My Cold Gentle Husband

Gu Yuzhi's eyebrows are deep.

If Bai Baiyan and he expressed their wish to each other, he could guess that Bai Huayan wanted to divorce him and then flew away with Gu Hang.

But nowadays, she relies on him very much, and he also feels her feelings for herself, so it is impossible to leave him!

What is it?

Gu Yuzhi stands quietly, his eyes are empty.

"Da da da."

The high heels stepped on the floor to make a crisp sound.

The blood geese walked toward Gu Yuzhi step by step, respectful dagger: "Mr., the meeting time is up."

She wore a v-neck black dress, and at the moment of bowing, the large white skin on her chest was exposed, and she could see a ditch that tempted a person to commit crimes.

Gu Yuzhi’s eyes only fell on the top of her head, regaining her thoughts, “Well,” and then walked out with long legs.

The blood geese stand straight and look at the back of Gu Yuzhi.

She clenched her fists tightly.

She followed him for ten years, and Bai Yanyan married him for only three months.

Why is he so gentle on white, but so indifferent to her.

Not reconciled!

The blood geese turned to look at the closed dark brown lounge door and lifted the chin slightly.

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Bai lightly looked at Gu Yuzhi's departure from the room, and she irritated her own hair.

What should I do?

She turned down from the bed, found her bag, took the phone out, turned it on, and immediately pulled out a message.

My dear, please don't die, otherwise I promise you are ugly than I am.

Gu Hang sent it.

"what--"

White screamed and slammed the phone directly on the wall, making a "click" sound.

The wall quality is very good, the quality of the mobile phone is good, and it is not damaged.

White lightly biting his teeth, ran to pick up his mobile phone, kneeling in the corner, there is no love.

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At the same time, the Acropolis prison.

In the large living room, two women are sitting opposite each other.

A woman wearing a prison uniform, her hair is messy, the original white face is pure and waxy, and she looks at the opposite woman's eyes.

Sitting across from her is a woman in a black suit with a short, short hair.

It is indigo.

There is grief in the indigo of the indigo: "Song Song"

Tomorrow is the day when Song Yu executed the shooting, so today, Indigo did not accompany Bai Huayan to the studio but came to the prison.

Her time with Song Wei can be much longer than white.

Can't say who she values ​​more.

Now that Song Yu is going to die, she is very uncomfortable.

The child who grew up with himself was suddenly aborted.

Song Yu impatiently glanced at her: "Indigo, can you not fake it? All this is your fault! What are you wearing in front of me?"

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"Is it my fault?" Indigo shook his head.

I didn't expect Song Hao to be at this time, it really disappointed her.

Song Hao was gripped by the handcuffed hands and looked at the indigo with a sly look: "Isn't that your fault? Indigo! If you don't provoke whiteness! If you don't let her be your hand Artist, will I shoot her because of a sense of crisis?"

"Song Wei! Are there fewer artists who have been stepped on by you in these years? Only this time you are playing on the iron plate, just white and light, and the artist under my hand, so it is my fault?" With ridicule, "Song, you will always encounter ghosts when you walk too far!"

"You" Song Yu was so incomprehensible when he was indigo.

Indigo disappointed and shook his head.

Song squats with indigo: "Yes! It’s not right to go and provoke white lightness! But then I know it is wrong! I will let you help me in front of you! But what have you done? You are eager to catch me. go!"

After a pause, Song Yi said again, "Indigo, you are less awkward! Now I see that I am going to die! You are still coming here, I hope I am grateful to you? No! I hate you, I hate white more. Light face!"

Song Hao’s nephew carries the fire of hatred, as if hatred has swallowed up her whole person.

In addition to hate in her eyes, nothing else.

Indigo shook his head and didn't want to say anything more.

When she died, she still didn't know how to repent. What else can she say?

Song Yu saw that she was leaving, excited to stand up and said: "Indigo! If you chose to help me, I will not risk myself to find white light! I will not meet Anan! I It won't kill! It's your fault! You killed me!"

Indigo looked at Song Wei: "If you die like this, you will go to hell!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha" Song 歆 mad smile, "Go to hell! Who is the person who may not go to hell! I will not let you go! There are white light! You give me waiting!"

"I won't let me go and white light?" Indigo sneered. "Then I expect you to climb out of the ground and give me a good look."

After the indigo was finished, he turned and left.

She should not come today.

Behind her, Song Hao raised her chin and smiled at the corner of her lips: "Indigo, we will meet soon, and you and Bai Yanyan wait for me."

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After Gu Yuzhi’s opening, he will return directly to the lounge.

He saw the white light lying on the bed, the whole person was a large font, very informal, his hands on both sides of her head, only to see her eyes empty.

Gu Yuzhi looked at her like this, his heart was tingling and violently asked, "Yan Yan, what happened?"

Bai Qingyan originally looked at the ceiling, thinking about how to deal with Gu Hang to keep the secrets of seeing the light for a long time, so that she can stay in the side of Gu Yuzhi.

After thinking about it for a long time, she thought about her brain pain. She still didn't think of a perfect strategy.

Suddenly, she reflected the handsome face of Gu Yuzhi, and heard the voice of his concern. She jerked back and rose up and plunged into his arms.

"烨之"

"I am." Gu Yuzhi gently embraced her.

White light face is only holding him silently, did not speak.

Gu Yuzhi did not ask anything.

Until twelve o'clock, he patted the white back: "Yan Yan, lunch is done, your favorite dry pot chicken wings, do you want to eat?"

"Yes!" Bai Yanyan looked up from his arms and his eyes were red.

Gu Xizhi’s heart is faintly painful, but he said nothing.

He just took the white light and stood up, reached out to help her sort out some messy hair, and then took her to the restaurant.

Still the former chef, he saw white light, his face smiled: "Mrs."

Before he almost burned to white and light, white light no blame, he was very grateful.

"Yeah." White lightly decapitated, seeing him, she naturally remembered the tension of Gu Yu.

White lightly held his head and looked at Gu Yuzhi.

After the rebirth, Gu Yuzhi was very indifferent, she was burnt in the villa, he told her to be emotional, but the last time, he was very concerned about her, nervous her