Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“Take a bath and get some sleep.” Huang Ling is purely concerned about his body.

But when in Pastoral ears, his thoughts, they were far from those of Huang Ling.

He looked deeply at Huang Ling: "Huang Ling, I'm sorry, I want to sleep in the guest room tonight. ”

Huang Ling had long guessed that he would not sleep with himself, so her reaction was unexpectedly calm.

She blinked and looked at Pastoral Ancient: "Aren't you too frustrated to stay in the guest room? Why don't I stay in the guest room and you stay in the master bedroom. ”

Pastoral Lips: “The room and master bedroom are the same, no grievances. ”

“Pastoral, you don't have to apologize to me. Actually, I'm not ready.” Huang Ling smiled.

Ancient Pastoral listened and his deep eyes flashed.

He reached out and gently rubbed Huang Ling's head, "So that's how we get along for the time being. ”

Huang Ling smiled: “Well, it's just... if the maid knew we were sleeping in a separate room, would she say something? ”

At least, you'll look down on her and say her gossip.

Pastoral lips: “No, the maid is not allowed to enter my main building after work, and only Uncle Fu can come in to clean this bedroom. ”

Huang Ling listened and relaxed.

She picked up a book and smiled at Pastoral Ancient. “It's pretty good. Since we don't sleep in one bedroom, go back to the study. I want to read the book quietly by myself. ”

“Okay.” Pastoral admired Huang Ling's refreshment.

After Mugu went out, Huang Ling went back to the bedroom, found a set of pajamas, took a bath, and lay in bed.

This bed is so soft and comfortable to lie in.

It's just that she can't sleep all night in such a comfortable bed.

Sleepless all night like her, and Mobson, Scorpion Squad L-Nation.

Strangely, he also lost sleep tonight with his hands under his head, eyes wide open, and a deep stare at the ceiling.

His head is so cloudy, he doesn't even know what he's thinking, why he's sleepless...

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Song Wuxi took Xiaobao downstairs.

When Sister Song saw her, she smiled strangely: "Ma'am, give me Bao. Go inside for breakfast. Breakfast today, very rich. ”

“You prepare me a very rich breakfast every day. ”

“Gu Xiao prepared it today. He won't let me in the kitchen.” Sister Song held the child.

Song did not worry, Yingying smiled, gave the child to Song Sister, then she walked into the restaurant.

Gu Jiao Zheng is serving a copy to the table early.

Bacon, Beloved Egg, Hand Tear, Lily Lotus Porridge, Fruit Salad, Corn Dim...

It's nutritious enough to light up early.

“Wake up?” Gu Zheng tied the apron and brought a piece of fried noodles. When he saw Song Wuxi come in, he spoiled a smile: “Sit down and eat, my husband prepared it for you. ”

Song nodded with no worries. Sit down and look straight at Gu Xiao. “Ah Xiao, you look handsome wearing an apron. ”

“Handsome, handsome without clothes, not to mention aprons.” Gu Zheng brought her a bowl of porridge and said warmly: “Lotus porridge, nourish the stomach. ”

Song Li worried about the porridge. She smiled sweetly. “Thank you, husband. ”

After serving himself a bowl, Gu Zheng sat across from Song without worries. “Eat more, you've been a little thin lately. ”

Song Min smiled and thought of you every day.

Song Li drinks the porridge and looks at Gu Xiao. “None of them are delicious. Why don't you cook them for Song Xiao and cook them yourself? ”