Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Gu Yu frowned. "Hey, the wound is sore."

"Okay, don't install it again." Song Wushou sat down beside him.

Gu Yu put her hand on her lap.

Song was shocked and shook his legs. He didn't swear at him: "How do you want to flow?"

Gu Yu said helplessly: "I think, but the wound is not allowed."

Song Wuyou gently snorted and took a spoonful of porridge to his mouth. "Eat."

Gu Shuguang looked at her faintly, and opened her mouth to eat the porridge she had fed.

Song Wushou was embarrassed by him. She looked at him: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Gu Yu hooked his lips and smiled elegantly: "Suddenly I feel very happy."

"Of course you are happy, rich and powerful." Still so handsome.

"Song Worry, thank you."

Song looked worriedly at him: "Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for always wrapping me up and let me see you."

Song Wu worry slightly.

Gu Yu looked at her seriously: "I have a chance to find out about you."

Song Wushou bowed his head, and the clear glimpses passed a touch of complexity.

She blinked and covered the complexities of her eyes with long eyelashes.

When I lifted it again, my eyes returned to normal and I was calm.

"The little girl was beaten and died," she said faintly.

In the hospital, she did not tell him, I hope he can meditate.

Now, watching him have the energy to play with his mouth, this injury is really no problem for him.

But she is guilty again, hurts his wounds, takes care of him -

Gu Yu listened, his eyes converge, "These killers are really damn, and **** is cheaper for them."

It will actually be murder on the street, hurting so much innocence.

Thinking of the little girl dying because of herself, Song Wushou’s mood is extremely heavy.

She looked at Gu Yu, "How are you going to deal with Yang Yu?"

Gu Yu asked her: "What do you want to do?"

"...is it not killing people?" Isn't that the modern law?

"Do you want to send her to prison to shoot a gun?"

Song Wuxi said with some sadness: "The little girl looks so beautiful. When she grows up, she must be a beautiful woman."

Gu Yu looked at her deeply: "Yang Yu's return will definitely satisfy you."

Song Xiaohua smiled helplessly, and his eyes passed a sigh of relief. "My stepmother is really embarrassing to me."

If it is the original owner of the IQ, it should have been killed by Yang Yu.

When Gu Yu heard it, his heart sank.

He smiled and deliberately grabbed her thigh. "In the future, whoever is jealous of you, I will help you back."

Song Wushou moved his body and pushed his hand away, giving him a blank eye: "Speak and talk, what are you doing?"

"Oh, it hurts." Gu Yu was pushed by her, and she lay down on the sofa. The thick black eyebrows were close, and a painful look looked at Song Worry.

Song Wuxi scorned him coldly: "Pack it up."

Gu Yan’s brow was even tighter. “It’s really painful.”

"You eat it yourself." Song Wuyou put the bowl on the coffee table and left.

"Don't!" Gu Yu sat up and reached for her wrist.

"Oh..." The action was too fast, pulling the wound, and I was so painful that I took a breath.

He looked up, tightened his eyebrows, and looked deeply at Song Worry. "Hey, my wound is really painful."

"Can make such a big force catch me, you ... ah, oozing blood." A glimpse of Gu Yu's navy blue shirt with a little bit of blood stains, Song worries.