Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“I have a headache.” Song did not worry slightly frowned.

“Lie down and rest.” Gu Qiu stood up and took off his coat. "I was tired of playing with Mughubi, too. ”

When I think of Pastoral Ancient, Song's worry-free heart sinks, deep in his eyes, passing through a dark color.

As she lay down, Gu Qiu asked with concern: "Do you want a quilt? ”

Song nodded worryingly, "Hmm. ”

Gu Zheng pinched her face and laughed: “It's such a hot day to cover the quilt. ”

“Cover it better if it's cold. ”

“It won't get cold.” Gu Zheng lay down beside her, reached out, held her, and smiled charmingly: “I'll hold you to sleep, you won't catch cold. ”

“You hold me like this, I'll be hot.” Song did not worry to move his body for a moment.

“Don't move.” Gu Jianxiang said, “Don't you know that the more women struggle in a man's arms, the easier it is to arouse a man's desire? ”

Song Wuxi listened, behave yourself, really dare not move again.

Gu Zheng pulled the quilt and threw it to the ground. "If you don't cover the quilt, it won't get hot. ”

“...” Who said that? He's hot, okay?

Because he held me, Song did not sleep much.

After lunch, she wasn't sleepy.

She doesn't know what to do because she thinks too much and doesn't lie in bed.

I couldn't sleep because I thought too much, my mind was so messed up, and I was hugged by Gu.

But Gu Zheng was lying beside her. She couldn't keep her eyes open.

So she closed her eyes.

But not sleepy with her, closing her eyes, thinking more.

The two paintings she saw today took turns in her head.

Eventually, her head swelled, and less than half an hour later, she left Gu Zheng's arms and sat up.

Gu Qiang opened his eyes with red silk in his eyes. He looked at her and his voice was a little dull. “You're not sleeping? ”

“Sleep no more, sleep no more at night.” Song said without concern.

Gu Zheng also sat up, “Wash your face and go downstairs. ”

“Mm-hmm." Song nodded and got out of bed.

She sat in front of the dresser and was ready to comb her hair.

Gu Qiu hurried out of bed and took the comb from her hand.

Song did not worry, looked up and looked at him in surprise: "What are you doing? ”

Gu Qiang looked at her with a smile: "Comb your hair. ”

Song looked at his head. "It doesn't matter if your hair isn't messy or combed. ”

Gu Zheng listened, his lips bent, and he shook his head cool, “Do you think I'm handsome? ”

Song didn't worry about it. He said, "Aren't I handsome? ”

“Say I'm not handsome, I don't know where the eyeballs go. ”

“Selfish. ”

“I'm confident.” Gu Qiu looked up and touched her hair, "I combed your hair. ”

Song was not worried: “Will you? ”

His cousin, Master Gu, combs women's hair?

“Who wouldn't comb your hair?” Gu Qiu began.

Caress your hair gently with one hand and comb gently with one hand.

The movement was gentle, fearful of tearing her apart, but clumsy and a little stiff.

Song did not worry to sit there and let him “torment”.

She looked in the mirror, her eyes clear, and a moment of dark sadness.

That time, by the river, far from the river, were wildflowers, big red, pink, white, yellow, all kinds of wildflowers blooming.

Butterflies dance in the bushes and bees collect powder on the petals.

By the river, it's a flushed, very smooth pebble.

Song Weiwei dressed in plain men's clothing, dressed in a long blue silk, stepped on a pebble, walked into the river to squat, bent his head, held a wooden comb and combed straight blue silk.

At this point, a familiar footstep sounds behind you.

She didn't have to look back, she knew who was coming.

She snapped her lips sweetly and watched as she reflected in the river, the shadow of the shadow, getting closer and closer.

He squatted behind her and the low voice was magnetic, "I'll wash your hair. ”

“My hair is a little messy and a little hard to comb.” Her cheeks were reddish.

“I'll comb it for you. ”

“Mmm.”

Then he took the wooden comb from her, skillfully combed her hair, washed her hair...

His moves, elegant and skilled, are hundreds of times better looking than Gu Zheng--