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

Gong Zihua tore open the curtains annoyed, he is a man, he has lost even the most basic functions of a man.

Is he still a man now?

Melno leaned towards him and rubbed his arm: "This kind of thing is familiar once and twice. You have never tasted the sweetness. Once you start, you can't stop."

Gong Zihua frowned tightly - that's right, he hasn't tasted it yet, how do he know if it's delicious?

The problem is, he doesn't even have the ability to taste now!

Gong Zihua's eyes were far away, the carriage passed by to spend money, and his throat rolled deeply: "I'm going to do some errands, I'll be back soon."

"what happened?"

Gong Zihua buttoned the button: "Go back and wash your butt, wait for me on the bed!"

Before the carriage stopped, he jumped off.

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His Highness stayed up all night reviewing the scrolls again. In the morning, he lay down by the table and only slept for half an hour before dreaming of Gong Zihuaban~ lying naked on the edge of the bathtub, splashing the water with his hand, sending out a sensational invitation.

Dong Gongzi was in pain all over her body. As soon as she walked up to him, she reached out to hold his hand...the scene disappeared.

sound of water.

Dong Gongzi opened his eyes and saw the maid filling his cup with water.

He grabbed that hand abruptly, looked up at him with red eyes: "Ache."

"Your Highness," the maid said, even though she had served him for many years, she blushed when she saw his shimmering appearance, "it's me."

Although Donggong Ziche came to power, he was used to being served by the former people, so he never changed his residence.

He lightly let go: "What time is it?"

"Your Highness at 7 o'clock in the morning, you haven't slept all night, please sleep a little longer."

Dong Gongzi rubbed the center of his eyebrows, picked up the quill and continued to deal with business.

During the few days Gong Zihua lived in the palace, he was very distracted and had a backlog of affairs. In the past few days after Gong Ziche left, he devoted himself to his work, exhausting his strength, time passed quickly , There is not much leisure to think about redundant things.

The mobile phone on the table rang suddenly.

【How much is your mailbox? 】

A message from Gong Zihua.

A smile appeared on Dong Gongzi's exhausted face: 【Woke up so early today? 】 Gong Zihua has always liked to sleep late.

【Mail】

Donggong Ziche sent his private email: [Is there something for me? 】

no respond.

[Where are you, have you returned to the city? Do you want me to send someone over to pick you up? 】

It was rare that Gong Zihua took the initiative to contact him. Dong Gongzi was completely exhausted and in good spirits. He logged into the mailbox on the computer and waited for a while. He wondered if this was his dream, and a new email came.

There is nothing extra, there is a file in the attachment, and after decompression, it is found to be a video.

The black sheets and entangled white figures form a strong visual contrast.

The light is very good, the undulating lines of men and women, the sound quality is very good, sensational and provocative ~ people's breathing...

【Che, Che... um... ah...】

Donggong Ziche just turned on the video, the picture froze his blood all over his body, and his hand was still pressed on the mouse.

He sat upright and watched the entire video without any expression. Then he raised his head and swept all the scrolls on the table to the ground as if he lost control suddenly.

Donggong Ziche had never lost his composure before, leaning heavily on the back of the chair, with one hand powerlessly covering his forehead.