Chapter 779 I Will Not Affect This Life because of What Happened in My Past Life

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"If you are really the reincarnation of Dongfang Xuan, if you have the memory of the X Dynasty, how will you face me?"

Song Wuyou's eyes were as clear as a spiritual spring, shining like light, and looked at Gu Yanhao with a smile.

Gu Yanhao pursed her thin lips, and said in a deep voice, "I won't affect this life because of what happened in my past life."

"Since this is the case, do you still blame God for being unfair? Ah Hao, when did you become so contradictory?"

"I want to have that memory because I want to know more about you, not for anything." Gu Yanhao put his arms around Song Wuyou's shoulders, "If I have that memory, then we will be like childhood sweethearts."

"Ah Hao." Song Wuyou took Gu Yanhao's big palm and rubbed it gently, she raised her head and smiled at him, "I know what you are thinking, you just want to know, Mu Gu is in X How much the dynasty likes Concubine Song, and then speculates how much he likes me now. In fact, let’s not care about Mugu’s affairs? I don’t care about past lives or this life. I love your face. If you say this, you can rest assured Yet?"

"You like my face, don't you like me?" Gu Yanhao lowered her eyes, looking directly at her.

Song Wuyou smiled slyly: "Your face is more attractive than your person, don't you know that your personality is very weird?"

"What if Mu Gu had plastic surgery to look like my face?"

"Plagiarism, high imitation, all are counterfeit goods, I disdain!" Song Wuyou raised his jaw, and wanted to smile, but he lost his mind and smiled happily.

"Stupid." Seeing her smiling so happily, Gu Yanhao was also infected by her.

As long as she is in a good mood, as long as she is happy, it is more important than anything else.

"The way you looked just now was even more stupid. You said 'oh yes'. I seriously despise you." Song Wuyou raised his head, pinched Gu Yanhao's face, and made a mischievous grimace, "Stingy, jealous."

"Don't go too far, pinch my face like this, I don't like it." Gu Yanhao held Song Wuyou's soft and boneless wrist, looked at her eyes, full of pampering and tolerance.

"Then how do you like it?"

"Kiss me, kiss me hard, I like it."

"Think beautifully, I don't kiss, pregnant women don't kiss, what should I do if I'm hypoxic?"

"I'll give you artificial respiration."

"Oh, I searched in the lobby of the ward, but I didn't find you. So you're hiding here to have a romantic relationship." Huang Ling's teasing voice sounded from behind them.

Four months have passed, Huang Ling's hair has grown long, and under Song Wuyou's guidance, her clothes are more in line with her temperament.

A white simple T-shirt, a pair of brown high-waisted shorts, and a pair of white five-centimeter high-heeled sandals.

Simple, stylish, slimming, sunny...

Wearing a black leather bag on one shoulder, holding a mobile phone in his hand, leaning against a pillar of the gazebo, with an ambiguous smile and teasing eyes.

"It's really not the time for you to come." Gu Yanhao narrowed his eyes, and he was still thinking about kissing Song Wuyou.

"I'm the king of destruction, don't you know?" Huang Ling glanced at Gu Yanhao contemptuously, then entered the pavilion, and snapped a photo in front of Gu Yanhao and Song Wuyou.

"Send it to Moments?" Gu Yanhao raised an eyebrow.

"NO!" Huang Ling raised an index finger and shook it, "I'll send it to Maubertin."

"It seems that your relationship with Mobosen is getting better and better." Song Wuyou joked.