Song’s worry-free heart shook a little.

She looked at him with defense, he would not kill her?

She will not be so miserable, both worlds are killed by men?

Along the way, the atmosphere was very dignified and very oppressive.

Ade drove carefully, and Xu Jing did not dare to breathe.

Song Wushou sat quietly and looked out the window.

After returning to the villa, Song Wuzhe went straight upstairs.

She was anxious to go back to the room to draw the design draft, and the design draft came out. She had to rush the tailor and make the clothes.

Song Wuxi hurried upstairs and looked at the gloom.

"Take it to her!" Gu Yu suddenly stopped Xu Jing.

Xu Jing was shocked by his sudden behavior.

"Yes... Gu Shao!" Xu Jing took the box and hurried upstairs.

"Young master, why do you want to give the donkey to the young lady?" Ade asked boldly.

"Eat the wrong medicine!" Gu Yu shot a fierce.

Ade: "..."

***

"Miss, Gu Shao let me get it for you." Xu Jing walked into the room of Song Worry, and handed the small wooden box to Song Worry.

Song Wu worry looked at the box, and the light was cold. "I don't want to, why is he giving me?"

"Miss, will Gu Shao start to have a good impression on you?" Xu Jing thought about it, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Song without worry.

Song has no worries, "but I don't like him."

"Miss, isn't it good for Gu Shao to send you something?" Xu Jing asked inexplicably.

"I decided to give up on him. He gave me anything without meaning." Song Wushen said indifferently.

Xu Jing heard it and took a deep look at Song Wushou.

She is only a servant, just take care of the owner.

The owner's emotional life, she is not suitable to say too much.

"Miss, do you want to eat something?" Xu Jing asked.

Song Wu wor thought about it, and then smiled at Xu Jing: "Call the chicken, would you do it?"

Xu Jing is embarrassed: "No..."

Song Wu worry swallowed, thinking of the taste of the chicken in the past, can not help but drool.

In this world, what the taste of the mountains and seas can not match the chicken that she made.

"Is there a chicken in the refrigerator?" Song asked without worry.

Xu Jing nodded: "Yes."

"The whole one?"

Xu Jing nodded: "Well, I bought it in the morning."

"Great." Song Wuxi said with a smile: "You should go down and wash the chicken first, soy sauce, rice wine, salted. For a while, I will continue."

Xu Jing listened and looked at Song Wushao with horror. The expression was like discovering the New World. "Miss, what will you do?"

"I am Baidu now."

"..."

"You can get it quickly."

Xu Jingyu nodded, "Oh..."

Xu Jing turned and walked out slowly.

What happened to her lady?

How did you wake up completely and become a person completely?

The singer, the ten-negative lady who does not touch Yang Chunshui, must personally be a chicken?

After Xu Jing left, Song had no worries and smiled on his face, and faintly squinted at the little wooden box next to his eyes.

It’s not her hair, she doesn’t want it!

I really don't understand Gu Yu.

He clearly hates her so much, rejects her, and disdains her.

Why give her such a precious hair?

Just because she raised the price with Song Haoyue at the auction?

Thinking of this, Song Wuxi smiled coldly. "Gu Yu, you don't bother me, I still don't bother you."

She put the small wooden box into the drawer and began to modify her design.

after an hour--