Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Gu Xiao's face smiled shamelessly: "It's not enough, you have to keep touching it. ”

Song Weiyi pushed hard and threw him away, "Touch your dead head! ”

Gu Zheng felt her cold. He put his hands on her shoulders and gently pressed her body.

“Song, let's start over, okay?” His eyes were deep and firm.

Song's worry-free heart trembled softly, pretending not to understand the question: “What's the start again? ”

“I want to pursue you. So please don't be cold with me, okay? ”

Looking at him seriously, Song's worry-free heart hurt slightly.

She looked him in the eye and suddenly smiled softly, "I used to pursue you. Aren't you colder with me? ”

Gu Zheng listened, eyes slightly squinted, deeply staring at Song no worries.

His fortitude is like a veil, mysteriously handsome, and invisible.

His eyes, like a thousand years old tank, were unpredictable. Song Feng did not know what he was thinking at this time.

In short, Song Feng felt some breath holding in the face of his deep gaze.

“Shit, it's like Mugu said, Feng Shui rotates?” Gu Qiu suddenly let Song go worry-free, airway.

In the talking room, he also stamped his foot and turned around, like that... so cute that Song didn't worry about “puffing” a smile.

Song looked at him with a smile.

Is this what he looks angry about?

Gu Qiang looked at the time and frowned: “I still have a lot of documents to review. After work, you wait for me on the first floor. We'll go to dinner together. ”

“Mm-hmm." Song nodded.

Can she despise him?

A bunch of papers to review, and come over and tweet.

……

……

Closed at noon.

Song Wuxi and Xu Jing walked out of the floor.

Just arrived at the building gate, suddenly blocked by a group of squatting reporters.

Microphones and flashlights, as well as the eyes of journalists, are all gathered on Song's worry-free body.

Song Li Xiao was still facing such a fierce scene for the first time. She frowned uncomfortably in the face of the glittering magnesium light.

She tried to escape back into the building, but the front and back were blocked by reporters.

Also, the staff of the Gu family building gradually came out of work.

Seeing this scene stopped, causing more congestion.

Xu Jing held Song's worry-free arm nervously and looked a little pale.

After all, Song Wu Xiao's previous life was Song Gui Fei, and he has seen bloody scenes. Soon she calmed down.

She straightened her waistplate and showed off her most elegant side in front of the reporter.

“Mrs. Gu, can you explain the webcast video? ”

“Mrs. Gu, what's going on with you and Mugu? ”

“Mrs. Gu, I heard you used to climb into Gu's bed to force him to marry you and then hook ~ up with his good brother, Master Mugu? ”

“Mrs. Gu, do you still agree that you work for the Gu Clan? ”

……

Journalists' problems, racing and panicking, like machine gun sweeps, pop and pop.

Song's worry-free look was faint, his mouth smiled, and he looked at them calmly and comfortably.

Her eyes swept slowly on everyone on the scene with a sharp tint of sharpness.

In the face of their sluggish problems, Song did not vomit a word.

Journalists on the scene, almost everyone is asking questions.

But gradually, the sound subsided.

Because when they saw the shallow smile of Song's worry-free mouth, and the sharp and faint gaze, they didn't know why, so they were stopped by her aura.

Soon they all stopped breathing and looked slightly nervously at Song.

Song Li's worried gaze slowly glanced at them and then smiled brightly: "Do you say Gu Shaojun is handsome or Master Mugu is handsome? ”