Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Shepherd Gu Tao looked at her with a smile: "You are very polite. Haoyue, the talent you designed, I am more and more impressed. This work, let me shine."

Song Yiyue smiled indifferently. "You have won the prize and only got the third place."

She couldn't get the champion. Her mood was not good. Now she sees that Gu Yu is so worried about Song, she is in a worse mood, and her smile on her face is almost impossible to hang.

Maku said again: "Thousands of works are participating, you can take the third place, which is quite remarkable."

"It’s really amazing to be able to win the championship." Song Yuyue said.

"You have won the championship for two consecutive years. Let this year be cool for others, and you will get it next year."

"Yeah, big sister, don't be discouraged."

Song Yongmei said: "There are very few talented women like you. You should not always be unhappy because you can't win the championship. Although you are in the third place, it is better than some people."

"Auntie, don't you know who the champion is?" Mugu said to Gu Yu: "From the TV, the champion's skirt is really beautiful. I want to find her to help her husband to make a skirt."

Gu Yu looked at Song without worry, "I don't know."

Song Wushou also looked up and looked at him.

She ran into his dark, deep eyes, and as soon as she saw a hint of tenderness from his eyes.

Song Wu worry slightly frown, she will not be wrong?

Shemu was somewhat disappointed. "I thought you knew it. I tried to find the contact with the other party, but I couldn't find it. It was too secret."

Song Wu worry looked at the pastoral, of course, secret, An Changgong did a lot of hands and feet behind his back.

Later, Gu Yu knew, and he also helped her to ruin some clues.

"I remember that next month is the birthday of the animal husbandry. Do you want to send a skirt to the pastoral heart?" Song Haoyue asked.

Mugo nodded: "Yeah."

Song Haoyue smiled: "Would you like to design a set for her?"

When she was listening to her, her eyes lit up: "Would you like to be like a champion?"

Song Yiyue: "It can't be completely like, probably no problem."

Mugo: "That's great. After she saw the live broadcast, she was arguing."

"Muslim is your sister?" Song asked without worry.

Mugo nodded: "Well, my sister is dependent on each other."

It is also his life, his favorite sister.

Song has no worries, "How is she not in the pasture?"

"She is going to college." Gu, who answered her, was Gu.

"Oh..." Song nodded and nodded, thoughtful.

......

After eating the meat and drinking a lot of kumiss, Song was not satisfied.

When she returned to the house to rest, Song was in trouble. She had to live in a room with Gu Yu tonight.

The two-storey Xiaoyang Building actually has extra rooms.

But this is not the villa of Gu Yu, if Song Yuyue and Song Yongmei know that they usually sleep in separate rooms, they still don't know what they think.

Moreover, Gu Yu insisted on living in a room with her.

I didn't think of anything, but when I really faced it, I knew how much... uncomfortable!

Gu Yu has already showered, his upper body is bare, and a white bath towel is attached to his lower body.

Strong chest, body shape, sexual muscles, slender legs, delicate face...

Every part of him is full of temptation.

The small room was full of his breath, watching him only wear the body of the bath towel, Song Wushou could not help but blush.

Sitting in front of the bed, when he came in, he squinted his eyes and did not look at him.