Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Looking at this painting, thinking back to the time of the previous war, Song was sad with no worries.

Her beautiful, slightly pale face filled with a sore memory.

She squatted there and remembered sadly for almost an hour.

Gu Zheng, who flushed out, returned.

When he saw her squatting there and looked down at the painting and was stunned, his anger suddenly burst out.

His long leg was just about lifted and he stopped again.

His eyes suddenly subsided, his heart suddenly snapped, the whole person shocked, standing there and watching her quietly.

She seemed to be looking at the painting, not at it.

Her eyes, her side, were filled with sadness.

This grief is different from the grief of fighting with your husband.

Nor does it seem sad that you can't be with someone because you love them.

This sorrow, Gu Zheng can't describe, seems to carry a kind of mulberry.

Gu Zheng thought of the Kanghai Mulberry--

He suddenly felt that she cared about the painting, not because it was a pastoral painting.

It's the woman in the picture.

The woman in the picture...

After a moment of deep condensation, his pupils suddenly shrunk and his eyes suddenly rolled over the mountains and fell into the sea.

Instead of bothering her, he turned around and went back to the study.

He called Pastoral.

Gu Qiu: “What happened to the two paintings that Song Wuxiang brought back? ”

Pastoral: “She said she loved it and gave it to her. ”

Gu Qiang: “Pastoral, are you hiding something from me? ”

Pastor smiled softly and wrongly said: "Ahju, I've been hiding a lot from you. I'm talking to a woman with big tits. Should I tell you about WeChat? ”

Gu Zheng glanced deeply: “Who is the woman in the picture? ”

Pastoral: “Not the woman you like anyway. ”

Gu Qiang: “Tell me! ”

Pastoral tone suddenly became very serious: "Ahju, you can't talk. ”

Gu Qiang: “Do you think I can't find out? ”

Pastoral: “If you find out, give me the answer and see if it's the same as mine. I can't tell you who she is until you find out. ”

Gu Xiao: “...”

Both of them were silent. Gu Jing suddenly asked: “How are things going with Xu Jing these past two days? ”

Mugu: “Pfft - who said I was developing with Xu Jing? ”

Gu Qiang: “At your age, it's time to get married and have children. ”

Pastoral: “I want to play for a few more years. Besides, you have to be a media clerk. No, you have to be a media clerk and find me a better woman. Xu Jing is your nanny. ”

Gu Qiu: “She is a woman. ”

Pastoral: “I'm not hungry enough to eat. It's a woman. Geez, I was just having a good chat with Big Tits, that's it, hang up. ”

Gu Xiao: “...”

After Mugu hung up the phone, he put his phone on the table and laughed.

Big tits...

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Song Li thought about it all night, figured it out.

She doesn't want to get involved with the problems of her past life.

Now that she has this body, she must live for her master.

Not only must we live well, but we must also live ourselves!

What if Gu Xiao has the look of Oriental Xuan?

Gu Zheng is Gu Zheng, Dongfang Xuan is Dongfang Xuan, they are not people of the same world at all.

Nor did he dispute who Pastoral Ancient was. After that, he was only a pastoral boy, the owner of the pasture, Gu Jiao's good brother, that was all.

Gu Qiu did not go back to bed last night, Song did not get up worried, suddenly thought of the divorce agreement, she opened the drawer.

Eh, the deal, it's gone.