"Big sister, Gu Shao wants to send you back, your car will help you drive back."

Song Yongmei saw Gu Yu’s car at first sight, and smiled his eyes into a crescent, and said happily.

Song Yuyue smiled elegantly, sweet, and thought, Gu Shao must give her ‘love.’

She looked at Song without worry, and said quickly: "No worries, the day after tomorrow, Dad will hold a birthday dinner, don't forget to buy gifts for Dad. Gu Shao wants to send me back, I will not talk to you."

After that, she lifted her graceful steps and walked toward Gu’s car.

Before she even took a few steps, Ade, who was sitting in the driver's seat, shook the window and said to Song Wu, who was ready to turn and left, "Little lady, the young master is looking for you!"

Song Wu worried, turned around and looked at Ade doubtfully.

Xu Jing was surprised to see Song Wushou.

Song Haoyue’s footsteps, the smile on his face froze.

Gu Shao is not sending her back, but looking for Song Wushou?

Seeing Song Worry still standing in the same place, Ade said again: "Little lady, the young master said that you don't get on the bus again, he doesn't mind getting off the bus and picking you in."

This is like a needle, stabbing Song Haoyue.

"Miss, get on the bus." Xu Jing happily took Song Worry and walked over.

When Song Worry opened the door, he felt a cold feeling deep into the bone marrow floating from the car.

She looked at her in the air, and she was screaming at the air, and she got on the bus.

After she got on the bus, Xu Jing closed the door and went to the co-pilot position. The back row belongs to Miss Gu Shaohe, she did not dare to squeeze it.

"Tie a seat belt." Gu Yu glanced coldly and looked at Song Wushou.

After Song Worry fastened the seat belt, the car started.

From the beginning to the end, this man does not look at Song Haoyue outside the car.

Watching his car drift away, Song Yueyue’s smile could no longer be maintained.

"what's up?"

Song Yongmei came over and looked at the far-away car very strangely. He said with dissatisfaction: "What happened to Gu Shao today? How can I let Song worry about his car?"

Didn’t Gu Yu never let Song worry about his car?

"Song Wushou is still his wife. Isn't it normal to go to his car?" Song Yiyue tried to calm his tone, but he could hear a bit of sour.

"What about his wife? Isn't Gu Shao hate her?"

"I don't want to take her home again if I hate it again?"

"I thought that Gu Shao took the hairpin and would give it to you in the face of the media."

"how is this possible?"

Song Yuyue smiled bitterly. "All the people in M ​​City know that Song Worry is his wife. Song Worry is at the scene. Gu Shao will not do such stupid things."

"In short, this costume competition, you must win the championship!"

............

The atmosphere of the carriage is a bit strange.

Song Wushou was sitting straight in his waist and his hands were placed on his thighs.

Is this posture sitting, she is not tired?

Gu Yu's lips, sneer, "Song worry-free, why do you have to work so hard in front of me? What kind of person are you, I am not sure?"

"..." Song sorrowfully glanced at her in a cool, not talking.

She didn't want to talk to him because she was not in a good mood.