"Now?" Song Wuyou's eyes flashed, a little tempted.
Is there a person who doesn't hate himself and is willing to talk so much to himself.
And the way he looked at himself was full of appreciation and friendliness, Song Wuyou really didn't want to refuse Mu Gu's invitation.
"Anytime is fine!" Seeing that Song Wuyou didn't refuse, Mu Gu's smile became brighter.
Song Wuyou just wanted to say yes, but when she thought that she would go to a tailor shop to make clothes in the next two days, she smiled shyly.
"Wait until next week, I'm not free these two days."
"OK!"
"What's so interesting about the ranch?"
"Riding horses, archery, drinking kumiss, enjoying the beautiful scenery of nature."
Upon hearing horse riding and archery, Song Wuyou's eyes glistened even more, and his hands were itchy.
Song Wuyou looked at Mu Gu with a smile, and said mysteriously: "These are my favorite."
Mu Gu's charming eyes flashed: "That's the best."
He leaned forward, approached Song Wuyou, and said mysteriously: "These are also my favorites in my life."
Song Wuyou tilted his head and looked at him with a smile: "The love of my life?"
Mu Gu looked at Song Wuyou's beautiful face, hooked his lips, and nodded: "En."
Song Wuyou blinked, and her beautiful eyes were full of suspicion, "Isn't it true that women or money are the love of your life?"
"Women only like my looks and my money, and they can't place my lifelong feelings on them. Money is something outside of me. It can only bring me material satisfaction, but it can't give me spiritual happiness."
"The ones just now are all right?"
"That's right."
Song Wuyou jokingly said, "Do you like stallions or mares?"
"Mare."
"..."
"Because it has milk for me, and I like kumiss."
Song Wuyou giggled, "Me too."
"I didn't expect that we had the same interests. Haha..."
…
Gu Yanhao stood in the stairwell, watching Song Wuyou and Mu Gu talking and talking, his eyes darkened, and his unruly eyebrows raised upwards.
For the first time, he saw Song Wuyou smiling so beautifully and sincerely.
His sword-like eyes stared fixedly at Mu Gu's left arm, which was almost touching Song Wuyou's arm.
He is so close to his wife, is he courting death
It seems that both of them felt Gu Yanhao's sharp and cold eyes at the same time.
The two who were laughing looked up at him at the same time.
Seeing his cold handsome face, Song Wuyou's smile quickly disappeared.
Seeing this man, she lost all good mood.
Mu Gu didn't notice his dangerous position at all, he smiled at Gu Yanhao and said, "Ah Hao, your wife's tea cooking skills are really good."
Gu Yanhao glanced coldly at the tea set on the coffee table, in fact, he also smelled a scent of tea.
But he didn't believe that Song Wuyou could cook tea.
His eyes looked at Song Wuyou with dark thoughts.
Is this woman the Song Wuyou from before
"What are you still standing there for? There's still one cup left, come and taste it."
Mu Gu sat up straight, and tapped the coffee table lightly with his slender fingers, making a soft "clack" sound.
"Why are you still here?" Gu Yanhao raised his legs and walked over step by step, his tall body came with a sense of coldness.
Mu Gu: "It's not because the tea made by Wuyou is so delicious."