Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“So you pushed me out? ”

“It's no problem that you go to the ranch, you just go into the ranch, something else, someone will teach you how to do it. ”

Song Jiuyue: “Why should I believe you would marry me? ”

Cheng Junhua took out a recording pen: “Everything we say is in this recording pen. Done, we're engaged. ”

Song Jiuyue looked at the pen in his hand.

Cheng Junhua handed her the recording pen and smiled like a fox. "Here you go. ”

Song Jiuyue brought the pen and the pen was displayed on the recording.

She shut it down, clicked on it, and they went in and recorded it without a word.

Song Jiuyue looked at Cheng Junhua, “Are you really going to marry me? ”

Cheng Junhua was faint, “Kill Ben Jianing, I will marry you. But you know, I married you because we used each other, not because of love. ”

Song Jiuyue: “So you will invest in the Song family? ”

Cheng Junhua: “I will not only invest in the Song Clan, but I will also make Song Nam live a better life than before. ”

Song Jiuyue: “...”

Cheng Junhua looked at her arrogantly: “Is the identity of Madam Cheng's wife even more prestigious in front of Mrs. Gu? ”

Song Jiuyue's eyes flashed.

That's the title she wants, and she's going to be the First Lady of her country.

After telling the story, Cheng Junhua left first.

Song Jiuyue sat in the box, holding the pen in his hand.

Thinking that the Song Clan could be saved, Cheng Junhua would marry himself. Song Jiuyue smiled deeply.

When I came out of the box and went through a pavilion in the teahouse, I saw a scene that caught her.

There is a separate pavilion in the teahouse, each with a vintage kung fu tea table.

In front of that pavilion, Gu Xiao and Song Weiwei sat face to face.

Gu Zheng is making tea. The action of making tea is elegant and noble.

Across from him, Song Lifeless sat down with a shallow smile on his face and looked at Gu Qiang.

In Song Jiuyue's view, Song is obsessed with watching Gu Jiuyue.

After Gu Zheng cooked the tea, he poured a cup and handed it to Song Wuxi.

Song did not worry about it, took a sip.

Gu Zhuang's eyes were warm and warm and he looked at her with a light smile: "How's it taste? ”

Song nodded with no worries: “It's okay. ”

Gu Xiaoqiao frowned: “Are you okay? Very reluctant review. ”

“Not alcoholic enough. ”

“Not enough fire or not paying attention when washing tea? ”

“Neither, it's about tea and water. ”

“Tell me about it. ”

“Tea is mechanically dried, too old, and the taste of tea and green disappears. Water, which is tap water, is better if it is pure mountain spring water. ”

Gu Zheng stared at Song without worries. “You seem to have a good understanding of the culture of tea. The last time you thoroughly gave tea to Pastoral, you were very skilled in the practice. Don't worry, you haven't told me where to learn to cook tea. ”

Song looked at him with no worries, “I learned it at home, I studied it on video. ”

Gu Zheng's long, narrow, feminine eyes, deep glare, a hint of unpredictable emotion, “You've learned a lot. ”

Song Lixie took another sip of tea, his hands held on to his chin, blinked clear and bright eyes, and looked at Gu Qiang with a smile, “I said, for you to learn, will you believe it? ”

Her face, like a teenage girl's first moves, confesses to the man she likes, her face is adorable and her expression is charming.

Gu Zhuang's eyes were gentle, his perfect thin lips lifted, and he said softly: "Letter. ”