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

Dong Gongzi looked at her with a gloomy expression for a while, then turned around and walked to the bed cabinet, picked up the internal line and pressed...

After a while, the guards outside unlocked the door.

Jing Jiaren didn't dare to hesitate for a second, turned around and left, and ran away.

Dong Gongzi punched on the bed, damn it, damn it.

Is his intention already so obvious?Even a mere servant can casually see through his mind?

Fortunately, that idiot Gong Zihua - low emotional intelligence, so many years, did not see his mind!

Jing Jiaren ran outside quickly, panting hard. Fortunately, she didn't get along with Dong Gongzi Che very much, so her various performances did not expose her.

Dong Gongziche doesn't know Jing Jiaren well, but it's too dangerous to go on like this.The son couldn't be saved, but he brought himself in.

Jing Jiaren began to regret, she suddenly missed Ximen Longting, missed him so much...

As for him, he must be very angry with her now.

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After Gong Zihua got out of her compartment, she grabbed a guard at random and was able to go from the hall to the compartment where Dong Gongzi lived.

Along the way, he punched down the guard standing guard at the door...

Of course, the other party didn't intend to stop him at all.

Bang, the door was kicked open by him, causing pain from multiple wounds on his body.

Gong Zihua rushed into the room, however, he came a step late, Jing Jia left not long after, the two did not meet on the road, Jing Jia went to the second floor.

Dong Gongzi, with her chest open, was sitting on the edge of the bed smoking a cigarette, the smoke was lingering, and she was indescribably alluring.

Even a man will be shocked when he sees it.

Gong Zihua was stunned for a moment, Dong Gongziche raised his head when he heard the knock on the door, he had expected that Gong Zihua would come, originally he was going to press the woman on the bed at this time.

He exhaled a puff of smoke, stared at Gong Zihua and smiled: "It's so late, come and find me?"

Gong Zihua looked around the room with a pair of bull's eyes: "Where is she, where did you hide her?"

"Who?" Dong Gongziche pretended to be puzzled.

Gong Zihua rushed in, feeling pain all over his body, especially the ribs in his chest, so painful that he wished he could pull them out and throw them away.

He rushed to the bathroom and opened the door to check if there were any Tibetans inside, then walked to the small bed and lifted the arched quilt...

Suddenly, a pair of hands wrapped around his waist, Dong Gongzi hugged him behind his back, and pressed his lips against the obsidian earring on his left earlobe, breathing hot air: "If you want to see me, just tell me, you don't need to look for me." For any reason."

Gong Zihua shivered all over, and thrust her elbow back forcefully: "Get lost."

"This is my room," Dong Gongzi felt as if his whole body was ironed. "At this time, if you enter a strange man's room, you should know what the consequences will be."

"..."

"It was you who came to find me, and you sent it to my door. Don't blame me."

Gong Zihua's whole body trembled: "Are you taking drugs? Look clearly, I'm a man!"

"Really..." Dong Gongziche said in a low voice, "Men also have needs. If you don't know anything about it, I can teach you."

"..."

"Or, you just came here to learn the scriptures?"

Gong Zihua struggled vigorously, probably because his whole body was sore and injured, he couldn't get rid of Dong Gongziche's shackles.

His fist was tightened, and he hit Donggong Ziche's body hard...

He didn't hide or evade, and endured self-abuse until Gong Zihua was exhausted.