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

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Another dangerous night passed, Gong Zihua continued to have nightmares, and the genius was awakened by the first ray of light at dawn.

Gong Zihua suddenly raised her head and hit a hard chin.

Hughes opened his eyes sleepily, facing Shang Gong Zihua's gaze, he frowned and closed his eyes again.

Gong Zihua was ignorant and looked down, the tiger was still napping under the tree.

He was startled and almost slipped down, only to find that his waist was tied up with Hughes by a rope.

Gong Zihua pursed her lips, then secretly raised her eyes to peek at Hughes, the light of the morning sun sprinkled mottled spots of light through the dense tree branches, Hughes had a handsome and evil face.

Gong Zihua let out a small breath, and her stomach started rumbling.

He ate only one steamed bun all day yesterday.

Gong Zihua swallowed her saliva, and her eyes fell on the military bag that Hughes put behind him. He seized some food from the other team yesterday and hung it outside the backpack with the bag.

Gong Zihua was so hungry that he wanted to swallow a cow. The feeling of stomach cramps made him careless of other things.

Hughes closed his eyes, and when he heard the sound of Xixi, his ears moved slightly.

Like a little mouse, Gong Zihua took out a big white steamed bun from the mouth of the bag, lowered his head, and secretly gnawed on it under his mouth.

A cold gaze shot from the top of his head, Gong Zihua held the steamed bun and glanced at Hughes, his cheeks puffed up, his agate-like eyes stared in panic, his face turned red suddenly after being caught on the spot, Like a big grilled shrimp.

Gong Zihua held the steamed bun in her mouth and didn't dare to move.

After a few minutes……

He asked in a vague voice, "Do you want to eat?"

Even though he said that, he held the steamed bun tightly but didn't intend to share it at all.

"..." Hughes lazily closed his eyes, turned his head aside, and did not move again.

Then Gong Zihua began to chew carefully, gnawing off the steamed buns in small bites, and finally licked his hands, still hungry.

Gong Zihua struggled with her inner thoughts for a long time, then she stretched out her little hand again, and stole... the second...

With two steamed buns as a base, he felt much more energetic, even though he could eat five more steamed buns...but he didn't dare to act rashly anymore.

Because when he touched the steamed buns just now, he counted them, there were 4 in total, he ate 2, and there were 2 left.It's evenly distributed!

The tiger under the tree stretched its limbs, suddenly stared in one direction, and breathed heavily.

There seemed to be a deer sprinting by in the bushes in the distance.

The tiger grew vigorously, and in the blink of an eye, it ran into the bushes, chasing after the running deer.

After guarding under the tree all night, the tiger had lost his patience and was extremely hungry.

Gong Zihua watched the tiger run away from afar, great, are they safe?

Hughes was still sleeping with his eyes closed, and he quietly grabbed the corner of Hughes's clothes: "It's gone."

"..."

"That big tiger has already left."

Hughes ignored him, and Gong Zihua didn't dare to quarrel with him anymore, and pressed his lips tightly.

He had just gnawed on two steamed buns, was dying of thirst, and wanted to pee.

Gong Zihua endured for more than ten minutes, not knowing what to do, groping behind him with one hand to untie the slipknot of the hemp rope. <b