Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Pinggu, a place filled with more fairies than any other source of peaches.

When she was confined to the Cold House, he told her once that if she wanted, he would take her and hide in the Valley of Aping.

There, they can live as simple and simple as the civilians of the Aping Valley.

Besides, Oriental Xuan will not find...

She refused, and he knew that there was only Oriental Xuan in her heart.

Even if he was beaten to the Cold Palace, he was willing to live a cold and clean life, a terrible and miserable life.

Now, she mentions Pinggu...

Mugu looked deeply at Song Wuxi, and his handsome face swept over helplessly. "No worries, we can't go to Pinggu. ”

“Pastoral...” Song did not worry about pulling hard, Pastoral leaned forward, closer to her.

The unique smell on her nose.

Pastoral hearts, swinging, ripples.

Song Li raised his red tongue face, smiled and said drunkenly: “If we want to go, we can go... you let him go... you let him go... don't imprison him, okay...? ”

“No worries, I did not imprison Ah-jung.” Pastoral is not a fool, he won't admit it so easily.

“You can fool them, you can't fool me, actually... I know you...”

“ …… ”

“Your feelings for Aaron are true, you're like brothers. I promise, as long as you let him go, I won't let him blame you. You defamed Gu Shi and destroyed Nanjiang Bridge... he won't even know..."

“Don't worry, don't be silly.” The bodyguard behind the herd gave an eye.

The bodyguard behind him would like to take out the listening device, walk to Song's worry-free side and sweep around her.

From head to foot, from foot to tail.

Song looked at the man with no worries: “I'm not getting on the plane. What are you sweeping for? ”

Fumiku couldn't help laughing. She's a lovely woman.

He glanced at the bodyguard and the bodyguard shook his head, indicating that Song had no bug on his body.

“You're drunk, give me your phone, and I'll have Liu Zhiming pick you up.” Mugu took Song's worry-free hand and grabbed his shirt.

“Cell phone?” Song Li touched himself with his hands. “Hey, where's my cell phone? ”

Pastoral: …

“Left in a taxi?” Song's worry-free face is surprising and uncertain.

Pastoral guards gave a look. The guards would like to take out their cell phones and dial Song's worry-free phone number.

“Sir, shut it down. Looks like it really landed in a taxi. Someone took it.” The bodyguard took the line and said to Pastoral.

Pastoral frowned and looked at Song Li: “What else is there besides a cell phone? ”

“Bag... looks like a bag...” Song has no worries and frowns. It looks like it hurts a lot.

Mugu laughed helplessly, “You can leave your bag by taxi, how did you pay? ”

“I don't know... I forgot... Seo Jing gave it to me, it seems like a taxi... I forgot...”

“You're drunk and out of your mind. ”

“I didn't drink, Pastoral, I didn't.” Song looked at Pastoral Ancient with no worries: “How long are you going to keep him? Three or five years? ”

“…” Pastoral lips tight, not answering.

“Okay, you turn it off, I'll wait as long as you keep it, you hold it for five years, I'll wait for you for five years, you hold it for the rest of your life, I'll wait for you for the rest of my life...” Song Wushu Pastor Gu Soft smiled: “So, you won't come with me to Pinggu. ”

Pastoral Lips: “How do we get to Pinggu Valley? ”