Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Song Min Xiao, this bitch, has such a high talent in design!

Song Jiuyue's gaze was cold and his mouth snapped with an unintelligible smile.

She flattened the design, took out her phone, clicked on it, took three photos from different angles.

When it was done, she quickly packed the design document into the bag and heard the water coming out of the toilet. She hurried out and left the scene.

Going into the elevator, Song Jiuyue stood in the last corner.

She opened the photos she had just taken and looked at them one by one.

Such a stunning dress at a glance, how amazing would it be to make a finished product?

Propaganda stained, the colour of the dress matched beautifully, brilliant.

I had no idea that Song's worry-free entries were so amazing.

Song Jiuyue hooked her lips. From now on, this work does not belong to Song Li Yue...

……

Xu Jingben wanted to buy chicken stew soup for Song Wuxi to drink.

I met Pastoral Ancient in the hospital lobby, and Pastoral Ancient was carrying a soup box with chicken soup inside.

Xu Jing had to go back to the ward with Pastoral.

Xu Jing poured out chicken soup for Song Wuxi to drink, very tasty chicken soup.

It's a ranch chicken, fresh and delicious, Song Wuxi also fed some to Banjianing.

“Are you used to living in a hospital?” Pastoral and Song don't worry about breathing on the balcony.

Song smiled softly: “Anything else doesn't matter as long as I can accompany Jianing. ”

“Already told me.” Pastoral eyes looked warmly at Song no worries.

Song looked at him, “My relationship with Jianing? ”

Pastoral nod: “Hmm. ”

Pastoral took a small box out of his jacket pocket and handed it to Song.

Song was not surprised: “What is this? ”

“Here you go.”

“A gift? ”

“You'll see when you open it. ”

Song Wuxi took the box, opened it and the whole person was shocked.

“Hairpin?” The same hairline as love.

She looked up at Pastoral Ancient with amazement, "I gave it to Pastoral Heart, it's already Pastoral Heart. ”

Pastoral hooked his lips, smiled shallow, slender fingers, picked up the plum, and handed it to Song's worry-free eyes, "Look. ”

Song Li looked down and his brain “buzzed”. “This... this...”

Something's always happened to her calmly, and at this moment, the whole person is not calm.

The “worries” of the X dynasty were engraved on the body.

The words on it are exactly like the one given to her by Oriental Xuan.

None of Song's worries were clear. This is the one she gave to Mahshin, or the one that Oriental Xuan gave her.

She began to think that the one at the auction was her past life in the X dynasty.

When she saw it clearly, she found that there was no word "worried” in her body, and she knew it was fake.

Gu Zheng photographed and gave it to her, she never wore it because... it wasn't her one.

Now Pastoral gave her this one, engraved with the word "worried”, just like Oriental Xuan gave it.

She looked down in shock at the handkerchief, her ancient eyes rolling in shock and shocking waves, and the river fell into the sea.

Inside, the melancholy melancholy.

When Song Li looked up at him, he suddenly smiled softly, "I engraved the worried words. ”

“…” Song's worry-free heart shocked him.

“This hammer suits you better. To Makoto, it's a waste. ”

Song tries to suppress the uneven emotions without worries.

She's breathing a little, “You take Pastoral Heart, she'll blame you. ”

“Makoto was afraid of me and dared not blame me. ”

“You're pressing her as a brother. ”

Pastoral grinned, “How else could she be so good? ”