Gu Yan looked at Huang Ling and looked at Song Wushou.
The expressions of their two women were very shocked.
Gu Yu retracted his hand, the exquisite handsome face, the first time he showed a distressed look.
She abandoned Huang Ling, strode to Song Wushou, and excitedly held her hand, her eyes with an unspeakable excitement.
"No worries!"
Song was worried and the sun was stinging her eyes. She narrowed her eyes and looked at him bitterly: "It turns out that it is not important for you to come back to me."
Hearing the sound he had been eager to hear, Gu Yu was very excited, hiding in the heart of the chest ~ ~ before, leaping, fluttering -
But her words, like a knife, stabbed in his heart, making his heart more painful.
"No, no worries, you listen to me." No one knows how excited he is at this time, nor can he describe his mood at this time.
Xu Jing, who was pulled to the side by Gu Yu, looked sadly at Song Wu, "Miss..."
"Who are you?!" Huang Ling suddenly rushed forward, shocked to see Song Wushou, the voice trembled: "Why? Why your appearance..."
Is it similar to her previous appearance?
Why, Gu Yu called her Song Wushou?
Who is this woman?
Song Wushou because Huang Ling is still with her husband, she will not give a good face to Huang Ling.
She looked at Huang Ling faintly, and saw her expression surprised, full of pain, so that she had to frown her brows and looked up and down Huang Ling.
Huang Ling seems to be crying, once again asking Song without worry: "Who are you? Please tell me, who are you?"
Song is no worries, in M City, some people still don't know who she is?
Even if she doesn't know who she is, this woman will not have such a reaction when she sees her.
In the meantime, Huang Ling trembled and grabbed Gu’s arm and cried, “Gu Yu, who is she? Why... why...”
Huang Ling pointed to Song Wushou, crying with pears and rain, so painless, "she looks like me?"
Song has no worries, his heart screams, it seems that he knows what, the bottom of his eyes, has gone through a mess.
Seeing that Huang Ling’s eyes are full of shock and pain, Gu’s heart is not a taste.
Mobson just started to look at their rich expressions.
But looking at it, his smile converges.
It seems that it is not a joke atmosphere, it seems to be very awesome.
"No worries, let's go back and say." Gu Yu reached out and tried to pull up Song's hand.
Song’s worry-free eyes have always fallen on Huang Ling’s face, and he stepped back half a step, avoiding Gu’s hand.
Gu Yu raised his eyebrows, and his deep bottom was swept through a complex.
Song Wu wor avoids his hand, not because of anger, he just yelled with Huang Ling.
Instead, she was shocked by the thoughts in her heart.
If she is really...
Seeing her so painful eyes, Song Wuxi has some heartfelt feelings, in front of her face, to hurt her.
She managed to take back the video that fell on Huang Ling’s face and glanced at Gu Yu, “Go.”
Gu Yu and her left, Huang Ling stood there stiffly, tears falling down.
Xu Jing looked at her intricately, and quickly walked behind, and followed the worry of Song.
Huang Ling cried low and could not fear in her heart.
Mobson saw her alone and she was thin. She came forward and said in a relaxed tone: "They are gone, you are standing in the sun and crying, is it cool?"
Huang Ling suddenly looked up and shouted at him fiercely: "I am so upset, is it related to your dead man? Nosy!"
Although the body is not, the idea is that Huang Ling’s temper is still exposed to arrogance and rudeness.
Mobson smiled and smiled. "You are a woman... it's fun."
Huang Ling glanced at him in disgust, turned and strode away.
Thinking of Gu Yu, her heart is as painful as being drilled.
The living room is very different and very dignified.
Gu Yu, Song Wuzhe, Huang Ling, Ade, sitting on the sofa.
The door of the living room was closed, and Gu Yu refused to take Mobson away thousands of miles away.