Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Song was not worried and faint, “The accident was too serious, leaving me with a very serious shadow. ”

In that case, she remembered telling him he didn't?

The deep eye swept past the complexity and suspicion.

Is there really a shadow or something?

“Let's take a cab.” Gu Qiang didn't force her either.

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……

Song is somewhat bored to sit in front of the hospital bed and watch the infusion.

She muttered with dissatisfaction, "You know you're allergic to shrimp and you're skinning me shrimp, don't you? ”

Due to allergies, Gu Zheng's face became red, his arms and neck were visible, and he developed a rash.

The original owner's memory tells her that he's allergic to a little shrimp smell.

Besides, he ate three stumps and peeled her shrimp.

Even if you want to show love in front of your own employees, that's not the way to show it.

Look, a cool man, now he's got a rash.

Looking at him all red and red, Song couldn't help but laugh.

Gu Zheng looked at her and said, "You know I'm allergic, you still stung me? ”

Song was not worried, said: “I didn't think that much. When I saw Song Jiuyue's jealous expression, I wanted to excite her more, so I clipped it to you. ”

Gu Zheng's dark eyes slightly dimmed, "So I'm the victim between you and Song Jiuyue? ”

To arouse Song Jiuyue, she forgot about his allergies...

Suddenly she was not concerned and nervous, Gu Qiang was in a bad mood.

Song has no worries. Look deeply at him. What can you do?

Song Jiuyue is even more jealous only if they “love”.

Gu Zhuang looked at her and his eyes were not turned.

Seeing her face was faint and allergic to him, she couldn't care less and looked at her eyebrows.

She's not pretending. She's not pretending not to care about him.

She's really not as enthusiastic about him as she used to be.

He's been watching her for a while.

Her eyes, unconscious, faded and muddled.

She's just a woman who's not even twenty-two.

That desolate and muddy look gave a kind of old man who was experiencing mugging through the red dust.

“Song Li, one day, I die, what will you do?” Gu Qiu asked suddenly.

After asking, his heart was slightly heavy.

Song had no worries, frowned slightly and looked at him quietly.

Why did he suddenly ask that?

“I see you're healthy, not that easy to die.” Song said without concern.

“Health doesn't necessarily last long. What about accidental death? ”

“You're a lucky man. You'll live a hundred years.” Song Wuoxiao stared at him: “Gu Xiao, you are bored, you are dripping, can you not say death? ”

What's so terrible about dying?

She's still a person who's been through death.

In her previous life, she felt no fear in the face of Oriental Xuan giving her white lings.

Gu Qiang suddenly snapped his lips and looked deeply at her: “If you do not answer me positively, you will not dare to face the day. ”

Song did not worry, his heart, he grabbed it hard, like being pinched by an invisible hand.

Is that so?

Isn't she afraid to face the day?

Song Lixiao looked at Gu Xiao, and looked at this one, with the same face as Oriental Xuan.

She suddenly wanted to ask him, "What about you? One day, when I die, what will happen to you?

Is it sad?

Or would it be easier to finally get rid of it?

“Everything, look at God.” Song's eyes swept away with grief and said softly: “God willing, you need to face it with courage. ”