Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“Said I had no sequelae, thank God. ”

“…” It's all like this, isn't it left with sequelae?

Is that what a normal grown man does? (Miss Song, if you think so, there will be countless protests, can't a grown man sell adoration?

“Hungry?” Song has no worries.

“I'm going to drink whiteboiled water. ”

“I'll pour it for you. ”

Song Wuxi poured him a glass of boiling water.

Gu Zheng held onto his head and sat down against the bed to drink.

He held the cup in his hands, his dark dark eyes sparkled with bright light and stared at Song without a blink.

A sip of water, a thin lip, a sip of water, a thin lip, that way, charming and handsome.

But it also gives a very cute feeling.

“Why are you looking at me so blindly?” Song has no worries.

He didn't lose his memory, he didn't forget himself, she was happy.

But to think that he was stupid because of the concussion, her heart, was not happy.

Gu Xiao, how clever, how ruthless, what an arrogant man.

Suddenly he became adorable, and it was hard to accept Song without worries.

She still likes his cool, like falcon sharp eyes.

Not the pair, with a delicate face and glittering eyes.

He's like this, she's easy to play, thinking of Ben Jianing--

“My wife is beautiful.” Speaking of beautiful words, Gu Qiang also blinked an electric eye at Song Wuxi.

Song is not worried, this man is kissing her?

“Just woke up with such sweet mouths, eating sugar in your dreams?” Song flipped his white eyes helplessly.

“Mm-hmm.” Gu Zheng glanced slightly and changed his face. He looked at Song Li Xiao with a light smile. His smiling eyes were lifted and his heart was lifted.

Song Feng pretended to be very interested and looked at him with a smile: “Who gave you sugar in your dream? ”

“You." Gu looked straight at her and glanced deep into her eyes.

“All right, drink up. ”

Gu Qiang drank several sips and placed the cup on the bedside table.

He looked at Sung Li, “I'm hurt. Are you worried about me? ”

Song was worried and stared at him. “What do you think? ”

He had trouble eating and sleeping, thinking that he had used his entire body to stop her bullets and protect her when the car exploded.

Her eyes would be red and she wanted to cry...

Not only was she afraid of him, but she was afraid that he would just leave her.

She can't imagine how she'd live without him in the world.

“I said no?” Gu Qiu lifted her hand and rubbed it.

He is now more and more fond of playing with her handles, soft, white and smooth, touching, rubbing, comfortable.

“If you say no, then no, you let go.” Song has nothing to worry about but dislike.

“Don't put it.” Gu Zheng gripped tighter and smiled at her. “I like to touch you. ”

Song Li Xiao expressed great contempt for him, and as soon as he woke up, he played hooliganism.

“Honey, say, are you worried about me?” Gu Zheng's fingers were gently paddled on Song's worried palms.

It made Song's palms itch, itching to the heart.

“Worried! Worried!” Song Wuoxiao stared at him with emotion: “So don't do this again! ”

Gu Qiu rubbed her hand hard and grinned shallowly: "If time flies back, I will do the same. ”

“What are you doing to me?” Song was worry-free and astringent. Before he went into a coma, he said, "No worries, I always liked you.

She knows that he sees her as a former Song without worry.

But... she is not the former Song Li Xiao.