My Chief Husband, Too Mensao!

As a man, relying on the blood of his own woman to maintain life, this is a great shame, but also the pain of digging heart and lungs!

If he still drinks blood, he is not a man!

"Don't you say, Lao Tzu knows what to do. You can go." Gong Jue was so sullen.

Xiahou Salsa didn't know much about the palace, didn't know what he meant by saying this, and tried to continue to persuade him: "Jiao, I love someone, I definitely hope that the old man is not right, but if she is weak, she can't be with you..."

"Go!" Gong Jue interrupted her and angered.

Xiahou Salsa shuddered and had to go outside.

Before leaving, I reluctantly looked at Gu Yu, who was unconscious.

Ye Gongzi, I don't know if it's right today, but I really hope that Sir Alex can know the truth, although I don't know what he will do after he knows the truth.

However, I swear, if Sir Alex Ferguson continues to drink your blood, then I will be even weaker, I will be desperate with him...

Xiahou Salsa's footsteps just stepped onto the threshold.

Behind him, there was a quiet voice from the man: "Thank you."

No more words.

A thank-you, so that Xia Hou Salsa's nose is sour, knowing that the palace is listening to her words.

She decided to believe in the palace.

Believe him, will not live up to Ye Gongzi!

Xiahou Salsa left.

The prince couldn’t hold it anymore, and the tears fell off the embankment and sprinkled on the slender arm that Gu Yuman was pinhole.

He shed tears silently, and his handsome face trembled with forbearance.

Seeing the tears wet the arm, he nervously put the woman's arm on the lips, like the treasure, gently kissed the teardrop.

"Sorry……"

"Sorry……"

"Yes, damn..."

If you can, if it is useful, he really wants to break his arm and send his blood to the mouth to drink.

He stared deeply at Gu Yu and made a decision in his heart.

For a long while.

I don't know if it was his kiss, so Gu Yu felt it in his sleep.

With a bang, Gu Yu’s eyelashes trembled and woke up.

The voice is a bit rustling: "Hey...Jun... What time is it? How dark is it...you...what is your eye red?"

Gong Jue said about it: "What do you want to eat late at night, Lao Tzu will cook for you?"

At this moment, he felt that the excuses such as "I have eyes in the sand" written in those books are all butt.

Especially the good end of the room, where the sand comes, this stupid excuse.

However, he can be flexible.

When Gu Yu asked again: "Grandfather, you should not be, tears, right? Scorpio..."

The palace has a face: "The ceiling is gray! This broken decoration! I want to overthrow the cover! Waiting for Laozi to hold a wedding with you, let's go to the new villa, don't live this broken house!"

Gu Xiaoxiao: "I still like the ink garden. There are memories of us here."

Gongjue: "..."

Staying in this house again, I want to go crazy!

I thought that drinking so much blood here, I feel that I can't live well for the rest of my life.

The palace priest opened the topic and went to the kitchen to give her a day and night to eat.

Gu Yu is still a little weak and slept early.

After sleeping for several days, Gu Yu grinds the pharmacy in the refrigerator and eats it almost. She has to find time to take blood to the prince.

But these days, the Grand Mercure is like a Siamese baby, she can't find a chance.

It’s hard, I finally seized a chance this morning...

[Yun Yun: Good night kiss! I heard that tomorrow is Tanabata, so the tearful story of the plot is finished tonight, and tomorrow will be sweet! There was a lot of love in the comment area, and my grandfather looked blushing for a night, oh, long night, as a single dog, the lord is good...? 】