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

(The order is reversed from the previous chapter) The stream is rippling, and the clear face is reflected on the water. Hughes has a clean and fair face, with a sharp and tough outline, and a wicked look between his brows.

The teenagers who were captured on this island all had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, but Gong Zihua rarely saw a man as delicate and handsome as Hughes.

Of course, at that young age, he didn't know what handsome was, he only knew that... this boy was very good-looking.

Gong Zihua turned her face to look at herself on the water,

A little boy who has not yet grown up, with fair skin, short black hair messily sweeping his eyebrows, a pair of big black agate eyes, like a mixed-race doll.

Suddenly there was the sound of entering the water, and the water rippled away in circles.

Hughes walked down the stream, fished for something in the water, and then put the shrimp he caught into a military flagon attached to his waist.

There was still some wine in the jug, which was also a spoil he had snatched from another team.

Gong Zihua also wanted to go into the water, but he was short and afraid of water, so he could only squat by the stream.

Hungry...he's always hungry, never full.

Hughes fished a lot of shrimp in the water and put them in the wine box, and he didn't close the lid until it was almost full.

At this time, an hour has passed.

Hughes returned to the shore, wrung out his clothes and prepared to go.

Gong Zihua hurriedly lifted her big backpack, watched Gong Zihua leave, and followed behind.

After walking a long, long way, and having not eaten anything since that steamed bun in the morning, Gong Zihua's legs were fluttering.Stop and go, the dense forest is towering, and the sky gradually has a tendency to fall at night.

I walked a lot today. Hughes has a compass. He specializes in secluded roads that others don’t take. He likes to open up new roads from the grass. Now he should have entered the forest, unlike yesterday when he was still outside the forest...

Gong Zihua saw the footprints of wild animals on the ground, some antelope bones were piled up on the grass, and the meat was gnawed clean.

Gong Zihua avoided the pile of bones and looked around in horror.

Even at such a young age, he knew what it meant...

It was getting dark again, and Hughes found a new place to live.

No luck finding a tree with holes this time, Hughes chose a big tree with dense branches and thick branches.

Gong Zihua's shoes were worn out, and his feet were already walking mechanically... He stood under the tree with heavy steps, watching Hughes pull the bag up with a rope just like last night .

Gong Zihua sat on the ground in relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, he was in pain as if he was about to die.

There was a rustling sound in the bushes, and a pair of eyes stared at Gong Zihua through the bushes.

Gong Zihua poked her neck and looked, cold sweat broke out on her back: [Old... tiger! 】

His childish voice made a sound of fear.

On the branch, Hughes paused slightly. From a height, it was easier for him to see the beast hiding in the grass waiting for an opportunity to pounce. It was waiting for the sky to completely darken, and when they were defenseless.

When it realized that it had been spotted, it simply jumped out majestically from the bushes, scratching the ground fiercely with its sharp claws.

Gong Zihua stared at him stupidly, too scared to move.

"Aw, aww..." The tiger bared its hungry fangs and circled back and forth around the tree.

Gong Zihua suddenly recovered from the shock, pulled off the hug on her shoulders and grabbed the tree body, trying to climb up the tree...