Husband is a little milk dragon

Chapter 87 Gong Ninghuan, don't let me know that this matter has anything to do with you.

When Gong Ninghuan and Xi Ge rushed to the guest room of the restaurant where Gong Zhiyue's accident happened, they ran into Gong Sicheng by chance. Gong Sicheng probably rushed over just after hearing the sound. , with a trace of anxiety on his cold face, he glanced at them and said in a deep voice: "Go in first and then we'll talk."

When going upstairs, he heard Gong Zhiyue's crying from the opposite corridor on the second floor, and he almost collapsed.

Gong Sicheng and Xige hurried past after hearing the sound, but Gong Ning happily leaned on the cold corridor railing, with a expressionless face, walking towards the direction of the crying step by step.

When she walked to the door, she saw a puddle of blood on the ground. Gong Zhiyue was covered in blood, and she grabbed and hit Gong Sicheng like crazy. With a bang, a scroll of paintings on Gong Sicheng was torn off. Rolling to the ground, the painting accidentally spread out, and a handsome man in red came into view.

Gong Zhiyue's movements suddenly stopped, she stared blankly at the person in the painting, suddenly, her pupils dilated suddenly, her eyeballs were about to pop out, and she screamed at the top of her lungs, screaming and turning the picture Throwing the painting away, I was as scared as seeing a devil.

Blood was all over her face, and she scratched her face frantically, screaming and crying.

Gong Sicheng stepped forward to stop her, but she struggled to break free, screaming more and more crazily.

Gong Ninghuan seemed to turn a deaf ear to it, and bent over to pick up the painting that had been kicked to her feet. The person who painted it was her, and the person in the painting was Nan Jue.

She had just re-rolled the painting when Gong Zhiyue suddenly rushed over and slapped her. Gong Ninghuan calmly held her hand, and Gong Zhiyue raised her other hand to hit her, but was caught by Gong Ninghuan. Ning Huan raised her hand and threw it away, Gong Zhiyue struggled and screamed in her hand: "It's all you! It's all you! It must be your fault! You can't see me, you're going to destroy me, right? I want Kill you! Kill you devil!"

The next moment, Gong Zhiyue's screams stopped abruptly.

It was Gong Sicheng who tapped her acupuncture points, and Gong Zhiyue passed out in Gong Sicheng's arms behind him.

Gong Ninghuan found that she still had time to look at the bloody bloodstains on Gong Zhiyue's face, new and old, disgusting and terrifying, only her tightly closed eyes were still shedding tears.

Gong Ninghuan stared at her, and before she said anything, she heard Gong Sicheng's gloomy voice above her head, "Gong Ninghuan, don't let me know that this matter has anything to do with you."

Gong Ninghuan looked up at him coldly, but Gong Sicheng had already left with Gong Zhiyue in his arms.

After everyone had left, the onlookers outside also dispersed, Xige helped Gong Ninghuan go out, and when she reached the street, Gong Ninghuan's legs suddenly felt weak, she stopped, and took a deep breath , Only then reluctantly calmed down.

"Ning Huan..."

"The ink mark..."

The two spoke in unison, but after Gong Ninghuan said these three words, she lightly pursed her lips, and her expression returned to calm, as if the person who spoke in such a trance tone just now was not her.

Xige knew what she was thinking, and said, "Don't worry, Mohen knows how to do it, and Gong Sicheng is not stupid, he knows to go to Shengmeng Pavilion."

Gong Ninghuan didn't answer her. After returning to Shengmeng Pavilion, she saw that the center of the attic was brightly lit, and knew that Gong Sicheng had brought Gong Zhiyue over. On the way back to her yard, she lowered her head and thought about something, and suddenly remembered something, and then Turning back to the place where Nangu was lying during the day, she found that there was no one there. Gong Ninghuan looked around the room to make sure no one retreated out.

She didn't look for Nan Gu again.

Maybe Nan Gu was afraid.

It's okay to be afraid.

However, when she wandered back to the yard, she heard footsteps coming from the house, and the door opened with a creak.

(End of this chapter)