Gong Zhuo was annoyed, and he opened his mouth to scold: "You" When he looked at Gong Jiuche's gloomy and cold affection, he swallowed his saliva, and then said: "No, I'm playing a game, I didn't hear anything." ” Gong Jiuche withdrew his hand and glanced at Gong Zhuo: "You lost" Then, turn around and leave.
Gong Zhuo's gaze shifted to the computer screen, two big words: failure Luo Xiaochan said in disgust: "I failed to play a personal machine, elementary school student" After she finished speaking, she quickly followed Gong Jiuche's footsteps and walked out.
The game screen comes out.
Gong Zhuo was angry and continued to spray with that person Gong Lonely stood outside the door and asked, "Did you hear any sound?"
Gong Jiuche asked, "Did you hear it too?"
Gong Lonely nodded: "It seems to be the sound of some breaking." ” Luo Xiaochan walked a few steps forward, and saw the door of Gong Xiucan's room open, and a maid walked out, and then asked respectfully: "Miss Xiaochan, have you seen the third young master, this is Xia Tang boiling it for her." ” Luo Xiaochan squinted his eyes: "The third young master is not in the room" The maid shook her head.
The maid spoke: "Xia Tang will go and deliver medicine to the second young master, and then let me help her bring the hot over."
Another maid came over and spoke: "The third young master just asked me where Xia Tang went, I told him to go and deliver medicine to the second young master, I saw the third young master go upstairs, I should go to the second young master's room." ” Luo Xiaochan Huo Ran's eyes widened, his heart trembled, as if he understood something, and hurriedly spoke: "That voice, it seems to come from upstairs." “ Gong Lonely Lin and Gong Jiuche looked at Luo Xiaochan.
Luo Xiaochan's eyes flashed: "Go to Gong Mingshuo's room and have a look." ” With that, she quickly ran upstairs.
Gong Lonely Lin and Gong Jiuche also felt that something was wrong, and quickly ran to the third floor.
The room was filled with a pungent smell of blood, and the cold wind blew in, and the fishy smell came out through the crack in the door.
Gong Mingshuo stared at Xia Tang and Gong Mingshuo, with an indifferent smile on his face: "It's painful, isn't it" He suddenly looked out the window, looking at the dark night sky, and a dim light appeared in his deep eyes: "Who is more painful than me My father is dead, and my mother is also dead" His eyes lowered slightly, and he smiled bitterly: "My leg was broken by my grandfather with his own hands." ” He stared at Xia Tang again, and there was a weak frustration in his voice: "I also hope that you treat me the same as Xiangcan, so that I won't feel sorry for me." ” Xia Tang's body trembled, and he raised his eyes to look at Gong Mingshuo.
He looked at Xia Tang, watching the blood on her forehead flowing on her face, and the bitterness in his heart had already flooded into a sea: "You don't even want your lives for each other, hehe, so happy." ” The first time he saw Xia Tang, when did he already like her.
His fingers suddenly clenched tightly, and his gaze became gloomy in an instant: "Take care of me, stay with me, okay?"
Xia Tang's lips turned white, and her voice couldn't help trembling: "No, the person I like is the third young master" This sentence angered Gong Mingshuo again.
There was a fire in his eyes, and his long figure exuded a volcanic and sultry aura, and he roared: "What's wrong with me or do you think, my parents are dead, and I have no status in the Gong clan, so, you don't like me" Xia Tang shook his head: "No, it's not for me to tell you, no matter what status you have, I won't like you" Gong Mingshuo's eyes flashed with crazy anger, and his handsome face was distorted: "Yes, I said earlier, I won't let the two of you be together" His eyes, firelight sprayed, he picked up the crystal chair on the ground again, and approached Xia Tang and Gong Mingshuo step by step, his voice with uncontrollable madness: "I know, the old man won't let me go, he won't let me go, so" With terrifying murderous intent in his eyes, he lifted his chair, which was still stained with blood. oshow7 t1706231537: