Gong Zihua picked up her foot and blew on it. The nails on her little toes were split, and blood oozed from the cracks.
Gong Zihua pulled out a tissue and pressed it, scolding herself fiercely: "That's right!"
He deserves it!
Miyako Huagan sat and played mobile games for a while, and the more he played, the more bored he became. Maybe it was because he was in a bad mood, but he failed to pass levels one after another, and vented his temper on his mobile phone.
Until his feet no longer hurt so much, he put down his mobile phone, leaned over to take the remote control and turned it on. His news reports were overwhelming. Gong Zihua's face turned green when he saw that his whole day's schedule yesterday had been spoiled by paparazzi.
And white.
Even the scene of him buying a ring was photographed, so what surprises are there? He hasn't proposed to Lin Jiayi yet, the whole world knows about it? Gong Zihua changed a few more channels, and all the entertainment programs were on
Discuss this matter.
Gong Zihua just wanted to beat those who were filming secretly to death. He must have been too distracted yesterday. He was followed for so long and he didn't even notice!
The kitchen door opened again, and Mong Zihua hurriedly grasped the remote control to turn off the TV.
Damn it, are you covering your ears and stealing the bell? The whole world knows it, and there is no way that little Hughes doesn’t know it!
He began to understand the reason why Little Hughes looked at him with such sad eyes today??
The rich aroma of chicken soup wafted up. Gong Zihua looked up and saw little Hughes holding chicken soup and placing it on the coffee table. He turned around and put several plates of stir-fried vegetables on the table one by one from the trolley.
Gong Zihua's heart moved, and he stared at the dishes with his eyes until the little hand pushed the rice in front of him.
Gong Zihua sat blankly, neither eating nor not eating.
Damn, little bitch~ When the dog doesn’t say a word, it makes him quite reserved.
Gong Zihua racked her brains and tried to say something, but Xiao Xiusi didn't give him this chance. He walked to sit on a chair by the terrace and closed his eyes.
When Gong Zihua finally thought of something to say to ease the atmosphere, she looked up and saw little Hughes sitting there pretending to be a corpse.
Gong Zihua frowned: "Hey!"
"??"
"Little bitch, dog, do you think this is a hotel where I can come and leave whenever I want?"
Gong Zihua couldn't wait for a response, so he rushed to him with a few strides, grabbed little Xius and shook him for a while. He didn't give in until he was sure that little Xius had really fallen asleep again.
The guilt he felt was suppressed again, and he sat in front of the sofa, chewing his food hard.
I don't know if the food cooked by Little Hughes was particularly to his liking, or because he was reluctant to waste the food that Little Hughes had worked so hard to prepare for him. Gong Zihua cleared the plate and felt his stomach bloated.
By the time Gong Zihua reacted, he had already put away the dishes and returned to the kitchen. The kitchen was clean, as if it had not been used just now.
Gong Zihua could actually tell that Xiao Xiu Si had tidied up the hotel. The waiters didn't dare to touch the guests' personal belongings, so they just tidied them up. However, Gong Zihua saw that his notebooks, violins, CDs, etc., were all
The position has been changed, and the arrangement is neat and unstained?? This is definitely the masterpiece of little Hughes.
So, are you sure that Gong Zihua is not crazy now that she is wearing an apron and standing in front of the glass counter, preparing to wash the dishes?
Gong Zihua was not careful, her hand slipped and she broke a plate.
I was in trouble, I had a bad start, Gong Zihua picked up the pieces into the trash can??