Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

They held each other like this for two hours.

Liu Fengfeng came to the door with the soup and saw them hugging each other. Both of them loved a happy and peaceful shallow smile on their faces.

She hurried out, stood at the door, stumbled back, and laughed hey.

My daughter and Mugu are divorced and hurt so badly by Mugu, but now she has a good man, being a mother, happy!

Liu Fengfeng bowed her head and looked at the soup jar in her hand, which she had deliberately cooked for Mobson.

He was also injured, but he cared more about Huang Ling's injuries. This future son-in-law, he was quite satisfied, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

So she changed her mind and cooked Mobson good food.

“Come back later.” Liu Fengfeng smiled and sat down in the downstairs gazebo.

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Song Wuxi didn't expect Mugu to come to the Song family to find her.

He brought her nutritious soup and fruit salad.

Song Wuxi sat at the desk and looked at the food box on the table.

A few seconds later, she looked up at the man sitting gracefully in front of her.

The man had an elegant and noble shallow smile on his face, his eyes were warm and warm, and he was a very handsome man.

But to think that he imprisoned his good brother, her husband, Song's worry-free heart, was somewhat disgusted.

But she didn't show up.

She looked at him inexplicably: "What do you mean? ”

“For you to eat.” Pastoral warmth opens.

A few days passed and M City was calm.

Pastoral thought that Song would make a difference. Unexpectedly, she seems to have forgotten about getting drunk at the bar.

She didn't even remember what she said to him.

“I had lunch.” Song did not worry to smile softly.

“Have you really eaten? Weren't you at the hospital at noon?” Pastoral said.

Song did not worry. He frowned slightly: “May I assume that you are following me? ”

“I didn't follow you. Cheng Wandou saw you at the hospital. Are you going to see Huang Ling or are you not feeling well? ”

“Look at Huang Ling. ”

“Fine, I was just scared. The doctor said she had urinary poisoning...”

When Mugu listened, his eyes were tight and his eyes looked straight at Song None of the worries: “So are you going to donate her kidneys and give her a transplant?! ”

Song is not worried. She is not finished yet. Why did he interrupt her?

Song didn't like the way he was nervous.

“Huang Ling is my only good friend. If that's true, why not?” Luckily, Huang Ling is not ill.

“I forbid it!” Pastoral eyes suddenly froze.

“I'm going to heh heh heh heh, this is my business, it's not your turn to forbid it. ”

“You're not well, you're not well. How long can you live if you donate another kidney?” It will be exhausting.

Song doesn't care: “How long can I live, according to God's orders, and... How long can I live without Yan? What does it matter? ”

“Pooh! Pooh! Is there no one else in your mind but Po? Where's Bo?... What about me?” Pastoral sentiment is a bit exciting.

“Pastoral, if you're all right, please go back to work. Besides, the doctor was suspicious, but it turned out that Huang Ling was fine besides being wounded by you!” Song spoke carelessly.

If it hadn't been for Gu Zheng in his hand, she wouldn't have been polite to him and would have blown him away.

Well... just to think, he's a powerful president now.

“What do I have to do to accept me?” Pastoral Ancient looked at Song without worry and muttered.