Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Gu Yu immediately gave him a fierce light: "Good drive!"

"..."

Ade also wanted to drive well, but his young master changed from a cold image to a good husband at home, so that he could not adapt to it.

Song Wu worry was very moved, hands clasped Gu Yu's waist, got into his arms and put his face on his chest.

"Song Haoyue knows that I am Guo and Ersheng, and Cheng Junhua definitely knows," she said sullenly.

If so, she thought that the days of peace should not be possible.

Gu Yu knows what she is thinking and says: "He doesn't dare to take you."

"I hope he can stop." Song said with no worries. She yawned, "The eyelids are heavy."

"Hey, sleep on me."

"Yeah." Song Wu worry, his body moved, his legs flat on the chair, his head resting on Gu's thigh.

"..." Gu Yu looked down and looked at her in the dark.

He let her sleep on him, saying that he was holding her, she was sleeping on her shoulder, and she did not expect that she would sleep like this.

She was resting on his thigh like this, and pressed him there.

I haven't opened the road from the village. It is very bumpy. The car is shaken and the amplitude is still very large.

Her head, his body, also swayed, her back rubbing him, let him...

Uncontrollable, there is some kind of reaction.

He really didn't mean it, it really can't be controlled.

After the reaction, her head swayed with the bumps of the car, causing him to swell and hurt.

But he was reluctant to pull her up, this feeling, very comfortable, with a comfortable and comfortable.

Song Worry is really tired, and when his eyes are closed, he falls asleep.

But she slept lightly, and there was something in her back pocket that was against her, which was hot and made her very uncomfortable.

She looked up and lay down again and said, "Gu Yu, take your hand away!"

She is all sleepy, can't she let her sleep well?

"Hey--" Suddenly tapping, Gu Yu took a breath.

There, it is more exciting and more painful.

Hearing his sighing voice, Ade turned his head and glanced at him.

Seeing his deep eyes, wanting dissatisfaction, and then looking at Song Worry lying on his lap, he quickly lifted the spirit: "Young Master, I accelerate!"

Song Wuxi opened his eyes and looked at Gu Yu with a puzzled look. What did he "squat"?

When I heard Ade’s words, I looked at Gu Yu with a slight nervousness: “Are you uncomfortable? Is it hurt?”

Say, sit up.

The head just lifted, the wheel smashed through a pit, the car suddenly swayed, her head was unstable, and she lay down heavily.

Gu Yu took another breath, which hit him and he was about to spurt.

This collision, Song Wuzhe later found out that she just beat the hand of Gu Yu, but his ... third leg!

Song Wuzhe seems to have been shocked by his own thoughts and hurry to sit up.

Looked at the position of his black trousers, like a parachute, his cheeks, red.

"This..." Looking at such a hot place, Song Wushou was a bit dumbfounded.

Gu Yu swallowed his throat and his voice was soaked. "You are getting angry."

"I just pressed it." This is irritating?

Should it be so easy to wake up?

"It's just that, my wife, you pressure, it makes me very uncomfortable." Gu Shuguang is deep, like a whirlpool.

"You react too fast." Song looked worried and stared blankly at him.