Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Gu Zheng glanced deeply at Song Non Xiao and his thin lips moved slightly.

There seems to be something to say, eventually, or nothing.

He sat there silently, watching her chatter with the shepherd.

He spent about half an hour in Pastoral Ward before sending Song back to his ranch.

After the two of them got in the car, Gu Jiao did not start the car immediately.

He flanked himself with his elbows on the back of the chair and was lazy.

He looked at her with a smile. “Why don't you come back with me? ”

“I came to the ranch to exercise. ”

“And then the snake bit me. ”

Song's worry-free, beautiful face swept past the embarrassment, "Who knew there would be snakes on the ranch? ”

“Can't you work out in the villa, or in the gym?” Gu Qiang slightly squinted his eyes.

Song looked at him frankly and waves of light flowed, "Those places, no horses, no arrows. ”

Gu Zheng's narrow, dark eyes looked at her in the shadows: "You love horses and arrows. ”

Song did not worry, “I find it interesting. ”

Gu Zheng leaned over, raised his head and gently squeezed her chin.

Song Min shrunk, frowned slightly, looked at him in the dark, with questions in his eyes, what does this guy do?

Thought he would play tricks on her like he used to, but he looked deeply at her and said, “Song Li, there are some things, don't hide your heart, confess to me, it might be easier to live. ”

Song was not worried, his eyes were clear, and he passed by a surprise.

Did he know something?

Song's worried gaze was a little dodgy, “I don't have anything to hide from you, you think too much. ”

Gu Zheng glanced deeply: “I hope I want to think more. ”

……

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The next day, Gu Zheng returned to M City and left Ad behind.

Song Wuoxiao brought Xu Jingliang's porridge to Pastoral Ward.

Ancient pastoralists lying on their beds playing with their phones saw her, her eyes lit up and her eyes quickly walked past a gentle smile.

“Hasn't Makoto come?” Pastoral looked behind Song no worries.

Song Wuoxiao put the porridge down and sat in front of the bed. “Next week is Cheng Junhua's birthday. She was asked by Mrs. Yale to pick a gift together. ”

“Oh.” Pastoral suddenly had a heartbeat like thunder, "Ahju went back? ”

“Well, the company has a very important project for him to come in person. ”

Pastoral put his phone away and sat up, "I eat porridge. ”

“Pastoral.” Song looked at him without concern and stopped talking.

Pastoral grabbed the porridge for a moment, as if she knew she was going to ask him, her heart was a little tight.

He looked at it, his face was full of handsome sunshine, "huh? ”

Sung's worried eyes glistened and looked directly into Pastoral's eyes, “Who are you? ”

That's the question she's been thinking about last night.

I thought I didn't see him paint it, but... she couldn't help it.

Or, Gu Xuan is right, say what's in your heart and you won't live so depressed.

“I am Pastor Ancient, the eldest son of the Pastor, a good brother of Ari.” Pastoral pair of hangmen.

“Are you Oriental Xuan or Song Jiaxi?” Song has no worries.

Mugu listened, trembled, his heart was grabbed by one hand, and his chest was bored for a moment.

“I'm Pastoral.” Mugu looked up and looked at Song Li Xiao in a funny way, "you don't know me anymore, do you? ”

Seeing him hide intentionally, Song's worry-free heart slowly sank.

She thought she'd speak voluntarily and he'd confess to her--