Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"Gong Zihua, I'm telling you to be serious." Jing Jiaren fastened her laces and put on her cloak hat.

"chest."

"Boobs..."

"Jing Jiaren, don't just imagine!" Gong Zihua shouted angrily, and suddenly his expression changed again due to the pain.

"I'm not thinking about anything, it's because you have too much consciousness." Jing Jiaren walked up to him funny and helped him tie the tie, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, I'll help you go, go to the platform first .”

Gong Zihua was in distress and pain all over, Jing Jiaren helped him put on the cloak and hat, and helped him leave the concentration camp.

She didn't know what was going on with Leng Lintian, but at least things went well here.

Jing Jiaren took out her phone from her body and sent a message to Leng Lintian...

This is their secret signal, once the rescue is successful, send an ok emoji.

Carrying Gong Zihua to the road she came from, this side is relatively remote, those cloaked people were led away by Leng Lintian, and they went smoothly along the way.

It was Gong Zihua, who was probably seriously injured, walking unsteadily, and his mind was not very clear.

Halfway through the walk, his body was a little crooked, and he felt like falling to the ground several times.

"Gong Zihua... what's wrong with you?"

"Master Ben is dizzy!"

"Be patient, it will be here soon..."

"..."

"If you pass out here, you are so tall, I can't carry you at all."

Gong Zihua shook her head, trying to clear her vision, but her legs were still drifting when walking.

Poor guy, he was still more energetic when he was hanging on the top, probably because he really fell badly just now?

A little guilt surged up in Jing Jiaren's heart, and she heard Gong Zihua say in a deep and resentful voice, "Jing Jiaren! Do you know how much I want to beat you up now?"

"Huh?" Jing Jia felt even more guilty in her heart, she really didn't mean it.

"Why did you give me a shrunken cloak!" Gong Zihua stared at the half-exposed feet.

His big feet were bare as he walked on the ground, as he did before sleeping.

Jing Jiaren almost didn't laugh, he still cared about this at this time.

"Does it make sense for you to let me wear this damn cloak!?" Gong Zihua roared in confusion, "You are here to amuse me on purpose!"

"The person in charge is not tall enough. People here are generally short, and you know it." Jing Jiaren said with a smile, "Can't you play the role of a hunchback? You should be long enough if you hunker down."

Gong Zihua was instantly alert: "Damn it, you!"

"Yeah, I saw it at the time..."

"..."

"That fall is really handsome."

"..." Gong Zihua gritted his teeth, "Jing Jiaren! You saw everything!?"

Jing Jiaren smiled: "I saw you being arrested with my own eyes, otherwise how would I know that you were going to be stewed, so I rushed to rescue you?"

Gong Zihua thought of the image of the dog gnawing mud on his fall, but he was not very happy anyway, and a strong aura of confidence lingered around him.

Jing Jiaren looked ahead, the station is almost here...

In order to focus Gong Zihua's attention, otherwise he would faint, she asked again: "What are you doing here?"

"Nonsense, what are you doing here?"

"I'm coming to see my son..." Jing Jia's heart is full of stars.

"I'm going to escape." Gong Zihua curled her lower lip. She really had enough of the days of being imprisoned in this damn underground kingdom.