Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Song did not worry for a moment.

At this point, there was a traffic cop's car “DiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDi" coming this way.

Sound from far to close, from small to loud.

She said helplessly: "It's the traffic police car, not the horseshoe. ”

Song Wuoxiao, take his hands off and check his head.

Apparently, his head was intact and unharmed.

“Does it hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital?” Song did not worry about seeing each other's eyes closed, eyebrows tight, some worries.

If he hadn't blocked herself with her body, she'd have hit the windshield, just like him.

Gu Zheng opened his eyes, his eyes seemed to be covered with a light green mist, so deep that no one could see the bottom.

He looked at Song with no worries and frowned: “Woman, you brake the throttle! ”

Why people panic always makes such fatal mistakes.

Song is a little embarrassed.

Gu Qiang asked: “Are you all right? ”

Song did not worry about shaking his head: “I'm fine. ”

The traffic police convoy was already parked on the side of the road, and a uniformed traffic officer came knocking on their windows.

“Get out of the car.” Gu Zheng's head is less of a shock.

Song did not worry about getting out of the car before realizing that many gourd eaters had stopped to watch the noise.

The crowd took a breath when they got out of the car.

Man, woman, beautiful, so young!

Okay, look at them. They're clean, no blood stains, they shouldn't be hurt.

Gu Jiao and the traffic police spoke to each other.

Song Wuxi stood in front of the car and looked at him.

He stood there straight, talking to the traffic cop, the sun shining on him, and suddenly he thought he was handsome...

After the conversation, Gu Zheng stuck his hand in his trouser pocket and walked towards Song Wuxi.

“Let's go.” He held Song's worry-free hand.

Song has no doubt: “Where are you going? ”

“Go buy a car. ”

“Well..." Song Li looked at the car she hit, the car head was damaged, the windshield was also cracked, she was a little guilty, she crashed another luxury car.

“Ad will be here shortly to tow the car and fix it.” Rather than fix it, it's more like scrap, to take care of the personality of the crashed car, never fix it.

“You can drive if you fix it. Do you need to go buy a car?” Rich people are so different.

And the garage of the villa, there are millions or even tens of millions of cars.

“Buy you a manual wave.” Manual waves reduce the risk of using the brake as a throttle when panicking.

“ …… ”

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Pastoralism was in a good mood and returned to the ranch with joy, she and Pastoralism's ancient little Ocean House.

“Brother -” I didn't see Pastoral Ancient in the living room, Pastoral heart shouted.

Didn't hear anyone respond to her, she smiled: "Should be in the room. ”

She jumped upstairs and entered the Ancient Pastoral Room.

Ancient Pastoral hands lay on pillows on their heads, lying on their backs on the bed ~.

Pastoral Heart hasn't come in yet, she knows it's her when she hears footsteps.

He turned his head and looked at the sunny shepherd's heart. "Don't you want to go with your brother? ”

“He's going back to the army.” Pastor walked over happily and handed him the pink delicate little box in his hand.

Pastoral looked at the box with confusion: "Do I have any more gifts? ”

“My worry-free sister asked me to bring it to you. ”

As soon as I heard it was given by Song, Pastoral sat up and robbed the box in Pastoral Heart's hand.

Makoto was stunned by his sudden behavior. She looked at Makoto with suspicion. Should he react so much?

Pastoral quickly opened the box and the beautiful peach blossom eyes swept past disappointment.

In the box, lying neatly in a pad, he wiped her tears as he looked at the operating room.