Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Song has no worries and smiles: "Others still say that I am jealous and arrogant. Are you looking at me like this?"

"Not like." Shepherd shook her head.

"It’s better to personally experience it than to listen to others."

Shepherd looked at Song Wuwei with amazement: "That dress is the champion of the competition. If you sell the sales right, you will definitely make a lot of money. Why did you give me the skirt?"

Song Wuyou looked at her heart and smiled: "Because you are warm and lovely, your temperament is very close to that skirt."

"Is not right." Shepherd thought for a long time with her head, and said: "Although I did not go to the scene, but I watched the live broadcast, and repeatedly watched the replay, the model put on the skirt, it is simply the country, the wind is perfect. That model... is you!"

The animal husbandry was shocked again.

That model is better with that dress!

Compared with the suspicion of the pastoralism, Song Wuzhan performed very calmly and calmly.

She nodded and smiled: "It is me."

"God!" Shepherd said: "The rumor is really not credible!"

"Stupid girl." And Mrs. Er looked at the pastoral heart: "The rumors are certainly not credible."

Mrs. Er’s eyes looked at her husband’s eyes, and she smiled at her husband’s heart. Song Wu’s eyes were carefully looked at her eyes.

Judging from the attitude of Mrs. Er’s husband, she likes her husband.

just……

Song no worries, looked at this luxurious villa, the large living room, in addition to the maid, did not see the so-called boyfriend.

I don't know, Cheng Junguo is good about herding...

In her previous life, her sister-in-law was a devout woman.

Born in the official house of the world, but not at all difficult. After getting married with her brother, taking care of her parents, being kind to her family, everything is thoughtful.

Every time her parents meet with her, she will praise her brother for a good wife.

Song Wuyou finally saw her, she was before the cold palace, and later only heard about her condition.

When she was happy for seven months, the Song family was destroyed by the Nine, and even her family was ravaged.

At the thought of this, Song Wushou is very guilty.

It is her, she has harmed all their innocent people.

Now that she sees her husband's heart as a younger brother, Song can't help but want to be good to her. I hope she is in this world, love is happy, life is happy.

"No worries, what are you thinking about?" And Mrs. Er saw Song Wuzhe and looked at her husband's heart and couldn't help but smile.

Song Wuyou soon returned to God and smiled calmly: "The animal husbandry is very beautiful, and there is a very special temperament on the body."

Girls love to be beautiful, especially when they are praised by a woman who is better than herself, and she can’t make her heart happy.

Shepherd smiled sweetly and looked at Song Wuxi with some shame: "You don't praise me like this, I will be proud."

Mrs. Er’s wife smiled and looked at her heart’s eyes. It was all inclusive and pampered: “I saw her husband at first sight and I like her very much.”

"Auntie, I want to see you in advance to wear the cheongsam that Mrs. Gu made." Shepherd came over and kissed Mrs. Er with her relatives. The sound of the good voice was a little spoiled.

"Well, I am going to wear it for you to enjoy." Mrs. Er looked at Song Wuxiu and said: "No worries, you sit, have a cup of tea, I am advanced to change clothes."

Song Wuxi nodded: "Well, I brought a needle thread. If there are any shortages, I can change it."

Mrs. Harle laughed: "It’s a careful child."

Mrs. Seoul wore a cheongsam made by Song Worry.

The cheongsam is worn on her body and shows a unique temperament than the one wearing the perfect model.

In addition to exaggerating the pastoralism, I really don’t know how to say it.

Mrs. Er’s presence stood in front of Song’s worry-free, and Song’s eyes were bright.

Suddenly, Mrs. Er’s wife was able to control all the cheongsams.

"The young master." At this time, Mrs. Cheng’s eldest son, Cheng Junhua, returned and the servant greeted him with respect and respect.

Cheng Junhua did not squint, and the pace came in calmly.

When I saw Mrs. Er, Ling Rui’s sharp eyes lit up. “Mom, have you bought new clothes?”

It was low but with a clear voice, so Song could not help but glance at it.

Just happened, Cheng Junhua looked at her.