Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“Hahaha... hahaha...” Suddenly, the man in prison laughed, laughing with a sad cold.

“I said, would you believe that?” The laughter stopped, and the man in prison looked cold at the man in the gown.

“Did you really have an affair with her? ”

“Oriental Xuan, you are pathetic! ”

“Bold!” The man known as Oriental Xuan shook his hand and strangled the man's throat: “I see that you will spare your dying for being born with me, but you treat me like this? ”

“You promised to seal her after, and the daughter of the enemy after. You promised to love her for a lifetime, but you disbelieved her. You're pathetic. Who's pathetic? Not only are you pathetic, but you hate it! Dong Fang Xuan, I hate you on her behalf! You'd better kill me, or I'll get out alive and I'll smash you to pieces!” The man in the jail was distorted by five officials, and even though his face was sore, he could still see his fortitude and handsome.

Oriental Xuanqi: “If you do not communicate, what is wrong with Faithful's handkerchief? How did you get your belt on her couch? ”

“Why do you ask so many questions? I said, do you believe me? You don't believe me. Why don't you? Dong Fang Xuan, it's useless to ask so much now. Kill me! ”

Oriental Xuan was even more angry when he heard: “I will not kill you, I will kill her too! ”

“Ha-ha-ha...” The man in the jail laughed again, pulling the chain in his hand and making a clanging noise.

The sound of a tinkling disk, and the laughter of a man in a jail, echoed in heaven, forming a long-lasting mourning, like a grieving howl--

“Worry-free?” Pastoral Ancient came to the ward and saw Song Fearless lying asleep in front of the bed, tear marks in the corner of his eyes, his heart, slightly heavy.

He patted her on the shoulder gently and screamed at her softly.

“ …… ”

Seeing her unresponsive, Pastoral patted her shoulder again, "No worries? ”

“Ah?” Song Li suddenly stood up in shock. Since then, Gu Xiao has woken up and looked at Gu Xiao with complete surprise.

Gu Zheng closed his eyes, long eyelashes, thin lips tight, no signs of waking up at all.

Song's worry-free heart, like a sudden fall from heaven to hell, felt heavily disappointed, making her eyes reddened.

The afterglow of the corner of her eyes swept to the legs standing beside her. She laughed bitterly. It was Mughu who called her, not Gu Zheng...

“Don't worry, if you're tired, why don't you go to bed?” Pastoral asked painfully.

Gu Zheng is staying in the VIP Suite Ward, one room and two rooms.

Song Fengxiao smiled softly, smiling with concern and concern for Gu Xiao, "I want to be with Xiao, I want him to know that I am with him every minute. ”

Pastoral eyes are deep and complex: "Ah-ju wakes up and will blame you if he sees you like this. ”

Song did not worry and smiled happily. He looked at Gu Zheng's handsome face with anger. “I want him to blame me. He hasn't blamed me in a long time. ”

In the meantime, he's spoiled her too much to tolerate anything.

It's good to blame her once in a while, scold her.

Even if Mugu worried about Song no longer, his feelings for her were not obvious.

“There is soup at the dining table, Sister Song cooked it, I'm here to accompany you to drink. Xu Jing and Ma Xin made desserts together. I brought them with me. You need to eat as much as you want.” She hasn't eaten well for two days, she hasn't slept well, and she doesn't know how tired she is.

“ …… ”

Pastoral saw her unable to get up, and said: “You are overcharging your health. If you encounter Cheng Wan more, you will not be able to beat her enough. ”