Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Song Jiuyue looked directly into his eyes: “Don't you like Cheng Wan Doo? ”

Cheng Junhua's eyes were as cold as ice: “I only like women who are useful to me. ”

Song Jiuyue: “You are using us! ”

Cheng Junhua: “Otherwise, do you think the president's wife is so good? ”

“ …… ”

“You and Song Nam's lives are in my hands, you must listen to me! ”

“ …… ”

Cheng Junhua dragged her up and threw her at the desk.

Pfft. Pfft. Pfft. Pfft. Pfft.

Cheng Junhua unbuttoned the button and Song Yue looked at him in a slight panic: “What are you doing? ”

Cheng Junhua snapped his lips: “What purity are you pretending to be? Of course, it is to get you pregnant as soon as possible. Otherwise, what will you tell His Excellency? ”

After that, Cheng Junhua deceived herself...

Song Jiuyue broke the edge of the table with her hands dead. Cheng Junhua did this to her. She felt it was an insult, not love...

It hurts...

The tears in her eyes made her gaze blurred, as if to see the familiar and handsome figure that made her heart beat like thunder every time.

It's you!

Song Yiu Yue hated in his heart: Gu Yiu, it's you! You pushed me to this point! I like you so much, why did you marry that wild son of a bitch?

When I think about Song, Song Jiuyue's eyes are full of hate.

Song, one day, I'll kill you myself! We'll see! Bitch! Bitch!

“Ah Jiu--”

“Ah Jiu--”

Double disc legs, two people sitting face to face on the blanket sneezed a big sneeze together.

“Got a cold?” They all looked at each other with concern and asked in unison.

“Didn't turn on the air conditioner.” Song said without concern, "I don't even feel cold. ”

It's late autumn, but it won't cool indoors. Why do both sneeze?

Gu Qiu lowered his voice: “I miss you. ”

Song winked without worries and looked at him flashingly: "Am I not in front of you? ”

“What are you in front of me? You're in my heart.” Gu Qiu got up, "Okay, time to sit down. ”

Song Li got up too, “How's your spirit? ”

“Very good!”

“What about the wound? ”

Gu Zheng stretched his long arm and hugged his beloved woman into his arms. “It doesn't hurt. If you don't believe me, I can prove it. ”

Song Wuzhu “Your wound is healing pretty fast. ”

Gu Qiang dropped a kiss on her forehead: "Do you have a wife to caress you and dare not recover quickly? ”

He held her, his pair fell on the bed, two people on their sides, face to face, four eyes with opposite emotions.

“Song is not worried.” Gu Zheng caressed Song's fine, smooth face.

“Hmm?” Song's worry-free eyes were dark and bright, shining like black pearls, beautiful, with a sweet smile inside, staring at Gu Zheng.

“Do you like it?” Gu Zheng snapped his lips and his eyes were gorgeous.

“Like what?” Song's worry-free eyes swept past the mystery.

“Do you like the world? ”

“Like.” Just starting to feel lonely.

Now, she doesn't feel that way anymore, because, you know, she found her place.

When one does not find belonging, one feels lonely, even in a noisy world.

But if she finds a sense of belonging, even if it's just her and him, she's not afraid.

Song Li held his waist tightly and sent himself into his arms, "I increasingly like this world, because it has you. ”

Gu Zheng was very satisfied with her words, more satisfied with her behavior, the corner of her mouth bent, with a smile of spring.