Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

He was already trying to control it, so he didn't investigate who let the snake bite Song.

He was afraid that once the investigation was done, he would kill each other.

Now he's the president, he can't move and he kills--

Besides, why would he kill a bad guy who wanted to hurt Song?

Isn't there a lady with her?

Pastoralism is very upset, and memory of previous generations has frequently appeared recently.

Thinking of Oriental Xuan to him, to her... he was upset.

Thinking of Gu Zheng's recent attitude towards him, he seemed to see the Oriental Xuan of the X dynasty...

What annoyed him even more, and wanted to get drunk, was that Song had a worry-free premature birth, a cesarean abdomen, and suffered tremendous pain--

And she can't afford any pain.

Ancient Pastoral eyes were deeply glowing, full of sadness, and carried with them mulberries.

A sip of wine filled the living room with that sad breath.

The servant next to him, seeing his face so sad, all heartbroken.

Even drinking is so charming, so bold, these maids can't wait to come forward and get drunk with him.

A white suit, handsome as a sad prince... and he, not a prince, is an emperor.

High above, cold, and some brutal kings.

Since the last time he pushed the maid away and threw her out of the shepherd's house, no other maid dared approach him easily.

Everybody says he doesn't like women, it seems, it's true.

Pastoral drinking, while the living room, playing a sad song:

Light glasses filled with sadness.

It was the wine of forgetfulness, but the tears of soreness were swallowed.

Maybe love is really tiring for you, or love isn't perfect enough for you.

I disguised myself as a smile for who,

Nothing more than waiting for you, that millennium round.

Today I'm drunk again and sad for you again.

It's been a long time since I've loved you, but I can't take it back.

The glass is heartbroken with a hint of bitterness.

The shady love is hard to recover, so let the wine intoxicate me and make me dream again.

Tears dried, hearts greyed, and let the rain fly out of the window--

……

This song, like he's in the mood right now.

You know this man, you can't love him, you can't love him perfectly, but you have to love him.

In front of her, she had to disguise herself as a smile, but nothing else, just to keep the turn of the millennium--

Tonight, he wants to get drunk.

Try to have a good dream.

Heart, astringent, heavy, painful.

Feeling drunk, he rose and shook himself to the bed in the hallway.

“Everybody out!” Pastoral kicked all the maids out.

The maid was afraid of him like that, and he chased him out, hurrying him out.

The entrance to the living room was also closed.

Pastoral lies in bed, can't sleep.

Aren't you drunk enough to dream?

Why is that?

Why are you so drunk that you want to keep drinking?

He lay there with his eyes open and looked sadly at the luxurious ceiling.

No worries, Song no worries...

All he thinks about is Song.

“Bang--”

The entrance to the living room was heavily pushed open and then heavily closed.

Then came the intense perfume of a choking nose.

Smell this perfume, Ancient eyes, suddenly cold.

Haven't waited for him to sit up, shake in front of him, and put a demon in his face, already sitting in front of his bed.

Cheng Wan leaned back and held his hands behind his back. He sat in a charming position and lifted one leg.

She wore a long skirt that slit to her thigh. Her leg was almost splendid and attractive.

Cheng Wan looked at Pastoral Ancient and laughed: “Trapped by love? ”