Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Gu Qiang gave Ad a nosy look, “I'm not going, can you still take me? ”

AD: “I'm worried about the young master's injuries. ”

During the rescue of Grandpa, Gu Zheng was injured and a sharp blade flew towards him like a bullet.

Luckily he was smart and flashed.

But the blade still cut his neck.

The location is dangerous, just a few millimeters away from the arteries--

When he came back, Gu Qiu handled the wound himself and did not go to the hospital.

“Nothing gets in the way.” Gu Qiu glanced at Ahde and thought about it, and said, “Go down, five hours, we're boarding. ”

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……

Huang Ling came from work at the bar to Gu Luo's estate.

Huang Ling works the night shift from 2: 00 a.m. to 9: 00 a.m.

When she arrived at the estate, Song Wuxi was waiting for her for breakfast.

Song Sister makes breakfast, can't say it's delicious.

After eating, they came to the living room to sit down and each held a pillow and chatted.

“Don't worry, I'm staying with my mom tonight. I'll be home tomorrow.” Huang Ling said.

“Well,” said Song Wuxi with a smile. “Before you arrived, Xiao sent me a WeChat saying that he was ready to board the plane and would be home in the afternoon. ”

“Oh, then I won't be staying tonight.” Huang Ling said she didn't want to be a light bulb.

“Whatever.” The Song worry-free thief smiled.

“Oops.” Huang Ling expressed dissatisfaction: “What do you mean, I don't care? You woman, can't you keep me? ”

Song looked at Huang Ling with no worries, “Why should I keep it? I never leave anyone behind. ”

Huang Ling held the pillow tightly, hummed and said, "I've decided to stay here forever as your light bulb. ”

“There are so many servants here, it's not even our light bulb. ”

“Song Wuxi, do you think I'm a servant? Hmm, I'm gonna give you three minutes off!” After that, Huang Ling lay down on the couch and buried her head in the pillow. "Don't argue with me. Don't talk to me. Tea will wake me up in the afternoon. ”

“Mm-hmm. Sleep well.” Song Wuxi took a blanket over Huang Ling and turned on the heat.

After Huang Ling slept, Song did not worry about outside activities, the winter sun in the estate, warm.

But when the wind came, I couldn't help but shake the cold.

Song Wuxi came to the archery field and shot the arrow for a while.

“Drive - Drive -”

Behind him came the sound of Benjamin, accompanied by the sound of horseshoes.

Song Wuxi turned around and saw Ban Jianing in a long trench coat, riding Gu Zheng's black, rushing towards her.

Zema's him, very handsome.

Behind the sun, for a moment, Song did not worry, Song Jiaxi came.

The smart, steady brother came to her.

“Appeal -” Banjia preferred to tighten the reins and the horse stopped in front of Song Feng.

“Sister, I want to practice archery.” Banjia would rather jump off the horse's back, be skilled and handsome.

Because Mahjong loves riding, this guy is practicing hard and can finally control the horse.

Get on the horse, get off the horse, that move, it's exactly the same as Makoto's.

“You want to practice, too?” Song asked without worries.

The Ben family preferred to smile, “Well, Pastoral Heart will, I will, so I can play with her. ”

“Muxin now works for the Song Corporation and is the Purchasing Department Manager. ”

Ban Jia Ning picked the bow and asked with a smile: "Sister, I also went to work in the Song family, okay? ”