Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Seeing Gu Qiang look at the reporters, her heart mentioned her voice eyes.

Song Li raised his chin and looked towards her.

Seeing her face looked nervously at Gu Zheng, Song Wuxi hooked her lips and smiled slightly.

Song Jiuyue shook his eyes and his gaze shifted from Gu Jiuyue's face to Song's worry-free face.

Seeing Song look at himself with no worries, Song Jiuyue's heart “roared”.

She grabbed her fist nervously, her face converging nervously, and looked arrogantly at Song Li.

She was arrogant and could never confess to losing in front of Song.

Even if Gu Shao doesn't tell us who the woman on the video is, and Song says she can't show a little fear in front of Song Feng.

Song Jiuyue also looked at Song Jiuyue for a moment and then coldly retracted his gaze.

She looks at Gu Xiao. Will he tell the truth?

Until the journalists had asked questions and quietly looked at them coldly: "Do you know what the right to privacy, the right to reputation is? ”

“ …… ”

“What right do you have for me to betray someone else's right to privacy? ”

“…” such a hegemonic word.

Song Jiuyue heard that, nervously held his fist, relaxed and in a happy mood.

She knew that Gu Shao would not be passionate about her.

Song no worries slightly frowned, clear eyes, swept past the light.

“Hiss--”

Just as the reporters hesitated to continue questioning Gu Jiao, suddenly a staggering brake sounded.

Sudden voices instantly gather the eyes of all.

A very windy Pagani sports car parked in front of the Gu family building.

Seeing such a luxurious sports car, everyone's eyes lit up at the venue, except Gu Xiao and Song.

This sports car, at least $30 million, right?

People who can afford this kind of car are rich or expensive!

The door opens and a tall figure appears.

Men's beige casual pants, white shiny leather shoes, a limited edition white t-shirt this year.

The style was simple, but he wore it differently.

A gentle breeze blew past him, and he danced lightly, and the sun was handsome.

The man leaned against the body of the car and whistled forward with a hint of stupidity.

In the bright sunshine, he looked handsome and evil, with peach blossoms carrying current, so that the woman present could not help but move her heart and be fascinated by him.

He frowned and looked at him calmly.

“Master Mugu!” A journalist took the lead in returning to God and shouting.

After he shouted, everyone was a spiritual, carrying the camera and rushing up to surround Pastoral Ancient.

“Young Master Pastoral, is it really you in the video?” The journalist's question came out raggedly again.

“Yes." Pastoral admitted, stunned the journalists.

Reporter: "What about the woman you're with? ”

Pastoral demons smiled: “Of course it won't be Mrs. Gu's Song. ”

Reporter: "Who's that? Can you tell? ”

Pastoral hooked his lips and smiled: "Sure. ”

“Buzz -” Song Jiuyue's head suddenly exploded.

She looked nervously at Pastoral Ancient, slightly white in the face.

The reporters' eyes lit up and asked, “Who is it? ”

“You're stupid, you don't know right and wrong.” Pastoral coldness emerged.

“ …… ”

Journalists face to face. What's going on?

“The woman in the video is tall and full, or curly hair on her shoulders. Look at Mrs. Gu's body, like bean sprouts, hair grows up to her ass, obviously it's not the same person. ”