Song Yu looked at her arrogant appearance, the corners of her mouth slowly hooked, even a faint smile hung on her eyebrows, and her slender and white fingertips were put on her mouth and coughed gently. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info look at it like this, probably there is still hope! He thought......

The wick of the candle hidden in the lamp of Changxin Palace flickered, and Gu Qing and Song Yan came out of nowhere. Looking at the two people who were facing each other and couldn't enjoy each other, Gu Qing raised his thick eyebrows and cleared his throat.

The wandering, quiet air was broken by a bang, and the two people who were silently looking at each other turned their heads in unison and looked at Gu Qing with a somewhat meaningful expression. Gu Qing shrugged innocently, his healthy wheat-colored face was full of expression, and the meaning of ridicule was obvious. That seems to mean that you are saying, you have done everything, and you don't dare to let people say it?

Song Yufeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and her gaze shifted slightly, falling on Song Yan who was watching the play on the side. She clenched her hands into fists, leaned on the dark red armrest, a playful smile on the corner of her mouth, raised her eyebrows, and her slender eyes were full of schadenfreude.

Gu Danying raised her eyelids, looking at the turbulent undercurrent between them, she felt a little surprised in her heart, she glanced at her mouth, rolled her eyes, and a fierce flame burned in her chest.

"How's the investigation going?" Song Yu's voice like flowing water came, Gu Danying stalked her neck, her ears stretched out very long, she wanted to hear the movement over there, but her movements looked funny and cute.

Song Yan's gorgeous red lips were raised, stretched out her slender fingertips, and bewitchingly brushed her chestnut and wavy curls.

"Tell you, what's in it for me?" As she spoke, she poked her head out slightly, and through Song Yuxin's tall figure, her eyes fell on Gu Danying, who was pretending to be calm and sitting cross-legged on a sandal.

Song Yu watched her movements, frowned slightly, and her face sank.

Seeing his expression become serious, Song Yan bit his lower lip unhappily, what, it's just a white-eyed wolf.

She stomped her foot, her high heels made a clicking sound, she couldn't move slowly, and her concave and convex figure wrapped in a cheongsam stood in front of Song Yu. She slowly raised her head and looked at Song Yuling's well-defined chin, she tilted her head slightly, making a look of thinking hard, and her slender fingertips poked her chin, which made Song Yu feel very underwhelmed.

"What do you think?" Song Yu lowered his eyelids, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he was in a dark way.

Song Yan's charming expression froze on his face, looking at him as if he was going to eat people, and he was clever. She frowned, her face full of resentment, and the mood of teasing him in her heart suddenly disappeared.

She waved her hand calmly, with an impatient look: "Just tell you, so ...... fierce" The last sentence lowered her voice because she was afraid, and muttered, but she didn't think about it, and was still heard by Song Yu.

"Fierce?" Song Yu nodded calmly, and suddenly, he reached out and poked Song Yan's head, and finally couldn't help but sneer: "You will suffer ...... in the future."

"You ......" The ladylike image maintained by Song Yan was shattered by Song Yu's blow, she instantly exploded, her fingertips couldn't help but tremble, and the expression on her angry face became a little distorted.

Song Yu smiled lightly and reached out to touch the top of her hair that exuded a faint fragrance to show comfort.

Hum......

Song Yan bit the corner of her mouth, forcing herself to hold back the uncontrollable smile on her face, she brushed her toes, passed through his broad shoulders, and looked at Gu Danying behind her, who was staring at Song Yu's back with a pale face.

Do you still want a daughter-in-law?

Suddenly, she actually felt that her mouse was quite harmonious.

Who told him not to give himself a good face ......? (To be continued.) )