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

It turns out that Dong Gongzi is so cheap~ people want him to talk?It's a spring and autumn dream.

Dong Gongzi ran to the bathroom wrapped in a towel...

Dong Gongzi said slowly: "It's been such a long time, I'm getting angry even if I hold it in."

"..."

"We haven't made out in a week. Are you sure?"

Gong Zihua just wanted to kill him with a fart, who cares about him! ?

Bang, the door slams like a bomb.

Dong Gongzi's smile from the corners of his eyes slowly subsided, and he swallowed a large piece of pen and ink.He rubbed his temples and spent all his energy on the scroll... There are still many things that have not been dealt with.

Gong Zihua took another shower after she finished feeling refreshed, and walked out refreshed.

I thought that Dong Gongzi was suffering from suffocation, but he saw that the guy had already reviewed a lot of scrolls - he had a habit of throwing the finished ones on the shelf on the right.

Gong Zihua has also lived here for a while, and has more or less touched some of Donggong Ziche's habits.

Shit, a few fires ignited in Gong Zihua's heart.

Gong Zihua couldn't figure it out, when this bitch~ dog got flirty, it seemed like he would die if he didn't vent his anger.When he got serious, it seemed that he had never flirted before!

How can a man be in love once, not be satisfied, and be able to deal with business in a blink of an eye?

Gong Zihua didn't understand where her uneasy feeling came from - she fell on the bed, rolled up the quilt and was about to fall asleep, when the cell phone rang.

Gong Zihua took out her phone, and it was indeed a message from Jing Jiaren.

"Ache," Donggong Ziche finally said when the music of the third text message sounded, "I haven't disconnected you, but I hope you can understand and don't be swayed by what Jing Jiaren and the others say."

"..."

"They are hostile to me now, don't be used by them."

Gong Zihua turned around, turned her back to him and cut, and sent the next text message.

Jing Jiaren sent a message asking him if Donggong Ziche was in the palace or not. He had a very important matter with him, but told him not to disturb Donggong Ziche.Fuck, what does this woman want to do, suddenly inquire about Donggong Ziche?

She still wants to come to see Donggong Ziche, can she fly into the sky?

[If I have a way to leave the underground kingdom, do you want to go with me? ] Jing Jiaren asked again.

[Only by you? 】

[Answer me, it's very important.to go, or not to go? 】

【Of course go! 】Gong Zihua didn't hesitate, he couldn't stay in this poor place for a second.

[Okay, wait for us. 】

Gong Zihua read it back and forth several times, and at the same time she was puzzled, her heart burst into ecstasy.Jing Jiaren never lied. She should have the most basic grasp if she could say that?At least there is hope for escape!

Gong Zihua turned his face and glanced at Dong Gong Ziche. He was sitting on the desk with his head slightly tilted. His mid-length hair was tied into a light strand hanging on the right side, very warm.

Gong Zihua frowned tightly, a feeling of panic eroded his body.

Suddenly Dong Gongzi raised his head and looked at him squarely: "Is there something wrong?"

Gong Zihua turned her face away stiffly, at this moment the palace door was suddenly broken open by a force, and a strong wind gushed in from outside.

The candle was blown out in an instant...

Donggong Ziche opened the drawer with his hand, and the wind rushed towards him with a strong and dangerous aura.

Dong Gongzi held the exquisite pistol, and the male hand bones were already strangling his neck, and the deep voice was like the sound of nature: "Don't move."