Gu Shao and his wife are sweet

Chapter 743 807. My sister's death day, do you still remember
Murong Nishang was so obedient and cooperative, Gu Xijue's whole body was filled with excitement.

He lowered his head, buried his face in front of her, and tried his best to mobilize her feelings, so that both of them will have a good experience in the future.

However, when he was about to take off Murong Nishang's pink leopard print suit, the phone in his pocket rang.

He heard it, but didn't stop. The phone was far less attractive to him than the charming little woman in his arms.

Now his only thought is to taste this woman several times.

"Your phone is ringing..." Murong Nishang's eyes were opened due to the ringing, but his voice trembled slightly due to his body's reaction.

"Leave it alone!" Gu Xijue said without raising his head.

"It's so annoying!" Murong Nishang pouted. When the husband and wife were making out, the phone was ringing, which spoiled the atmosphere too much.

In fact, Gu Xi Jue also found it annoying, especially when the other party saw that he didn't answer and called again.

He wanted to teach such a spoiled person a lesson.

He took out his cell phone and answered it. "who?!"

His voice was cold and ferocious, and his eyes turned dark. None of the men whose good deeds have been ruined can be amiable.

"Young Master Gu, I'm Pei Yilan, but don't hang up the phone yet, I just want to say a few words."

It was Pei Yilan who called. She hadn't come out to be a demon for a long time, and she hadn't looked for Gu Xijue either.

Gu Xi Jue almost forgot about this person.

"Young Master Gu, the day after tomorrow, that is, December 12th, is the anniversary of the death of my sister Pei Xuelian. I wonder if you have forgotten it? I saw that you married Nishang. I was afraid that you would only spoil the new lover and forget the old one. That's why I called to remind you. Gu Shao, you know better than anyone how my sister died. On this day, you should go back and pay homage to her. In the past, she loved you so much that she could sacrifice herself for you. I don’t ask you not to get married for her life, but I hope you can leave a place for my sister in your heart. On her death day and Ching Ming Festival, you can go to worship her, let her see you, and satisfy her little thoughts .”

Pei Yilan stayed in her room at home, even though it was Christmas Eve, she didn't go out to party or date.

She guessed that on this kind of romantic festival, Gu Xijue and Murong Nishang, who often spread dog food, would definitely go on a date, or play something romantic.

Knowing that they attended the banquet of Mo's family tonight, she waited until the banquet was over, and after a while, she made this call.

From his ferocious tone when he answered, she felt that she must have ruined the good atmosphere between him and Murong Nishang.

She was very happy.

Moreover, she didn't believe that after making this phone call, Gu Xijue would still be in the mood to have any romance with Murong Nishang.

Even if Gu Xijue changes his mind and no longer loves his sister, at least his sister's death will make him feel guilty, blame himself, cause pimples, and can't be with Murong Nishang without any psychological burden.

She had waited a long time for this day, this call.

Doing this is not only venting anger for myself, but also complaining for my sister and feeling sad for her.

The anniversary of Xuelian's death...

Gu Xijue's angry expression appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his breathing was heavy.

He no longer had the heart to listen to what Pei Yilan had to say.

The phone slammed and fell to the ground.

Murong Nishang didn't know what was wrong with him, but suddenly his face changed drastically, and his eyes fell on the dropped mobile phone on the ground.

Who made the call, and what did the other party say that made him react so strongly?

She squatted down and picked up his cell phone, but the call had already been hung up.

　Dad is going to do a big cleaning today. I am used to typing in the living room, so I have been unable to type today, and now I start writing...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)