Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Mobson looked at Gu Xiao, “Are you her husband? ”

Gu Jiao nodded: “Yes! ”

Mobson sideways, “She's in there. ”

“Thank you!” Gu Zheng stepped straight into the room behind him in front of Mobson.

After Mobson went out, the sore Song returned to sit in front of the bed.

She was wondering if Gu Xiao would come here?

She looked down at her red ~ naked feet and remembered that she had a pair of shoes in the woods.

I wonder if he thought she was killed when he saw her missing a pair of shoes and the pieces of clothes left by Song Yue Yue.

Stupid!

Song Fuxiao suddenly realized why she was so stupid!

Ask for a phone call from Mobson and contact Gu Xiao!

Tell him she's not dead. She's alive!

She got up so hard, she was gonna go out and get Mobson's phone.

Together, she saw a man rush in.

“Gu...”

“Song no worries!” Gu huddled her tightly.

Her little body held him tightly in her arms and rubbed her into her own blood bones, all her life.

His arms, shaking, his heart, beating violently.

“You scared the shit out of me!” Gu Qiu drinks low and says excitedly: "Damn, you don't know how scared I am! ”

“I'm sorry.” Song held his waist tightly and buried his face deep in his chest: “Ahju, I'm sorry, I worried you. ”

“Don't worry, for the first time in your life you're so scared, afraid you'll leave me, afraid you'll never show up again! ”

“I'm sorry. ”

“You woman!” Gu Qiang lifted her face with his hands and kissed her with a smile.

The kiss, with the agitation of losing and recovering, with the agitation of robbery and later life, kissed in a hurry.

Suck hard, bite hard, kiss Song worry-free lip pain.

He plundered her breath until she had respiratory disturbances and was paralyzed.

But her hands held her face harder, almost squashing her face.

He bowed down, his pupils wide open, as if to suck her into his eyes and look straight at her: “Seeing that paralyzed blood, I was afraid my breathing was going to stop! ”

Song's worry-free eyes were dim, "that was Song Jiuyue. ”

“I pushed her down. ”

“I know, she said. ”

Gu Zheng raised his eyebrows: “She didn't die? ”

Song couldn't help but laugh when he thought of them hanging from trees.

But thinking about the scene of Song Jiuyue's murder, her chest was bored and she was in a heavy mood.

She looked at Gu Qiu, “We were lucky not to smash it. There was a big tree just beneath us, and the branches held us together. ”

“Stupid woman, lucky for you, not you! ”

Song was not worried and mumbled, "Yes, I was lucky. ”

She's very lucky to die, to die, to come to the world and be spoiled by a man.

Gu Zheng saw the bloodstains on her arm. There were many fine scars. She looked at her painfully and nervously, "Is there a serious injury? ”

“No.”

“It's so cold, how can you step barefoot on a wooden floor?” Gu Zheng lifted her up and let her legs wrap around her waist. He held her hips ~ with his hands.

“Neither is the carpet.” Gu said in disgruntled dissatisfaction.

Song Fengxiao caught the man's neck with his hands, and Yingying smiled: "They have saved my life so well, you still dislike it. ”