust scattered here and there.

Indus ground, surrounded by trees, very attractive.

Gong Hanche slightly opened the distance between them, and saw that Gong Jiujiu's face was covered with tears.

She cried when she hugged him, maybe she was afraid that he would hear, so she didn't cry out.

He felt very uncomfortable, and slightly shouted: "Xiao Jiu, why are you crying? Is it, is that person bullying you?"

Gong Jiujiu looked at him and shook his head slightly.

"Thank you."

Gong Hanche didn't speak, he looked at Gong Jiujiu for a long time, finally bent down, put one hand on her back, the other hand passed through the bend of her leg, and hugged her horizontally.

"It's not safe here at night, I'll take you back."

Gong Jiujiu didn't refuse. He hung his hands around his neck and looked at him without blinking. Although he was not emotional, he was very hot.

Gong Hanche was also very curious why Gong Jiujiu was so sad all of a sudden, but the look in her eyes was very useful to him.

She hadn't looked at him so intently for a long time.

Gong Hanche brought Gong Jiujiu to the Star Picking Garden in the suburbs.

The servants who clean the Star Reaching Garden usually come during the day and leave at night, and now there are only some servants on duty and old housekeepers who guard the house.

(End of this chapter)