Getting Married One Night

When Lin Wanxin left, Wen Nanzhi saw Gong Shen raise his belt again.

She shrunk and closed her eyes tightly, but there was no expected pain.

She carefully opened her eyes and found Gong Shen's belt beating on the pillow.

Jin Wang immediately pushed her and whispered, "shout, shout."

Wen Nan Zhi was still frightened and couldn't react at all.

Jin Wang could only twist her slightly, and she immediately shouted.

Then she seemed to understand something and shouted with the sound of the falling belt of the palace.

Knowing that uncle Zhong came in, he hurriedly said, "let's go, let's go."

Gong Shen threw away his belt and frowned at the weak Wen Nanzhi.

He pulled out a cigarette impatiently and didn't light it. "Uncle Zhong, take her down and rub some medicine."

Wen Nanzhi's steps were vain, his cheeks were white with small blood vessels, and his forehead was sweating, wetting his hair in front of his forehead.

As soon as she turned around, Gong Shen saw the blood on Wen Nan Zhi's back.

"Wait a minute, ask the maid to take medicine for her." Gong Shen added, biting a cigarette.

"Yes," Uncle Zhong said respectfully.

Gong Shen frowned more and more tightly. Looking at the back of Wen Nan Zhi, he couldn't calm down at all.

He knew how strong he was, but Gong Mei wouldn't believe it if he didn't hit it hard.

Gong Mei thought he was worried, so he showed it to Gong Mei in a hurry, so that Gong Mei could relax her vigilance.

"Some time ago, several people were asking about you. I helped you eliminate all the records. Be careful recently."

Gu An, who had been silent all the time, had a calm insight into the whole, and calmly watched all the plays. Finally, he mentioned one sentence.

"Don't let them know your identity for the time being." Gong Shen said to Gu An.

Gu An is secretly returning home. No one in his world has found him disappear, so he doesn't intend to tell anyone about his whereabouts.

"HMM." Gu An got up, walked gracefully and slowly, suddenly stopped, turned her head and looked at Gong Shen, "she is a good girl."

Gong Shen was silent.

Wennan Zhizhi seems to have the ability to make people around like him all the time.

Gu an added, "assistant Jin said that you let Lin Wanxin stay because of the woman on the plane? He wanted me to check from the exit office abroad. He doesn't have this authority, I have. Of course, if you believe Lin Wanxin..."

"Check it out." Gong Shen pushed back and looked at the sofa. It was like a king in the world.

Even Gu An was surprised that such a young Gong Shen would have such a suffocating momentum.

Gu An nodded and left to find his daughter. He thought about how to catch the escaped man.

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The maid of the palace family saw that Wen Nanzhi was beaten and knew that Wen Nanzhi was in trouble again.

Uncle Zhong asked the maid to apply medicine to Wennan trifoliate orange. As a result, they casually wiped a layer of it.

Wen Nanzhi tossed and turned on the bed and felt that the new clothes were wet again.

She bit the quilt and grabbed the sheet in both hands, trying to resist the pain.

But the most vulnerable tears were forced out. She sobbed and buried her cheeks in the quilt and cried bitterly.

Say it twice.

"Miss Nanzhi, Mr. Gong asked you to go up." Uncle Zhong whispered outside the door.

Wen Nanzhi raised a moist cheek and couldn't stop her tears.

Gong Chen, what else does he want?

How to torture her to be satisfied?

Wen Nanzhi grabbed the quilt and wiped the tears on his face. His eyes were red and swollen, obviously with tears left.

"OK." Wen Nanzhi cleared his throat before answering uncle Zhong.

Then he got up and changed his clothes before he walked out of the room with his lute.

Uncle Zhong was worried. "His face is ugly. Is the wound uncomfortable? Do you want to call the maid to have a look?"

Wen Nanzhi shook his head.

When the maid came, she was just perfunctory and sarcastic.

It's better to bear it than this.

"No, let's go." Wennan Zhiqiang propped up his body and his back was very straight. He was deeply afraid that his blood would wet his clothes with cold sweat.

At the entrance of the stairs on the second floor, Wen Nanzhi met the beautiful Gu Jingshu.

Gu Jingshu looked at Wen Nanzhi unidentified, "aunt, what's the matter with you?"

"It's all right. Go to bed early. If you hear anything later, don't care, you know?" Wen Nanzhi smiled hard at Gu Jingshu.

Gu Jingshu looked at Wen Nanzhi.

When Wen Nanzhi walked to the room on the second floor, uncle Zhong stopped her.

"On the third floor, Mr. Gong is waiting for you on the third floor."

Wen Nanzhi was stunned. The third floor was a forbidden area. Although she had gone in, she had to.

Is it because there are Gu An and Gu Jingshu on the second floor, so it's inconvenient for Gong Shen to start with her?

At first thought, Wen Nanzhi shuddered all over and trembled every step as he stepped onto the third floor.

She hugged the pipa in her arms and knocked on the door of Gongshen.

Gong Shen still sat on the chair beside the balcony, his body relaxed close to the back of the chair, and his arms hung on both sides.

Gong Shen heard the footsteps deliberately lowered into the door and looked back at Wen Nanzhi.

See how many strands of moisture are in her hair, her black eyes are deeper, and there is a quiet broken light.

Wen Nanzhi looked at Gong Shen and got up. His nightgown was wide open, his waist and abdomen muscles were tight, but he didn't look strong. The silk pajamas felt a little more elegant, and Gong Shen's slender and straight legs could be lined with each step.

