Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“Don't worry, it's not that I don't want to. If I do, will he spare me? ”

“So what do you want? Kill him? ”

“Do you agree?” Pastoral eyes were a little cold.

“Bullshit, he's my husband. Would I agree to you killing him? He's still your buddy. ”

“No, he's not my brother, he's my enemy, he's always been.” Previous life is, and this life is.

“You're a bad guy...” Song's worry-free eyes are red and his face is full of pain: “You are such a bad guy, hurting Gu Shi, imprisoning Ao, destroying Nanjiang Bridge... You do so many bad things, you big bad guy. ”

Song Wuxi went to beat Pastoral Ancient.

Pastoral grabbed her two little fists with a laugh, "Okay, no worries, you're like a wildcat. ”

He can't stand it. Men love wildcats.

“Headache... headache...” Song has no worries and frowns, his face is full of pain.

“You can't drink with your body. Why don't you take care of yourself?” Pastoral brow picking, blaming.

“Oh... how can I love myself if I'm not here? ”

“You still have Po without Po. ”

Hearing Xiaobao, Song was not worried. She looked at Pastoral Ancient in the dark: “You... would you kidnap Xiaobao? ”

Mugu Weiwei: “What am I doing kidnapping Bao? ”

“She is the daughter of Aaron. ”

“No worries, I'm not ruthless at this point. Well, I'll take you back.” Pastoral lifted her up.

“I'll do it myself, not you.” Not to be caught in the press, but to say she's "out of the wall” again.

Pastoral didn't follow her and helped her get out of the bar.

“Pastor, don't kill him, don't kill him...” Song looks at Pastor with no worries: “If you kill him... this will hate you for the rest of your life...”

Seeing her like this, Pastoral was a little intolerant, and he laughed, "Okay, I'm not going to kill him. ”

“And don't starve him. Give him food. ”

The corner of Pastoral Mouth rose, revealing a deep sense, making people laugh incomprehensibly: "I give him food every day. ”

“Did you lock him up on the ranch? Occasionally give him horse milk wine, he loves to drink..."

“Okay, listen to you. ”

“Ouch -” Song Wanted to throw up.

Pastoral fastened her body and asked with concern: "What do you think? Want to go to the hospital? ”

“Don't... I want to go home to see Baobao..." Song Feng was worried about throwing up, his expression was very uncomfortable.

“I'll take you back. ”

Step out of the bar and get in the car in front of the door.

Pastoral sent Song Wuxi back to the estate. He only left the estate after seeing Sister Song drink a cup of antidote tea for Song Wuxi.

After leaving the estate, he lay on the couch with no worries and slowly opened his eyes.

From the Ben family next to her, she looked at her with concern: "Sister? ”

I closed my eyes for a while, and now Song is worry-free. I have some blood in my eyes, red and red.

“How about that?” Song looked at Banjianing in a hurry.

Banjia nodded with a smile: “It's all on tape and it sounds very clear. ”

Song had no worries, his eyes were cold, “Pastoral really imprisoned Ahju. ”

“Sister, you're a good actor.” Banjia preferred to look at Song Wuxi with appreciation.

Song Wubai glanced at him, “I'm really drunk and upset. ”

“Now what? Are you still upset? ”

“Drink tea that understands alcohol, it's better. ”

“Shall we go upstairs? ”

Song's worried eyes lit up: “Hmm. ”

Upstairs, Benjamin's bedroom.

Banjia would rather have a disc that hasn't been slapped yet, "Your recordings are all engraved on the disc, lest the hackers destroy them. ”