"Song Wuyou, you are despicable, dare to do it but dare not admit it!" Song Jiumei felt even more guilty when she saw Song Wuyou's eyes.
"I haven't done it before." Song Wuyou emphasized.
"Okay." Gu Yanhao took the towel from Song Wuyou's hand, "Stop arguing with them."
Song Wuyou glared at him angrily, how could she be arguing with them
Gu Yanhao hooked her neck with one hand and pulled her towards him.
When Song Wuyou was about to ask him what he was going to do, what he did next made Song Wuyou stunned for a moment.
Gu Yanhao actually took her towel and was drying her hair!
Song Wuyou turned her head, her surprised eyes met Gu Yanhao's narrow and deep phoenix pupils.
When touching his slightly tender eyes, Song Wuyou's heart throbbed and moved.
Gu Yanhao's actions also made Song Nan and Mrs. Song stunned for a few seconds.
Gu Yanhao has always maintained a cold demeanor, isn't it because Song Wuyou drugged Song Jiumei
He... he... actually wiped Song Wuyou's hair in front of them.
Is this kind of work done by him, Mr. Gu
"After washing your hair, dry it immediately." Gu Yanhao's tone was slightly reproachful but affectionate.
"..." Song Wuyou blinked his eyes, and the softest part of his heart seemed to be hit lightly by something.
"You are weak, and you fell into the sea again. You shouldn't have washed your hair. If you don't dry it immediately after washing, if you catch a cold, I will beat you."
The affectionate voice became softer.
Song Wuyou's heart skipped a beat, his face blushed slightly, and he hit PP...
Just thinking about this picture makes people blush.
She said angrily, "Xu Jing said you asked me to come down."
"Stupid woman, I didn't ask you to come down right away."
"I heard my dad and the others coming. I thought something big happened and I came down. If I had known, I would have dried my hair before coming down."
What words
Song Jiumei and Mrs. Song were so angry that their faces turned red.
Mrs. Song stared at Song Wuyou: "Song Wuyou, isn't it a big deal to drug Song Jiumei?"
Song Jiumei cried even more aggrieved beside her.
"Oh..." Song Wuyou suddenly called out.
Gu Yanhao's heart tightened, he stopped wiping his hair, and looked at her nervously: "What's wrong?"
Song Wuyou glared at him, and said angrily: "Can't you be gentle? Pulling my hair hurts."
A trace of guilt flashed across Gu Yanhao's exquisite handsome face, he hooked his lips, and showed an embarrassed smile: "For the sake of helping a woman brush her hair for the first time, don't blame me."
"I blame you, I blame you!" Song Wuyou acted coquettishly: "I not only blame you, but also punish you."
Gu Yanhao pursed her lips, her eyes flickered, "What do you punish me for?"
Song Wuyou stared at him resentfully: "As a punishment, you can only wipe my hair for the rest of your life, not other women."
The smile in Gu Yanhao's eyes became more obvious, "I am willing to accept this punishment."
Mad!
Being ignored by them, Mrs. Song was so angry that her eyes were bloodshot.
Song Nan gritted his teeth, dissatisfied with Gu Yanhao's ignorance.
Song Jiumei was so angry that she wanted to go up and pull Song Wuyou's hair.
"Young Master Gu, I came here today to ask Song Wuyou to apologize to me, and to get justice back. I didn't do anything wrong to her, but she drugged me to make me look ugly in front of so many people..."
"Master!" Ade hurried in suddenly, interrupting Song Jiumei's words.
Gu Yanhao glanced at him, "Got it?"
Ade nodded, "Yes."
Gu Yanhao glanced at Song Jiumei coldly, "Let them listen carefully."