Gu Yanhao frowned, "Oh, the wound hurts so much."
"Okay, stop pretending." Song Wuyou sat down beside him.
Gu Yanhao put one hand on her thigh.
Song Wuyou was startled, shrank his legs, and glared at him angrily: "You're a hooligan?"
Gu Yanhao said helplessly: "I want to, but the wound doesn't allow it."
Song Wuyou snorted softly, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and brought it to his mouth, "Eat it."
Gu Yanhao looked at her faintly, and opened his mouth to eat the porridge she fed.
Song Wuyou was embarrassed by him, she looked at him: "Why are you looking at me like this?"
Gu Yanhao hooked her lips and smiled gracefully: "Suddenly I feel very happy."
"Of course you are happy, rich and powerful." You are so handsome.
"Song Wuyou, thank you."
Song Wuyou looked at him suspiciously: "Thank me for what?"
"Thank you for pestering me for letting me marry you."
Song Wuyou was slightly taken aback.
Gu Yanhao looked at her seriously: "I have the chance to discover your goodness."
Song Wuyou lowered his head, a trace of complexity flashed across his clear eyes.
She blinked, covering the complexion in her eyes with long eyelashes.
When he raised his eyes again, his eyes returned to their usual indifference and desolation.
"The little girl was beaten in the heart and died." She said lightly.
In the hospital, she didn't tell him, but hoped that he could calm down and recuperate.
Now, seeing that he has the energy to play tricks, this little injury is really not a big deal to him.
But she acted like a bitch, she felt sorry for his wound and wanted to take care of him—
When Gu Yanhao heard this, his eyes narrowed, "These killers really deserve to die, it will be easy for them to go to hell."
To commit murder on the street and hurt so many innocent people.
Thinking of the little girl dying because of him, Song Wuyou felt extremely heavy.
She looked at Gu Yanhao, "How are you going to deal with Yang Yuhui?"
Gu Yanhao asked her back: "How do you want to deal with it?"
"... Isn't it the one who kills and pays for life?" Isn't that what modern law is like
"You want to send her to jail and be shot?"
Song Wuyou said sadly: "That little girl is so beautiful, she must be a beautiful woman when she grows up."
Gu Yanhao looked at her deeply: "Yang Yuhui's end will definitely satisfy you."
Song Wuyou smiled helplessly, with a look of sadness in his eyes, "My stepmother is really cruel to me."
If it was based on the IQ of the original owner, he should have been killed by Yang Yuhui long ago.
When Gu Yanhao heard this, his heart sank.
He smiled, and deliberately grabbed her thigh, "In the future, whoever is cruel to you, I will help you get back."
Song Wuyou moved his body, pushed his hand away, and gave him a blank stare: "Speak as you speak, why arrest me?"
"Oh, it hurts." Gu Yanhao was pushed by her, and lay down on the sofa, her thick black eyebrows were frowned, and she looked at Song Wuyou in pain.
Song Wuyou despised him coldly: "Fake it, pretend it."
Gu Yanhao frowned even tighter, "It really hurts."
"Eat by yourself." Song Wuyou put the bowl on the coffee table and wanted to leave.
"No!" Gu Yanhao sat up abruptly, reaching out to grab her wrist.
"Hiss..." The movement was too fast, and the wound was pulled, causing Gu Yanhao to gasp in pain.
He raised his head, frowned, and looked deeply at Song Wuyou, "Hey, my wound really hurts."
"You can grab me with such force, you... ah, it's bleeding." Seeing that Gu Yanhao's sea blue shirt was stained with blood stains, Song Wuyou panicked.