"Song worry-free, know who you are, is it very reassuring? Go, go find your devil daddy. You can rest assured, I believe, soon, your silly brother will go down to find you, You are reunited together."
After that, Song Yuyue got up and pushed Song Worry to the cliff. He didn't work anymore. After a while, she was able to kill her with such a good skill.
Song Wuyou wants to struggle, but his limbs are weak and he can't struggle.
The body is getting more and more down, watching the scene of green and green under the feet, Song Worry's eyes are more dizzy.
"What medicine did you give me?" Song Wuwei asked hard.
"You don't have to know, Song is worry-free, you go to hell." Song Haoyue used all his strength to push, Song Wuzhe was like this, was pushed down.
When Song Worry fell, he was not afraid of the closeness of death.
But thinking, aunt, can we stop it?
Can we still meet each other?
Song Haoyue, you are a dead woman!
Here, the distance from the forest below is not very far. Song Yuyue chose this place because she knows that she will go down from here and will not be killed or injured.
Let Song worry, and then move, can't move, watching the beast approach, eat it bit by bit...
This picture, just think about it, she feels very excited and excited!
Looking at Song’s worries, he fell like a stone, and Song Haoyue stood there laughing.
I laughed for a while and cried...
The nail in the eye was finally solved, but... Why is she not happy at all?
Thinking of my own fame, I can't wait in the design world, thinking that Gu will not spare her.
She is not happy at all.
She laughed up and laughed, full of sadness.
The tears in the corner of the eye continued to flow out, slipping into her ears and then to the neck.
The wind is very big, blowing her hair and making her like a mad woman abandoned by the world.
I have been thinking about Song’s death, she is now dead.
Laughter tired, crying tired, Song Haoyue fell to the ground weakly.
Two men with SLRs came over and saw her look, glanced at her with a weird look, and then quickly walked away.
A hurry and anxious footsteps approached.
Song Yuyue raised his wet eyes and looked at the past.
Gu Yu’s tall and straight figure ran over, behind him, followed Ade.
She saw that he was nervous... his nervous look was so handsome and charming.
Song Yuyue was heartbroken, but unfortunately, he was not nervous for her.
He was close, and Song Haoyue raised his chin and looked up, revealing an arrogant expression.
"Song Haoyue, no worries!" Gu Yu stopped in front of her, like the emperor, looking at her condescendingly.
His body exudes a sense of oppression and his eyes are cold.
"Why should I tell you?" Song Yuyue sneered.
Ade stepped forward and grabbed her collar and said, "Tell the young master, little lady?!"
Song Haoyue did not struggle, like a ball that was not mad, softly by Ade, with his hands hanging on both sides.
She didn't look at Ade. In her eyes, Ade was just a faithful dog that Gu Yu raised, and it was not worth her to look at him.
Her gaze fell on the angry man, and smiled coldly. "If you answer my question, I will tell you where Song Worry is. If you don't answer, I won't tell her where."