Chapter 297： Love my symbol

Song Wuzhan struggled hard, but her struggles seemed to anger her.

Gu Yu’s kiss is getting fierce, just like a wild wolf is biting a prey.

Song Wushou bite into the **** smell, and her heart fell into a trough at this moment.

In the end, she gave up the struggle, like a puppet, let him be arrogant.

Her non-resistance made Gu Yu go further.

His kiss, slowly moving down, moved to her neck, and then to the lock ~ bone...

Song Wu worry that he would like her at this time like a beast.

Suddenly, he stopped.

Gu Yu looked up, and the light was deep, and he looked to Song without worry.

Seeing her squinting, she looked at the front indifferently, his heart slammed.

He squatted on her and asked a question that he had been afraid of. "Song Worry, do you like animal husbandry?"

Song no worries, such as the ink fan-like eyelashes gently twitched.

The heart, like being caught by an invisible hand, was very uncomfortable.

She slowly looked at him and her eyes were deserted.

Is she the kind of woman who is swinging?

In his heart, is she so bad?

Can she not have a friend of the opposite sex?

The four words of confidante, he should not know how to write it?

"I said, I don't like it? Do you believe it?" Song Wuzhe looked directly into the other's eyes.

"I believe that if you tear the picture away, I will believe it."

"I can not do it!"

Gu Yu looked at her in danger and grinded the roots: "Do you have to be against me?"

"The person who is right with me is you!"

"I sent you the flowers, you threw it on the ground, she gave you the money, you see it as a treasure?"

Song Wuxi smiled coldly. "The painting is indeed a treasure for me."

"Damn!" Gu Yu was angry and punched in the ear of Song Wushou.

Song Wu worry only felt a gust of wind coming from the ear, and then the bed oscillated.

From this we can see that this punch has been played multiple times.

Song Wuxi looked at him without fear and fear, and his eyes were light.

Gu Yu sat up in bed irritably, glanced at Song Worry, turned and strode away.

Song Wuwei lay there and sighed deeply.

His temper is the same as that of the heartless man -

Since he became an emperor, his temper has become very big.

Just like the current temper of Gu Yu, he will be angry and his eyes will be uncertain.

Song Wuzhan swallowed his throat and sat down slowly. The messy hair couldn’t be finished. He quickly went to the balcony and picked up the picture and spread it out.

Wrinkled, crumpled.

Song Wuxi was there, bowed his head and looked at the picture quietly.

Touching the picture and seeing her paintings that she was riding in immediately, the minds of the eight years have been raging in my mind.

At that time, he and she were a double.

He cares about her life and death, but when she fights with her, she never fears death.

In a very intense war, they were all injured. He said that they would live and die.

She had a knife cut in her calf. He carried her back to the barracks and personally helped her wash her feet and wash her feet.

She asked him: "I have so many scars on my arms and feet. Will you dislike me?"

He looked up and looked at her seriously: "No! In my heart, they are not scars."

She smiled blankly: "What is that?"

His twilight flow: "Love my symbol."

If she does not love him, she will not join the army with him and suffer so much.

After she listened, she smiled shyly. At that time, she thought in her mind that as long as she could be with him, it would not matter if she had more scars on her body.