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

The fire was burning and jumping, and a figure was sitting by the fire, with a shovel and a cloth bag at his feet.

Dong Gongziche looked at his back as if he was stupid...

Rubbing his eyes, rubbing his eyes again.

The blood in his whole body froze, he stood up abruptly, and stumbled towards the outside.

chuckle.

A wooden stick on the ground was broken by stepping on it.

Gong Zihua was afraid that everything in front of him would be nothing, so she stopped immediately in fright, her heart beating extremely loudly in her chest.

Dong Gongzi turned his head and looked at him indifferently.

He was wearing an ankle-length coat in the British style, and his brown boots were covered with yellow mud.

The flames danced, reflecting his heroic face, but his facial features were beautiful.

His hair was cut short, and he became more rigid, and the outline of his facial features overlapped with that of the young Hughes.

Gongzi Hua stood there, staring at him with wide eyes.

He hated Toru Toru's mid-length hair.

Since he grew his hair long, he has changed his character, cynical, always with a frivolous smile on his mouth, as if he suddenly changed his personality.

A certain bright substance flashed in Dong Gongziche's eyes, light and lofty, without much expression.

Just look at him so calmly...

So much so that Dong Gongzi suspected that this was really an illusion.

"Ache." His voice sounded cleanly, "You're here."

It was as if he had been waiting, waiting for him to come back to his side one day.

If Gong Zihua doesn't come for the rest of his life, he will wait here for the rest of his life.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Gong Zihua's throat was gasping, her eyes were sour, as if blood was rushing out of her eyes...

Can the person in front of you still laugh?

Hearing Donggong Ziche's voice, he suddenly rushed over as if he came back to his senses, and punched him in the face.

real touch.

In the next second, Gong Zihua's body threw himself on him, pressed him to the ground, beat him hard, and landed on him with one punch after another.

Dong Gongzi fell beside the fire, calmly watching his venting.

"You lied to me, you lied to me?!!!" He roared, grabbing the collar of his coat and roaring, "I thought you were dead——"

Dong Gongzi looked at him, a smile slowly gathered at the corners of his eyes and brows.

"Still laughing? Do you think I'm an idiot?"

Hot tears fell from the air and hit Donggong Ziche's face.

His faint smile finally subsided: "Ache, why are you crying?"

Gong Zihua rode on him, watching him as if nothing had happened, her heart broke into pieces.

He also knows how embarrassing it is to cry now, and the tears can't be kept from falling.

This kind of heart tearing pain, the whole person was torn apart piece by piece.

He slammed down on Donggong Ziche's lips, crushed them hard, and gnawed wildly.

Hot tears dripped one after another, and the salty taste was confused in each other's mouths.

Gong Zihua desperately kissed him, tearing his coat vigorously...

Exhausted, with a splitting headache, maybe this was a hallucination before he died.Donggong Ziche never appeared, it was all fake.

His fingers were so weak that he couldn't pull it open, and it took a long time to undo a button.

Dong Gongzi unbuttoned the buttons silently, frowning, his eyes were like a deep hole in the night, trying to pull him into the abyss.

Gong Zihua bit him frantically, his neck, shoulder blades, lips... without a single trick, leaving rows of tooth marks on Dong Gong Ziche's body.

But the fearful panic in my heart couldn't find the exit to rush out.

Donggong Ziche wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands, the feeling of rough fingers was all too familiar.