Getting Married One Night

Uncle Zhong was surprised to see Gong Shen falling asleep with his head tilted and eyes closed.

Uncle Zhong carefully covers the quilt for Gong Shen, and then signals Wen Nanzhi to continue.

Wen Nanzhi has never seen Gong Shen sleeping. There is no evil smile, no cold ridicule, and no violent like a strong wind. Gong Shen's face has too much impact under his silence.

Gong Shen, a quiet sleeping Gong Shen, is too beautiful as a man.

It's not feminine. You can tell the gender at a glance, but you still want to use the word "beautiful" to describe him.

……

Gong Shen hasn't slept for a long time. Alcohol paralysis can only make him drowsy for four or five hours, but this time he slept for 15 hours.

Or nest in a sundry room that can't even stretch his legs. After opening his eyes, he first confused to adapt to the stiffness of his body, and then smelled the smell that doesn't belong to him on the quilt.

Holding up her body and rubbing her temples, she saw Wen Nanzhi shrinking in the corner of the wall. She also held a Pipa in her arms, as if she cherished it very much.

Cherish?

Gong Shen felt that the people of the Wen family didn't deserve these two words. With a sneer, he got up and went to Wen Nanzhi and kicked her with his feet.

Wen Nanzhi woke up vaguely. As soon as he saw Gong Shen in front of him, he immediately widened his eyes.

But before she had enough time to respond, the sound deliberately raised by the housekeeper uncle Zhong sounded outside the door.

"Miss Xiao, you can't come in without Mr. Gong!"

Xiao Lan?

"Gong Shen! You come out!" Xiao Lan shouted Gong Shen's name and complained in an angry shrill voice, "Gong Shen, are you okay if you hide?"

Wen Nanzhi stared at Gong Shen in front of him. He pulled his clothes with his slender hand and walked to the door impatiently.

"Why should I hide? What are you?" Gong Shen said without pity.

Xiao Lan pushed Gong Shen away, leaned into his body and saw Wen Nanzhi in the corner. His face was more sad.

"Just because of her? So you won't let me come again?" Xiao Lan pointed to Wen Nanzhi.

Gong Shen didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it.

Wen Nanzhi immediately shook her head, but Xiao Lan couldn't listen to her explanation.

Xiao Lan seemed unable to accept such a result. The whole popularity twisted her cheeks, and the slightly convex eyes almost stared through Wen Nan Zhi.

"Where can't I compare with her?" Xiao Lan said, and the corners of her eyes were wet. "I've been with you for so long, don't you have any feelings?"

"No." Gong Shen replied quickly, finishing his sleeves in his spare time.

Very ruthless.

Xiao Lan clenched her fist and shrugged her shoulders. "I have never been compared with Xiao Lan since I was a child! I am the most suitable person for your palace. Who else will accompany you on the night when you can't sleep? Those bitches are for your money! I won't let her replace me!"

Xiao Lan glared at Wen Nan Zhi fiercely.

Wen Nanzhi saw the killing intention from Xiao Lan's eyes. She immediately explained, "no, I'm not..."

Xiao Lan changed the gentle image on the big screen and rushed directly at Wen Nan Zhi, but was cut off by Gong Shen's raised hand.

Gong Shen said coldly, "pull it out!"

Uncle Zhong asked someone to pull Xiao Lan. Xiao Lan was full of tears, waved his hands, turned and ran out.

Then there was the scream of the maid. Xiao Lan directly brought a pot of stewing soup from the kitchen and rushed in. He wanted to pour it on Wennan orange.

Wennan trifoliate orange is numb and has lost its response.

But Xiao Lan only sprinkled a small part of the soup in his hand, and it was all sprinkled on Gong Shen's arm in front of Wen Nan Zhi.

Gong Shen's face was expressionless, as if there was no pain. He shook his red hand and his face became gloomy.

He said, "Xiao Lan, you cross the line. I can hold you up and make you disappear."

Xiao Lan stared at Gong Shen in horror, his face twisted, "what do you want to do? Just because of a maid?"

Gong Shen was silent and looked at Xiao Lan condescending. With the anger provoked, he gently put his two fingers against the bottom of the pot of soup in Xiao Lan's hand.

Xiao Lan secretly competes to press down the raised stew pot, but Gong Shen still can't resist Gong Shen's strength. Gong Shen directly lifts the soup on Xiao Lan's face.

"Ah!" Xiao Lan screamed with her face covered and almost knelt on the ground.

Gong Shen took the towel handed by the maid and wiped his hands, "throw it out."

Xiao Lan's face was red and even swollen with blisters. His face was ruined.

Wen Nanzhi trembled more and more. His cheek turned and was almost close to the wall. Xiao Lan's face was in his mind.

"Gong Shen, you are a machine without feelings. No one will love you! You don't understand feelings at all!" Xiao Lan cursed.

Wen Nanzhi covered his ears and shrunk. The whole person was like a frightened rabbit.

Gong Shen glanced and then walked out, "bitch talking? Ridiculous."

Wen Nanzhi's fear of Gong Shen deepened. He is not only a tyrant, but also a ruthless and cold-blooded devil.

Xiao Lan screamed all the way and was thrown out. The maids used to see that Xiao Lan was deeply liked by Gong Shen and have been flattering, but now they have changed their faces one by one like Gong Shen.

When Xiao Lan was taken out, Wen Nanzhi took a look and remembered the swollen and red face. It was like a nightmare and pestered her for several days.

In the dream, Xiao Lan blamed everything on her, pinched her neck and asked her to die together.

"Wen Nanzhi, I won't let you go!" Xiao Lan laughed wantonly in her dream with her disfigured face.

At this time, the palace was full of soup. The soup trickled down along the fingertips. The good-looking fingers were greasy and trembled slightly.