Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Gu Zheng's sophisticated five officials tightened, biting his teeth: "You bastard! ”

Unpleasant conversation with Pastor Gu, Gu Zheng left the Dragon Palace with a lot of anger.

Pastoral sits on a chair and looks cold. Likewise, he is also full of anger.

He feels that Gu Xiao should not mind his own business.

If the outsiders knew he was in charge of him, wouldn't he be the president?

Actually, he doesn't care if he can be president or not.

Instead, he is already the president, and Gu Xiao should not worry about him.

He never cared about him like that on the ranch before.

When he becomes president, he starts to care, don't you think it's all his fault that he can be president, he has to listen to everything?

This is boring!

Wasn't it normal for the two countries to have had a war?

Besides, it's State L attacking State B, not State K attacking State B!

Pastoral ancient smoked a lot of cigarettes over and over again to calm the anger in his chest. This dead asshole really cares!

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By the time Gu Zheng returned to the manor, Huang Ling had already returned.

After dinner with Song, he went back to the bedroom to take a bath.

After the bath, Song Wuxi has put Xiaobao to sleep.

Xiaobao sleeps in a room with them and Gu Qiang orders a very comfortable crib for Xiaobao.

This cot is pushy and sleeps all five years old.

Gu Zheng was wearing a bath towel under his body. When he came out of the bathroom, he saw Song Feng standing in front of the crib, bending over and gently making a quilt for his little treasure.

Gu Zheng walked over, holding her with one hand behind her back, placed it on her belly, and covered her hips with one hand.

A little enthusiasm, surrounding the whole back.

Men's strong hormones are spreading.

Song Feng turned around and smiled shyly: “I haven't bathed yet. ”

“Sister Song said you taught Huang Ling to swim this afternoon. Swim up and don't wash? ”

“It's been two hours. ”

“I don't dislike it.” Gu Qiu bowed his head and smelled it in her neck. “I like the smell of you. Don't wash it, it smells like shower gel. ”

“You don't seem happy today?” When I ate, Song Feng noticed.

Gu Qiu's voice was low, “I'm not happy, so you have to fool me. ”

“You're not a baby, but someone this big? Can you tell me why you're upset? ”

“You made me happy, I said. ”

Song Wuoxiao held his face and said softly to Bao: “Dabao, what's wrong with you? Tell me, huh? ”

“Honey, do you know how tempting you are?” Gu Qiang looked at her tender, reddish lips and said.

Song did not worry and blinked. He looked naive. “Don't I seduce you every moment, no matter what? ”

Gu Zheng's eyes were burning: “You look like this, especially seducing me. Especially here...”

Gu Zhuang bowed his head and pecked Song's worry-free lips.

Song's worry-free face, pink and pink, shy as a teenage girl.

She blinked gently, her curved eyelashes like ink fans, moving gently.

Gu Qiang kissed her eyebrows, "It tastes so good. Honey, kiss me, okay? ”

Song Li smiled softly, lifted his hands, grabbed Gu Zheng's neck, and slowly sent his own kiss.

Her kiss, imprinted on his thin, cool lips, was then gently bitten naughty.

Her move made Gu Zheng react immediately, making her feel uncomfortable.