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

Gong Zihua drove for a while, and the paparazzi behind him had been completely shaken off.

He glanced at Little Xius with complicated eyes, and quickly thought, should this robot have a telephone in its body?The last time Xiao Xius recorded and rewound was just twisting his ears.

After calmly driving back to Vilas Hotel, Gong Zihua got out of the car with Xiao Xiusi and entered the elevator from the underground garage.

"Don't worry, they won't follow anymore." Little Xius comforted seeing Gong Zihua still looking around.

Gong Zihua glared at him: "Even if you still have some skills, it's not that you are useless."

Dong Gongzi sent Xiao Xiusi to come undercover in the first place, so there is nothing wrong with being able to contact other people.

After entering the elevator, Little Xius entangled him, hoping that Gong Zihua would hold him.

Gong Zihua bluffed impatiently: "Damn it, you are so heavy, you want to strangle my arm."

"It's really heartless~interesting."

"..."

"Ache, I'm a little dizzy, why don't you hug me?" Little Seuss held his forehead with one hand, looking uncomfortable.

Gong Zihua was about to vomit blood, and threw all the clothing bags to his left hand: "You~mother~ is Lin Daiyu's program? So delicate!"

Little Xius got into Gong Zihua's arms as he wished, stretched out a pair of small hands to wrap around Gong Zihua's neck, with the corners of his beautiful mouth curled up, his mood was as beautiful as his face.

It was only a few minutes' walk from the elevator to the master bedroom, and Gong Zihua was so tired that she was almost paralyzed.

From a distance, he threw little Xius onto the big soft bed: "Get lost~"

Little Xius rolled twice on the bed due to inertia, buried his face on the bed and said in a low voice: "Ache, you are too rude."

Gong Zihua rubbed his wrists and kicked the door: "I've always been like this, don't you agree?"

"I don't mind if you apply the gentleness and care you treat women to me."

"Are you a woman?!" Throwing the garment bag on the sofa, Gong Zihua threw himself on the sofa again. He walked so many ways and went to so many places tonight, tossing him to death.

Little Xius quickly climbed onto the sofa beside him and leaned his face.

Gong Zihua patted his face away impatiently: "Don't bother me, I'm exhausted."

Little Xius reached out and rubbed his shoulders and said, "Honey, are you comfortable? Let me rub your feet?"

Gong Zihua fell on the sofa and waved his hands weakly.

Little Xius kneaded a bit, and got down on the sofa to help him take off his shoes.Gong Zihua wears sneakers for walking convenience—untie the shoelaces, pull off the big sneakers, and a heavy sweat smell disperses.

Little Xius frowned: "Hong Kong feet."

Gong Zihua became angry instantly: "My feet don't stink."

Little Xius fanned his nose with his small hand: "Does it stink, have you never smelled it yourself?"

"Why haven't I smelled it? It really doesn't stink." Gong Zihua was in a hurry, put one foot on the sofa, and bent the other foot to sniff, "Fuck, it doesn't stink anymore, if you don't believe me, let me smell it .”

Little Xius stood in front of the sofa, his face was covered by a big foot suddenly.

Little Xius fell to the ground, his face changed slightly: "Yuan Yeche!"

Gong Zihua grinned, pulled off two socks and threw them on Xiaoxiu's head: "This is what will happen to you for wronging me."

"..."

"You robot has no sense of smell, so you know what smell is?" Gong Zihua stretched his feet in the air with his socks off, and his five toes moved alternately, showing an arrogant look.

Little Xius looked at him helplessly, and sighed old-fashionedly, just like a little old man facing an older son.