Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

She lay beside him naked and looked at him with pride: "My first time gave to you, you will marry me! Grandpa has been waiting for us at the door, and I'm going out now to tell Grandpa that I'm already one of yours. Gu Xiao, I said to get you, I must get you, hum! ”

The face twisted by arrogance, with a little pain, looked at him with despair: "If you want to divorce me, I'll die to show you! I'm gonna cut my own pulse! Gu Xiao, I love you so much. Why? Why won't you look me in the eye? Why can't you see how good I am to you? Why won't you give me a little warmth? If you divorce me, what do you mean I'm alive? I'm dying! I'm gonna die in front of you, and I'm gonna make your conscience last forever! ”

……

These pieces make him feel that being haunted by that arrogant woman is also a happiness...

Gu Xiao's heart, a little pain appeared, she died, but he never knew...

Gu Zheng loosened his arms and held Song's worried hand, poured himself a glass of boiling water, sat back and drank several sips in a row.

Song looked at him calmly, she clearly looked, he was trying to suppress the excitement.

Seeing that he heard the real Song Feng died, his eyes swept past the pain, her heart sinked slightly.

He's not worried about Song, he's got some feelings, right?

Why else would he marry her in such a noble capacity?

And after she died, she came, her personality changed, and he loved her more and more.

Somehow, the real wife is dead, and he loves a fake wife.

“Where's her body?” Gu Qiu asked softly.

Song did not worry, his mouth pounded, “My words are not finished yet. ”

Gu Zheng raised his eyebrows, crossed his face and looked deeply at her.

Song Li raised his little face and looked at him in the dark. “Why don't you ask me who I am? ”

Gu Xiaowei passed away, as noble as a king, and looked at Song Li Xiao coldly: “So who are you? ”

Song Feng smiled and asked, “If I stand in front of you with her, who do you choose? ”

She knew that it was very emotional to ask, but she looked forward to some of his answers.

Gu Zheng looked deeply at her: “Is she really dead? ”

Song has no worries.

Gu Xuan took her hand and looked at the scar she had left from a suicide pulse cut.

“Do you remember how this scar got here?” He looked at Song with a torch.

Song looked at the scar on his wrist, “I remember. ”

“If you have to say she's dead, are you a ghost? ”

Song Li raised his eyes and looked at Gu Xiao. He actually suspected that she was a ghost?

Song Xiao smiled: “Sleeping with a ghost, is that good? ”

Gu Zheng's finger slapped at her forehead, she was a chestnut, “Do you think I'm in the mood for a joke at this time? ”

“Aren't you joking about me being a ghost?” Song had no worries about being beaten to death by his forehead.

“Say it.” Gu Zheng's face was serious.

In order for him not to be frightened, and for him to accept it well, Song Wuxi first sold Guan, “I said, very frightening, you stood still. ”

“Say it!” His patience is almost over and he can't wait to know the results.

“Actually, I am...”

“Ahhh... ahhh... ghosts! There are ghosts...! ”