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

Gong Zihua almost thought that he was the one who just fell in love!

How the hell did this man do it?She's more flirtatious than a fox when she's wavy, and chaste as if she's practiced sex drive when she's calm!

Gong Zihua burned herself, turned on the faucet and sprayed it a few times...

The smell of smoke in the space is getting stronger and stronger. After all, this limited space is no better than the wilderness and forest. The whole kitchen is filled with a heavy smoke.

Gong Zihua coughed a few times, turned on the range hood, and opened the window.However, this is of no use!

Gong Zihua couldn't take it anymore, and walked out alone, coughing continuously.

Half an hour later, Gong Zihua folded the newspaper irritably. Is there a fire in the kitchen?The smell of smoke wafted into the lobby!

And after so long, it’s still not good?He was so hungry he could have swallowed a cow.

"Damn it, what the hell are you doing!?" Gong Zihua poked his neck, hesitating whether to check the situation, when more and more smoke rolled towards the kitchen, and a figure walked over in the smoke .

"Cough, cough, cough..." Dong Gongzi coughed a lot from being choked.

Gong Zihua's eyes immediately returned to the newspaper, looking at it seriously.

There is the sound of plates being placed on the coffee table...

Gong Zihua lazily raised her eyelids, as if she glanced casually, there were 2 grilled fish in the two large pelvic plates!

Gong Zihua raised his head and glanced at Dong Gongziche again, he seemed to have crawled out of the ruins, his white face was dirty, his hair was a little messy, his clothes were soaked in sweat, and of course there were stains on the expensive clothes. Soil and charcoal.

Dong Gongzi turned around and went to the kitchen again, and brought out a bowl of vegetable and fish soup later...

It turned out that after Gong Zihua left, he set up a pot to make soup.

Gong Zihua stared at the black fish in front of her eyes, it was scorched and ugly... The bowl of soup also looked clear and watery.

"You eat first, the chicken will have to wait." Dong Gongzi said plainly, put a pair of chopsticks in front of him, and left again.

Gong Zihua's eyes were a little wet, he stretched out his hand and pressed the bridge of his nose, damn it, the smell of cigarettes must have made his eyes hot!

He really doesn't understand... the meaning of this bastard doing these things?

Back then, he was obviously injured so hard and so badly!

For so many years, there is no entanglement between them, and they have always been mortal enemies!

Gong Zihua picked up the chopsticks, picked up some grilled fish and put it in his mouth. It couldn't be compared with the nature in his memory. He always felt that something was missing and something was wrong.

Still, there is a familiar smell.

Gong Zihua didn't move after eating a few chopsticks, his eyes were so hot that he rushed to the sink to wash his face.

Dong Gongzi came back holding the stuffed chicken with a wet towel... the food on the plate didn't move much.

Gong Zihua lay the newspaper sideways to cover her face and leaned on the sofa with her legs crossed, looking like an old man without saying a word.

Dong Gongzi pulled away the newspaper in his hand: "Why don't you eat it? It doesn't taste good?"

Gong Zihua stared at him strangely: "You'll know if you try it yourself? Tsk, it's a pity that I used to praise the food, so you are at this level."

Dong Gongzi Che's eyes quickly flashed a gloomy look, is it disappointment?

Gong Zihua regretted it in an instant, as if she had been stabbed in the heart.

Dong Gongzi picked up his chopsticks, chewed a bit of fish in his mouth, and frowned tightly, as if he had encountered the biggest problem in the world!