Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Pastoral brow picking.

Song looked at him and continued: “We've been through the past life, but why do you have to do this in this life? ”

Pastoral lips: “Because I like you, I don't drink Meng's soup, I just don't want to forget you. Don't worry, I never told you what was in my heart before, because of Po. Now that she's not here, I want you to know that I love you more than she does. ”

“And 10,000 more?” Song has no worries.

“She's not the woman I love! ”

“But she's already your woman, and she's pregnant with your flesh, isn't she? ”

Pastoral glances coldly: “If you don't mind, I can let her take the child off! ”

“No!” said Sung Li hastily. “You're not the one I love. I don't mind any of your women! ”

Pastoral cold eyes make Song worry free hair, that's his bone meat, how can he say take it off?

He doesn't love Cheng Wan, but Cheng Wan does.

Pastoral glances are gloomy: "You're breaking my heart. ”

“Mugu, so much said, I just want you to understand one thing, I love you, I will never change! ”

“ …… ”

“Even if he never came back, I always loved him, my old age, until I left the world. ”

“…” As soon as I heard her leave this world, Pastoral's heart ached.

He clutched his lips helplessly and looked at Song Li Xiao helplessly. “You woman...”

“I'm a little tired. ”

“You're still on the infusion, I'll keep you safe to sleep. ”

“…” He is, where can she sleep?

But she closed her eyes.

She closed her eyes quietly, looking like she was asleep.

Pastoral didn't make a scene, so he sat quietly and looked at her.

Time, minute by second, about fifteen minutes, and a bottle of potion was finished.

Pastoral called the nurse, and the nurse swapped a bottle of nutritional needle in her hand and told Pastoral a few words and went out.

After the nurse left, Pastoral's phone rang.

It's Uncle Fu calling.

He glanced at the call prompt, looked at the sleeping Song Li Xiao again, then got up in a gentle motion and came to the balcony.

“What is it?” he said coldly.

“Young Master, do you want to deliver food to Master Gu?” Uncle Fu did not dare to make his own claims, and he did not dare to deliver food without the permission of Pastoral Ancient.

Last night, today, Gu Xiao hasn't been delivered yet.

“Let him starve for two days, and I'll give it back to him tomorrow.” Pastoral depression lowered the sound.

“Okay.” said Uncle Fu.

“Find some women to go to the ranch. ”

“Young master, do you use it? ”

“Is that what you're supposed to ask? ”

“No, sir. I mean, if it's for Young Master, I'll find it clean. If it's not for Young Master, just look for it, okay? ”

“It's not for me. ”

“I see, sir. ”

Hang up, Pastoral returns.

Song is still asleep.

Pastoral came to the bed, bent over and called her softly: "No worries? ”

“…” Song's worry-free eyelashes don't move a bit.

Pastoral hooked her lips, lowered her head, on her lips, and kissed her gently.

This kiss, like a dragonfly with a little water so fast.

But enough to make the herding heart crash like a deer, the heart pounding violently...

“…” Song did not respond.

Pastor lifted her mouth softly, and she fell asleep, not knowing that he had kissed her--

“Sleep well.” Mugu kissed softly in front of Song's worry-free forehead again and said softly: “I went to the bathroom. ”

“ …… ”