Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Gu Yu gave her a cold look, "Is it a good law for my wife?"

"But..." I am not your real wife.

Later, when it was over, Song Worry still couldn’t say it.

Gu Yu suddenly looked at her seriously: "Song is worry-free, you are my wife, you only remember this!"

Song Wu worry in the eyes of a touch of complexity, she looked at Gu Yu quietly, suddenly did not know what to say.

“Does the doctor say when he can be discharged?” She pulled the subject away.

Gu Yu lay back on the bed and looked faint. "I didn't ask."

"I will help you." Song Wushou got up.

"Don't ask." Gu Yu looked at her: "Directly help me with the discharge procedure."

Song Wu worry, surprised: "You want to leave the hospital?"

"I hate the taste of the hospital."

"You just woke up, I have been in the hospital for a few days."

"What to observe?"

"Whether you have left behind the sequelae, don't you know your concussion?"

Gu Shuguang looked deeply at Song Wushou. "Do you see me as if it left behind?"

"Like." For his question, Song Wushou is a second back, hesitating is not needed.

Gu Yan’s face sank: “I didn’t say it before? The doctor said that I didn’t leave any sequelae, thank God.”

Looking at his expression, Song Wushou couldn't help but smile. "The performance after you wake up has confirmed that you are stupid."

Gu Yu blackened his face: "You are stupid! I am going to be discharged!"

"Health is important."

"I am in a bad mood here, where is the health?"

Song Wuyou suddenly coldened his face. "At least stay a few more days, Gu Yu, if you have to leave the hospital, I will ignore you in my life."

Gu Yan raised an eyebrow and looked at her quietly. "Are you threatening me?"

Song Wu worry raised his chin, his face arrogant and provocative: "What about threatening you? I said it, don't believe you try!"

"I accept your threat, but..." The words behind it dragged on for a long time and hanged the appetite of Song Worry.

Song Wu worry slightly frown, but very patient waiting for his following.

"You have to wait for me." The look changed and became cute again.

"How do I want to serve you?" Song Wuyou asked with interest.

Gu Yan blinked, and the long and thick eyelashes were so beautiful that he was very good.

A smear passed through his dark bottom. "Give me porridge, help me bathe, sing and sing, sleep, and only call my husband."

Song had no worries, his hands were holding his chest, and he looked at him like a smile. "What else?"

"Well..." Gu Yu’s expression of thinking, like that, ah, ah, the dead of the dead.

"Enough, Gu Yu, don't you think that you are so ridiculous?"

Song Worry is really uncomfortable, and turned a blind eye. "You want the scholar to be like Ning, but also to learn like a little, serious for a while, staying cute for a while, very funny."

"You said that I am like a home?" Gu Yu raised his eyebrows, his eyes were slightly stunned, and his eyes were very narrow and deep.

Song nostalgic nodded, looking at the casual expression, but people feel very real.

"You said that I am like Jianing, you have to take care of me like taking care of Jianing." Gu Yu took the sick number.

"What are you doing?" Song looked at him with no worries, looked at him strangely, spoke and talked, what did he do?

"My wound hurts and blows for me." Gu Yu has taken off his clothes to reveal a strong and strong upper body.

Eight muscles are abdominal-uncomfortable.