Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

He's got hot eyes!

Pastoral mouth, vaguely looking at him, trying to abuse the dog?

The dog didn't abuse it, so he abused Song Jiuyue.

Song Jiuyue can't hide his pale face.

Gu Zheng... Want to teach Song no worries archery?

He stood behind Song Li Xiao, his chest seemed to stick to Song Li's back...

Song Jiuyue bit her teeth in the dark, but from time to time she looked at herself in the way of Ancient Pastoral eyes, and she tried to squeeze out a smile.

Try not to show jealousy in your heart.

Pastoral and Gu Qiang are good friends. Pastoral saw her expression of jealousy, amounting to Gu Qiang's own eyes.

Because Pastoral will say anything to Gu Xiao.

“This hand holds the bow, this hand holds the arrow, then pulls the bow...”

Gu Xiaobing said that he taught Song not to worry about arrows and pulled the bow.

His tone was not high and his voice appeared even lower.

The sound was on his ear, his breath was all behind him, his palm, holding her little hand, full, all at his temperature.

This temperature, from hand to heart, Song's worry-free heart, is like being gently swept by a soft feather.

Later, like a naughty deer crashing into it, letting her heart beat, missing half a beat for a while, and then racing again.

This feeling... is strange and very palpitating.

Song is not worried, his mind is a little distracted, he can't concentrate...

What woman has the heart to learn to shoot arrows?

“Got it? Arrows are aimed at the target.” Gu Qiang lowered his head slightly and his voice was thick.

Song's worried face was a little red and nodded.

“Let go, shoot.” Gu Qiu taught her to let go.

“Hoo-hoo...” The arrow flew out.

But... shot the arrow target, but not the center point.

And it's still very biased...

Song was not worried about his mouth and turned to Song Jiuyue.

Song Jiuyue also happened to look at her.

Relative to his eyes, Song Jiuyue's eyes quickly swept past jealousy.

Song did not worry about his lips and threw a provocative smile at her.

Soon, she sighed and looked disappointed and said, "You taught me not to shoot, I couldn't shoot without you. ”

Her tone was disappointing.

Gu Zheng's arms wrapped around her body, her head slightly lower, her chin gently against her head, her voice low and delightful: “It's all right, I can't hit it once, I'll shoot it again for a second time, for a third time... until it hits the middle. ”

“Pfft...” Pastoral suddenly laughed, “Ah Pfft, what's wrong with listening to this? ”

Gu Zheng repeated the action just now, while teaching Song no worries to pull the arrow and say to Pastoral Ancient: “Your head itself is long and crooked, isn't it normal to want to crook? ”

Song had no worries and couldn't help but smile on his lips.

She turned her head and looked at the pasture to see if his head really wanted to crook--

“Don't look.” Gu Qiu used his chin to gently place Song's worry-free head.

“Oh...” Song Wuoxiao vomited his tongue, leaving him to teach himself to shoot arrows.

Song Jiuyue, watching beside him, was already jealous of how pale he looked.

Fearing Gu Zheng and Pastoral Ancient discovery, she simply turned her back on them and pretended to play with the bow. In fact, her eyes were cold where they could not see.

Goddamn Song no worries!

Gu Shao was so tired of her, why did you treat her so well all of a sudden?

What did this bitch do to confuse Minority?

After teaching Song no worries several times in a row, Song no worries strongly want to shoot himself.

A living man stands behind her... hot!