Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

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“Ah...” Song Yumei screamed again.

As the distance of the arrow approached Gu Zheng, they could not see the direction of the arrow.

It's like shooting at a pigeon, and it's like shooting at a pasture.

Song Jiuyue held his hands tightly into fists and was more nervous than his client.

“Phew...”

Gu Qiang and Pastoral only felt a wind whistle in their ears, and their hair was raised.

That arrow, which nobody had in it, had slipped through from the middle of their ears, crossed them, and shot a swallow flying low behind them in preparation for feeding.

Missed?

Song Jiuyue turned her head and looked at Song with surprise.

Song Wuxi returned to God at the moment the arrow was released.

She lowered her head, straightened out her emotions, and looked up again, her chin slightly raised and her mouth mumbled.

That look, it's like nothing just happened.

She mumbled playing with the bow in her hand, “If you want to shoot a sheep, why did you shoot it?" ”

Song Jiu Mei and Song Jiu Yue listened and quickly looked behind Gu Jiu.

Behind him, on the left, there was a flock of sheep, alone eating grass.

Though on the left behind Gu Zheng's back, the distance to the swallow is far from it!

Even people who can't shoot arrows don't pull bows like this.

“Song, what are you looking at?” Song Jiuyue turned back sharply and stared at Song without worries.

She was really nervous that Gu Xiao would get hurt and looked forward to Gu Xiao Xiao getting hurt. She was in a very contradictory mood.

But this is definitely not what she wants.

Song Lixiao glanced at Gu Xiao, and saw Gu Xiao deeply and violently looking at herself. She turned around and walked past her eyes with a faint heart.

Pastoral turned around, looked at the sheep behind him, and looked at Gu Zheng, hooking his lip, "Which sheep did you say she wanted to shoot? ”

Gu Zheng said in a low voice: "Me. ”

Gu Qiu lifted his leg and walked over.

Song Jiuyue blinked and looked at him.

Her beautiful eyes flashed her obsession with him.

Gu Zheng looks taller and stronger in his riding suit.

Appearances alone are covetous enough to want to plunge.

He just walked past her and didn't even look at himself.

His eyes fell unobliquely on Song's worried body.

His lips snapped up and raised a beautiful curve with a charming shallow smile around his mouth.

“Not long after I left, did your arrow move so fast?” The man's tone is a hint of tone.

She shoots arrows, not like she's just starting to learn.

Song Jiuyue and Song Jiumei don't understand arrows and can't see the bloom.

But Gu Xuan has been playing with arrows since childhood and has strong insight. Song Wuxi really wanted to shoot him just now.

Just at the moment of the arrow, she shifted the direction of the arrow slightly.

She's skilled, she's steady, he sees clearly.

If it were him, he wouldn't dare shoot like this.

With a slight mistake, he, or Pastoral, will be shot in the heart of the eyebrow.

She tried to shoot him, probably at the last minute, and abandoned the idea to deflect the arrow.

If you don't want to shoot anybody, throw the bow directly in your hand.

And she, shooting--

Especially when she looked him in the eye and hated him.

Gu Xiaobaixi could not understand.

Even if he'd been cold with her, he wouldn't have hated her so much.

Gu Zheng stood beside Song without worries and looked deeply at her.

Is she really his wife, Song?

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