"This person, who is it?" Gu Yu wants to know.

Song looked up and looked at him coldly. "Why should I tell you?"

Come again, come again, she looked at his eyes, it was so cold.

"Do you really hate me so much?" Gu Yu looked at her chest and looked straight at her.

Song Wushuang sneered, "Do not hate."

What she hates is not Gu Yu, but the negative heart of her previous life.

"You look at my eyes, full of hate."

"..."

Is there any way to make him look like that one?

Song Wushao’s cold attitude towards him made his heart a little sinking.

He stretched his arms, grabbed her shoulders and pulled her into her arms.

Song was shocked and looked up at him: "Gu Yu, what are you doing?"

Gu Yu's lips and the curvature of the corner of his mouth are very charming. "Let's go riding."

"I don't ride with you!" Song Wuzhan struggled, thought about it, changed his mouth: "I won't ride!"

Gu Yu: "I teach you."

"I don't want you to teach!"

"When you ride, you will find that riding is more fun."

"I don't ride with you!" What fun is it to ride with him?

Gu Yu looked at her and smiled at her: "Song Worry, I used to wrap around me. Now I have a chance to let you wrap, you don't wrap around?"

Song Wushang struggled out of his arms and was angry. "That was before!"

The former Song Wuzhe is already dead. Now Song is not worried, and does not love him.

If it is not the original Lord who still has love for him, she is too lazy to talk to him.

Gu Yu saw disgust in her eyes, and the light sank. "Do you really hate me?"

Song looked up and looked at him with sneer. "I don't hate you, I just let you try, how bad it feels to be left out by someone you love."

Gu Yu stared at her: "So, are you revenge?"

Song Wuxiao smiled: "In fact, this is very fun."

Gu Yu stared at her, deep, half awkward, and said: "You are not Song Worry."

Song Wuxi was shocked. She looked at Gu Yu indifferently. "I am not a Song Worry, who am I?"

Gu Yu is cold, "Don't be fools, who are you, I will definitely find out."

"Check it out." Song Wushou did not care about his hands. If he could find out, it would be really skillful.

"The sun is dead." Song looked up and looked at his eyes. After looking at the sky, he stepped up and left.

Gu Yu turned and squatted, looking at her back.

In addition to a face similar to Song Worry, the other changes.

Even the gesture of walking has become so different.

Does he know what the previous Song Worry has?

The former Song has no worries, will not design, and will not make clothes.

In the past, there was no worries in Song, no archery, no cooking, let alone a chicken.

The former Song has no worries, no temperament, now Song is worry-free, temperament is elegant, and there is no panic.

In the past, there was no worries in Song, and he was centered on him. Now the Song is worry-free, watching his eyes, and hate from time to time.

Gu Yu affirmed an idea, she is not Song Worry!

Gu Yu thought about it, or dialed Ade’s phone.

"The video of Song’s worry-free car accident, as well as the time of hospitalization, who went into the ward, etc., helped me carefully examine it."

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Song Haoyue ran through the circle, put on his own riding suit, and came to the horse shed with anger.