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

Suddenly the door was slammed open again, Gongzi Hua stared at him with red eyes, like some kind of wild animal in the forest.

Dong Gongzi smiled lightly: "Why, did you forget anything?"

Gong Zihua slammed the door shut with a loud bang.

He walked for a while, and suddenly turned back, because Donggong Ziche mentioned "the last time" again and again in his words tonight.

Dong Gongzi is a man who is determined and will never change again. For so many years, Gong Zihua has never regretted seeing him.

"Are you going to break up with me tonight?" Gong Zihua said loudly.

Dong Gongzi was completely silent.

Gong Zihua walked in front of him, immediately began to pull the pockets of his trousers, and took off his trousers.

A trace of surprise flashed across Dong Gongziche's face, and Gong Zihua roared angrily: "Aren't you going to help me? Come on!"

"..."

"Who is on the horse, why didn't you move? Don't you dare to help me vent my anger?!"

Donggong Ziche stood up from the chair and helped him pull up his trousers with one hand.

Gong Zihua held Dong Gong Ziche's face, and frantically nibbled and kissed him a few more times. Dong Gong Ziche pressed his back with one hand, half-dragged and half-carried him to the bed, and easily pushed him on the bed: "Ah Che, you are too impatient... and you are the only one who rushed in and took off your pants."

Gong Zihua fell on the bed and was still a little dazed... I don't know if it was the shame of hindsight, or the blush from drunkenness, his face was like a boiled prawn.

Dong Gongzi sighed softly, why is he always unable to resist such a fool?

Dong Gongziche knelt on the bed with one knee, and unbuttoned him one by one with his slender fingers: "Just this time."

Gong Zihua felt uncomfortable.

"Don't treat me as a lover, a friend made this for you." Dong Gongziche leaned over, kissed his lips, and moved his hands up and down his body, fanning his feelings.

Gong Zihua blinked vigorously, damn it, tonight his eyes are always covered with mist, so he can't see clearly.

Dong Gongzi is gentle and distant, elegant and indifferent.

Gong Zihua had never wanted to throw him down and kiss him so much... He tried his best to restrain his impulse, but his whole body felt completely aroused by Dong Gongzi's disappointment.Donggong Ziche glanced at the part where his head was raised, and put his hands into his pants.

Gong Zihua closed her eyes, breathing heavily, after a while she was tortured by Dong Gong Ziche's slow pace.

He grabbed Donggong Ziche's collar vigorously, glared at him fiercely, wanted to speak but couldn't come up with a word.

"Don't worry, take your time. You are always like this, wanting to eat and become a big fat man."

Donggong Ziche's eyes are like a river of stars, flowing slowly and endlessly... high and far away, untouchable.

There is an ambiguous atmosphere in the room, like a pair of close lovers.

He gently kissed Gong Zihua's lips twice, and Gong Zihua clasped his head with his backhand and pressed it against him.

Donggong Ziche avoided his face: "That's good."

"..."

"Too much, and I'm afraid I'm going to overpower it."

Gong Zihua's hand was pulled away fiercely again, and she put it on the bed sheet, and clenched it tightly, bursts of pleasure mixed with inexplicable grief rushed all over her body.

Donggong Ziche turned his face away and looked at the window outside, only his hands did not stop.

Gong Zihua felt that he must be possessed tonight. He was like a child who lost his key and forgot his way home, so he had to wander along the road in a panic.