Getting Married One Night

Xiao Lan came quickly. Wearing sunglasses, the maid of the palace family immediately welcomed him.

When Xiao Lan passed the restaurant, he saw a man kneeling in the restaurant. He thought he was wrong, so he went back and looked carefully.

But the delicate white skin of Wennan trifoliate orange is really easy to recognize.

Xiao Lan bared her teeth and walked in front of Wen Nanzhi, disdaining to say, "it's really a big life. She can't even jump out of a building. It seems that she depends on Mr. Gong."

Wen Nanzhi ignored her and clenched her hands.

Xiao Lan was even more unhappy after being shut up. He thought that Gong Shen didn't like Wennan Zhizhi and punished Wennan Zhizhi. Gong Shen wouldn't say anything more. Maybe he would clap his hands.

"Kneeling on the ground seems to make Mr. Gong unhappy again, but how insincere are you?" Xiao Lan spoke softly and stood in front of Wen Nanzhi in high heels.

Wen Nanzhi had no time to think about the meaning of Xiao Lan's words. Xiao Lan grabbed her palm and pressed it on the fine residue, and even rubbed it back and forth.

"Ah!" Wen Nanzhi whispered.

"Tut, it hurts?" Xiao Lan smiled. Her heel fell on the back of Wen Nanzhi's hand and her eyes stared round. "Don't play in front of Mr. Gong. Don't you have a virtue to open your legs? What else do you pretend to be tall? If you have the ability, you'll find a place high next time!"

Until the palm of Wennan Zhizhi printed blood, Xiao Lan left with a smile and went directly to the second floor to find Gong Shen.

Wen Nanzhi lay on the ground and had no strength to support herself. She saw her appearance from the glass fragments.

be thrown into a panic.

Until the early morning, Xiao Lan's charming laughter came from the second floor, as if Gong Shen didn't have to sleep.

Wen Nanzhi was still kneeling. From the beginning of the pain to now, there was only numbness. The tears in her eyes were just wet her long eyelashes and she forced her back.

The housekeeper came forward and reached out to help her up. "Go back."

"No need." Wen Nanzhi pushed away the housekeeper, "I don't want to trouble you."

"Mr. Gong won't come down to see it. He knows I'll help you and doesn't punish me. It's a default." the housekeeper opened his mouth unclear.

Wen Nanzhi had no strength. He was directly dragged up by the housekeeper and helped into the room.

There are no stools or beds in the room. You can only sit on the ground.

The housekeeper took the medicine box, rolled up the skirt of Wennan trifoliate orange and breathed a sigh of relief, "fortunately, it's all small debris and didn't hurt blood vessels."

The housekeeper changed his seriousness during the day, carefully picked out the broken residue for Wennan orange, wiped the potion, and carefully bandaged her with the palm of his hand.

Wen Nanzhi's heart was warm. No one had done this to her for a long time, "thank you, housekeeper."

The housekeeper just nodded and carefully reminded Wen Nanzhi, "you can come out and walk around after 11 o'clock and before dinner, but don't go to the third floor. Don't go out until 4 or 5 a.m. after dinner, Mr. Gong..."

The housekeeper did not finish, sighed slightly.

"Four or five in the morning?" Wen Nanzhi was slightly surprised. Didn't Gong Shen have to sleep?

She remembered that the maid said that Gong Shen usually didn't get up until ten in the morning. Didn't he only sleep four or five hours?

"Don't ask," said the housekeeper cautiously.

The housekeeper helped Wennan Zhizhi deal with the wound and left.

After Wen Nanzhi lay down, he collapsed all over. In the room without sound insulation, he could still clearly hear the movement upstairs.

She couldn't sleep and didn't dare to close her eyes. She didn't know how long such a day would last, and she didn't dare to think about it.

As soon as she closes her eyes, she will see Gong Shen's face, which is more terrible than any nightmare she has ever had.

She can only stare at a corner of the room, blink her sour eyes, and there are Xiao Lan's laughter in her ears. She can't even stop imagining the picture of Xiao Lan and Gong sinking together in her mind.

Those delicate breaths, those movements, and the breathing when the palace indulges

Tormenting her, she can only cover herself in the quilt in the night.

The movement upstairs was like what the housekeeper said. It didn't disappear until four or five in the morning.

The whole house fell into the silence after the excitement, and pulled Wennan Zhizhi into a deep sleep with dark unknown fear.

But she slept uneasily, especially in a place like Gong's house, so she would open her eyes in horror when there was a slight movement.

The footsteps outside the door stopped for a moment, and the door was unscrewed.

Her room was originally a utility room. She couldn't lock it at all, so she had to roll up her tight quilt and stare at the door close to the corner of the wall.

A crack was opened in the door. The dim light outside the door opened a crack on the ground in the room. The light described the people outside the door as too tall.

Wen Nanzhi covered half her face with a quilt and stared at the figure outside the door in panic.

I saw Gong Shen wearing a black Nightgown, holding a glass of red liquid with slender fingers, slightly turning his head. The liquid was pursed in the lip flap, and his cheeks were bright and dark, but with an indescribable sense of charm.

She stared at the evil eyes, her hands almost broke the quilt, and she didn't dare to move again.

But Gong Shen just glanced at her wrapped hands, immediately lowered his eyes, took the door effortlessly, turned and left.

Wen Nanzhi immediately breathed hard, pressed his fluctuating chest and stared at the closed door.

Was she right just now?

Gong Shen's face was obviously tired, but he strongly supported his sleepiness with alcohol.

At that moment, his expression was more like a trapped animal.