Chapter 38 Song Wuyou, You Are Getting More Courageous

Song Wuyou gave Xu Jing a bright smile: "At least garbage can be recycled, but shi can't be recycled."

"..." Xu Jing's eyes twitched when she heard this.

Miss, we are eating fragrant beggar chicken.

Is it really good to mention shit at this time?

"You dare to say that I am Shi?" Suddenly, a cold voice came.

As soon as the voice fell, the temperature in the restaurant suddenly dropped several degrees.

"Young Master Gu!" Xu Jing was startled, her heart trembled, and quickly greeted Gu Yanhao respectfully.

Song Wuyou turned his head and glanced at him, not a trace of embarrassment or fear of being caught for speaking ill of him.

She ate the chicken calmly.

Gu Yanhao stared at Song Wuyou without squinting, and there was a faint trace of anger inside.

Xu Jing backed away timidly, seeing Gu Yanhao's gloomy face, and worried that he would strangle Song Wuyou.

He walked over step by step, as if killing Shura, with a sense of oppression that made people breathless.

Song Wuyou raised her eyes and looked at him calmly.

"Song Wuyou, you are getting more and more courageous." Gu Yanhao pinched her chin and looked at her like a torch.

"In this year, why don't you have the guts?" Song Wuyou smiled, her beautiful eyes turning around.

"Do you really think about it?" Gu Yanhao's eyes were cold.

He clearly wanted to divorce her, why did he feel unhappy when he heard her talk about thinking about it now?

Song Wuyou nodded, "Yes."

Not pestering him, away from him, isn't it what he desires?

"You'd better not play any tricks, otherwise I will never let you go!" Gu Yanhao let go of her.

Damn it, her hard-to-get-get-it worked!

Song Wuyou smiled and said, "I don't have time to play tricks with you." It's not uncommon for you to play tricks.

Gu Yanhao lowered his eyes and glanced at the half chicken indifferently.

The chicken looks so tender and juicy, it's mouthwatering.

People who don't do it often will never be able to make such a beautiful beggar chicken with all the colors and flavors.

Gu Yanhao asked coldly, "Apart from this, what else would you do?"

"Why should I tell you?" Song Wuyou gave him a defiant look.

Gu Yanhao narrowed his eyes and stared at her.

What are you staring at?

Don't think that with a cold face, you will be afraid of you!

"Do you want to eat?" Song Wuyou asked.

"I don't want to!" Although he smelled the aroma, his appetite greatly increased, but Gu Yanhao loved face.

"If you don't think about it, forget it." Song Wuyou murmured, "I still want to give you a shit."

"Song Wuyou!" Gu Yanhao's eyes suddenly became extremely cold when he heard that she was going to eat chicken ass for himself.

Song Wuyou blinked and looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong? Is it bad for you to eat chicken butts? Chicken butts are boneless, fragrant and tender, don't you like it?"

Gu Yanhao squeezed Song Wuyou's chin again, and stared at her with sullen eyes, "Song Wuyou, it seems that you are itchy."

Song Wuyou heard this and smiled, "You won't hit me, will you?"

Her rosy and plump lips, stained with oil stains, looked more plump like a layer of seductive lipstick.

At this moment, Gu Yanhao had the urge to kiss her.

He suddenly smiled charmingly, "I don't beat you, I eat you."

"Eat me?" Song Wuyou thought it was funny, but before she could laugh, she froze instantly.

Because, in the next second, Gu Yanhao bowed his head and grabbed her grease-stained, full and seductive lips fiercely.