Jing Jiaren was reading bored, the newspaper was pulled away by Gong Zihua's hand, and it was torn into pieces in an instant.

Jing Jiaren turned her face away and looked at Gong Zihua's angry face...

"You're just a restless guy, so naive."

Everything is shown on the face, and I can't bear any temper, like a blank sheet of paper.With his skill level, he can be thoroughly played by Dong Gongzi.Even the gods of Da Luo could not save him.

"You are the only one who is mature." Gong Zihua spread her legs and put them on Jing Jiaren's lap, "Give me a massage."

"Isn't there a maid, Gong Zihua, I'm not your servant."

"What are you not a servant now? Do you think a woman can touch Lao Tzu's legs?" Gong Zihua put a pillow on his head and said in a vicious voice, "Click quickly."

Jing Jiaren is not such a good slave, she pushed his legs away forcefully: "I'm not free."

"Hey, I'm so upset, why are you treating me like this?"

Jing Jiaren had a funny face, it was the first time he met such a man who was in a bad mood and would drag everyone into trouble.

"Do you still want to see your son?" Gong Zihua threw a bomb.

Jing Jiaren's heart skipped a beat, and she asked nervously, "You mean, the star is in the hands of Donggong Ziche?"

"Otherwise? If it wasn't for keeping that trump card, the old man's personality would have attacked him long ago. With Dong Gongziche and I having the right to rebel, we don't have to wait now if we unite together." Gong Zihua put the two A leg was placed on her lap again, shaking it, "press quickly."

Jing Jiaren endured patience and helped him press: "Then where is the star now?"

She couldn't wait, couldn't wait for a second, wanted to see him...

"Since it's the trump card, of course it's placed in the safest place. Whoever wants to see it is fine."

"It's all about human effort!" Since Jing Jiaren's purpose in coming to the underground kingdom was to star, how could she return empty-handed.

Before, she was annoyed that she came down without finding out anything clearly, thinking that she was going to miss nothing.

Now hearing that star is in Donggong Ziche's hands is her only consolation.

"Hmph," Gong Zihua shook her legs, "You are so smart, you should figure out a way by yourself and give me a massage."

Jing Jiaren frowned and thought for a while. To see the star, Donggong Ziche must agree. The only shortcut to get close to Donggong Ziche is Gong Zihua.

"You help me intercede with Donggong Ziche? Just say Leng Jiaren wants to see her, and I will go with them when the time comes."

"I'm going to throw up just looking at him...I'm also a prisoner now, what's the matter?"

"At any rate, you've been intimate..."

Before Jing Jia could finish her sentence, Gong Zihua jumped up suddenly: "Don't think that I dare not beat you because you are beautiful."

Jing Jiaren smiled, and kept pinching his feet with her hands: "Help me? I saved your life anyway."

"I can't help it, let's talk about it." Gong Zihua's face was foul.

At this time, a doctor walked into the hall with several nurses carrying medical kits. They were the ones who changed Gong Zihua's dressing on the train.

This doctor should be the imperial physician of Donggong Ziche, and there is no doubt that only Donggong Ziche can handle it——

In short, Donggong Ziche ordered them to come.

"Mr. Donggong, let's change your medicine..."

"Get out!" Gong Zihua opened his mouth to spit fire, "Everyone die." Since he is a ****, Dong Gongziche still cares what he is doing?

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