Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Chapter 275: The Woman in the Picture (1)

Gu Qiu punched and Pastoral Gu was able to escape agile.

Pastoral punching, Gu Zheng can quickly dissolve.

But they could all see it, hit it, and in the back, Gu Zheng's eyes became very shady, not like the game, but like it was tearing up.

Pastoral had to guard against it. Gu Zheng made a harsh move, and he could only handle it with a harsh method.

Suddenly, Pastoral's face was punched hard.

He backed off a few steps, not yet steady, and Gu Zheng's fist waved again.

Pastoral is a smart man, knowing that Gu Zheng is exasperating emotions.

He felt his animosity when Song did not worry about why he had to tear down the fish leap dragon gate.

Looking at his fist, he was about to hit me. Pastoral's body jumped to the side and deliberately fell to the ground. He also raised his hands and surrendered: “I lost, I lost, I lost. ”

“Fight if you lose!” Gu Zheng's eyes were cold and cold.

“I surrendered.” Pastoral Express.

“Fight too! ”

“Alan, without such bullying, I'm all, oops, hey, I'm out of here! ”

In the talking room, Gu Zheng's fist came like a wind attack. Pastoral bodies rolled on the ground, avoiding Gu Zheng's attack.

And he was hiding and he was like, "Alan, I surrendered and you beat me up. What are you talking about? You're killing me. ”

Gu Zheng ignored Pastoral shouting, his fists were forced, his eyes were still very cold.

“Gu Qiu, Pastoral lost and surrendered. Do you continue to have fun alone?” Song Li Xiao despises Gu Xiao like crazy.

After listening, all the movement stopped.

He turned around and looked at Song Li with a torch.

This dead woman, is she helping Mugu?

When Song Feng touched his eyes, he frowned slightly. Is this man crazy?

“Brother Po, my brother has surrendered and you have won.” Pastoral heart raised a thumb toward Gu Zheng.

Gu Zheng turned a blind eye to her praise, but stared coldly at Song Wuxi for a few seconds before turning around and leaving in cold blood.

Everyone: “…”

What the hell is going on?

With the exception of Pastoral Ancient, everyone looked at Song without worry.

Song Min shrugged and lost his face, "He's menopausal. ”

Makoto and Seo Jing listened and couldn't help laughing.

“Young lady, the young master is still young.” Ad Reminder.

“He's unusual today.” Song said without concern.

AD: “…”

Indeed, the Young Master is unusual today, and what he has done is confusing.

“You guys play, I'll go with Po.” Ancient Pastor saw Gu Xiao go away and spoke to Song Non Xiao, then he ran off to chase Gu Xiao.

“Don't worry, I'm hungry. Shall we go back and eat?” Makoto looked at Song with no worries.

“Okay.” Song is tired too.

“Miss, I feel that Gu Xiao is angry. Aren't you going to accompany him?” Xu Jing asked.

Song Feng got up: “No, I'm tired. Go back and rest. I'll play with the arrows later. ”

This body is really useless, I'm tired from riding two laps of horses...

Going back to Xiaoyang Tower and eating some fruit, Song went upstairs without worries.

Pastoral gave her and Gu Ying's room on the second floor to the west.

Just passing Pastoral's room, a bell of delight was heard inside.

Song Feng stopped and Mugu's room door was open. She glanced inside.

Thought Pastoral was back, but nobody was in there, and the phone kept ringing.

Song did not worry about his mouth, went into Pastoral room, thinking that the phone kept ringing, wondering if there was something important to the other party. It's better to take the phone down to Makoto than it is here.

She walked straight in the direction of the sound without carefully measuring everything in it.

The phone was on the table and Song Wuxi picked it up and left.

Just turned around and a gust of wind blew in through the window.

A few pieces of paper that were bigger than the A4 paper were pressed by the phone because nothing pressed it, and it floated with the wind, and it landed on the floor.

Song has no worries, bend over and pick them up.

As soon as I saw the content on the drawing paper, Song was worried that the whole person was like a thunderbolt. He took the phone in his hand and dropped it on the ground.

Her hands trembled, her eyes wide open, her eyes torched at the woman in the painting, her brain tinnitus, her will instantly cloudy.