Wen Nan Zhi immediately turned his face.

Gong Shen came to her and looked down at her, "put down the pipa."

Wen Nanzhi smothered, but worried that her lute would be broken, so she gently put it on the stool at the end of the bed.

Then he turned to face Gong Shen and was ready for him to torture himself.

She slowly closed her eyes.

Gong Shen said expressionless, "take off your clothes and lie on the bed."

Wen Nanzhi was still afraid. Her body shook and her face became paler. The sweat on her back slipped through the wound and hurt.

"I, I didn't tell my father anything about you. Can you believe me once? Just once! I beg you, don't you believe it?"

Wen Nanzhi hugged his shoulders and retreated in fear.

Gong Shen approached step by step, still the same sentence, "go to bed."

Wen Nan Zhi's chest fluctuated violently, turned around in despair, and left a bloodstained back to Gong Shen.

Trembling with her fingertips, she lifted up her clothes, took them off one by one, and then threw herself on the bed in humiliation.

She grabbed the smooth quilt, and a moment of cold could not help but make her body tremble.

Then she closed her eyes again and waited for something more humiliating.

After waiting for a while, she only felt her eyes burning on her back, but there was no further aggression.

The next moment, she felt the wound on her back cool, but the fear from the bottom of her heart did not subside.

Gong Shen looked at the shocking on her back. A slight defect in the snow-white skin would be infinitely enlarged, not to mention the bright red blood red.

Like a thick touch of cinnabar on the old white paper, it shows the charm of seduction.

Gong Shen rubbed the wound with ointment, but he couldn't help stroking the skin around the wound. His fingers were attached to this delicate touch.

Wen Nan Zhi shuddered. I didn't know whether it was pain or fear.

The wound that was spreading to his shoulder was soaked with blood beads. Gong Shen squeezed some ointment on his fingers. When he wanted to wipe it, he felt that the blood beads were unusually charming, as if they were attracting him.

He raised his eyes a little and saw Wen Nanzhi's tolerant side face, his teeth biting the lip flap and his eyes closed.

Can you bear it so much?

As soon as he raised the corners of his lips, he bent over and lowered his head. The tip of his tongue rolled up blood beads, and the bright red color remained in his lips.

His evil face added a dangerous attraction.

Wen Nanzhi was frightened, stared wide, propped up his body, turned and looked at Gong Shen. He realized that he had nothing, and immediately pulled the quilt to block his chest.

"You..." Wen Nan Zhi's nasal tone is thick and soft.

The eyes are red, the upper and lower eyelashes are wet and stick together, and the lips are bitten crimson.

Gong Shen looked at it, and his breathing became urgent.

"Afraid of me?" Gong Shen smiled, but it was more and more attractive.

He deliberately didn't wipe the blood on his lips, making his deep lips sexy and lazy.

Wen Nanzhi looked at him and didn't speak.

He added, "just be afraid of me."

With that, he took Wen Nan Zhi's neck, let her close to himself and kissed her lip.

The blood flowed between their teeth.

The throbbing heart of Wennan orange jumped wildly.

Gong Shen's kiss is overbearing, but she is less aggressive, which makes her afraid of getting used to it.

Gong Shen's action only stayed on the kiss. Taotie loosened her like she didn't know where to go and quickly bandaged her back.

Wen Nanzhi lay obediently on the bed and looked at the moonlight outside the window. After the pain on her back was relieved, she immediately fell into a silky quilt and fell into a deep sleep.

Uncle Zhong, who looked at the time outside the door, knocked at the door.

"Mr. Gong, can I help you?"

"No, you all go to bed." Gong Shen said in a low voice.

Uncle Zhong looked at the light inside and smiled comfortably.

It's a match. That's right.

Gong Shen doesn't like others to enter his room, let alone spend the night. This is an exception of his own.

good deed.

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Lin Wanxin stayed up late to sort out all the data. Early in the morning, she wanted to show it to Gong Shen. She specially pinched the time and came to Gong's house.

At the moment, only a few maids in the palace are cleaning according to the rules, and uncle Zhong commands the people.

"Housekeeper, Mr. Gong hasn't got up yet? Don't you get up at this time?" Lin Wanxin asked.

Uncle Zhong rarely smiled at Lin Wanxin, "yes, I'm curious, but sleeping more is a good thing."

Uncle Zhong is worried that Wen Nanzhi will be seen by Lin Wanxin downstairs. Didn't yesterday's play be done in vain?

So uncle Zhong took Lin Wanxin to the living room to wait, and prepared tea for her to rest.

Lin Wanxin was a little flattered.

As soon as Uncle Zhong left, the maid who cleaned the corner began to gossip, especially when she saw secretary Lin coming.

They moved closer to Lin Wanxin, "secretary Lin, are you in conflict with Mr. Gong?"

"No? We are very loving and very good." Lin Wanxin immediately explained, deeply afraid of being misunderstood by others.

"Well... Then why doesn't Mr. Gong let you stay?" the maid said carefully.

"Stay?" Lin Wanxin glanced. "Maybe Gong Shen thinks he should be more careful with me, so I hope I don't bear the name of Xiao San."

"That's true, but why can Wen Nanzhi stay on the third floor? There has never been such a situation. She hasn't come downstairs yet."

"What?" the corners of Lin Wanxin's mouth tilted and twisted.