Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Seeing the sadness that passed through her eyes, Gu Shuguang became deep.

Heart, a little stunned.

"Itchy..." He frowned, moved his body and rubbed the quilt with his back.

Looking at him like this, Song Wushou raised his brow and looked at him with a smirk.

Gu Yu yelled at her unpleasantly: "I still don't help me?"

"Do you have no hands?"

"I am dripping!"

"You still have one hand empty."

"I am not hooked? The whole back is itchy!" Gu Yu sideways, behind the Songs.

Obviously, he wants her to tickle him.

Song Wuxi looked at the back of his tall and stalwart and smiled. "The nurse said that it must be tolerated again, it can't be scratched, the more itchy, the more itchy, the bacteria will go in, causing dermatitis is not good."

"How do you say so much? Who will let you try to scratch the skin? You can help me gently!" This time, the tone is still so overbearing.

"You can't stop itching after you have infused?" Song Worry is not helping him.

"Song has no worries, you can't talk nonsense!" It is really killing her.

"..." Song Wushou sat there, indifferent.

Gu Yu hooked the hand that had not been dripped, scratching his back.

He also deliberately made a gesture that couldn't be hooked, and saw that Song Wu couldn't help but smile.

In the place where Song Wushou could not see, when she heard her clear laughter, Gu Yudi walked through a sizzling wave.

Inside, there is a deep complexity.

Since he was discharged from the car accident, he has never heard her laughter like this -

"What are you laughing at? Laugh!" He pretended to drink low.

"Live it."

This is what I said in my mouth, but Song Worry still sits close and pulls up his clothes.

At first glance, my God, the whole back is red.

Song has no worries and frowns, and some guilty.

She knew that she would be so allergic, she would not give him a clip.

There are so many dishes in the dish, she doesn't clip it, she has to give it to him, hey, he is destined to be allergic.

They are all rashes, and Song has no fear of swearing. She uses her own palm and gently strokes on his back.

Her palm, with a hint of coolness, makes Gu Yu, who has a hot rash skin, feel very cold.

At the moment when her palm touched her, Gu’s back was stiff.

Then came the coldness of her palm, letting his brow and tightening tightly.

"Where is it?" Song asked without worry.

"The whole body is itchy." Gu Yu said quietly.

"Is it all over the body?"

"Ok."

Song has no worries, and his eyes are white.

Her hand was from back to his waist, and Gu's waist was extremely sensitive.

Her little hand moved over and he couldn't help but shudder.

An inexplicable heat flow quickly gathered in the lower abdomen.

Gu Yu's thin lips are close to the line, and Feng Yu becomes extremely deep.

"Go down." Gu Yu lowered his mouth.

down?

Song Wuyou looked at the place down.

Further down, it is his ass.

"You are pulling your belt, you can't go down."

As soon as the words fell, Gu Yu suddenly turned over and lay on his back.

Looking at the darkness of Song.

Song Wuxi looked at him. When he just wanted to ask him why, he suddenly said: "Untie it."

"What?" Song was shocked and pointed at his abdomen: "Do you let me unlock it?"

"Ok!"

"I don't understand!" What is the difference between unbuttoning his belt and taking off his pants?

"You don't understand, I solve." Gu Yu's eyes locked in Song's face, and he solved his belt with one hand.