One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband

Song Song was taken aback and reacted, yes, this is the improved version of spicy noodles, oooo, brother, really good at playing!

"But I want to eat the original version!" Song Song stopped his chopsticks.

Gong Qing stared: "No! Spicy will irritate the wound."

"Just a little bit?" Song Song pinched his thumb and index finger, pleading.

"No!" Gong Qing's face was cold, "You can eat when you get better."

Song Song pursed his lips: "Really... She's so domineering about the sick number..."

There is an independent in the family~~ cutting off men, it's really terrible.

After Song Song finished the noodles, his thoughts were still not enough.

Gong Qing was still very nervous about her body and insisted on having the doctor perform a thorough examination before releasing her from the hospital.

Back home, Gong Qing put her on the camp bed and went to the bathroom.

Song Song received a call from her close friend Nalan Xiner.

"Goddess Song Song, you are very beautiful in the arena today, even I saw your live broadcast thousands of miles away! You are so popular, that goddess painting, sister just wanted to shoot, but in a blink of an eye I heard I've got it! Hey, you are too interesting, I don't know when I became friends with the local tyrant!" Xin'er smiled slightly.

Song Song also pursed his lips and smiled: "Seriously, I don't know... the true face of a local tyrant friend!"

Nalan Xin'er was surprised: "To be honest, I thought your domineering brother in your family did it!"

Song Song was taken aback.

She had never thought about this possibility. Her brother was actually not interested in art. It was because of her that she went to the stadium today.

Besides...Wowotou said it was the "Goddess" taken by Mala Xiaomian.

"No, it was taken by one of my cute fans."

"Oh, no wonder you don't play with me anymore, it turns out that you have your own little cutie, alas!" Nalan Xin'er teased her deliberately.

Song Song took a sip, "It's because you don't have time to play with me, okay, now I can't see you all day, and I don't know when you and your uncle will have a wedding..."

"It won't work in the short term. We are looking for..."

"What are you looking for?"

"Looking for painting... bone... teacher..."

On the phone, the voice started to become intermittent and the signal was very bad.

Xin'er seems to be far away.

Song Song did not hear clearly, and asked in confusion, "What painting to find? Can I help?"

Soon, even the intermittent sound was completely cut off.

Song Song sighed and had to put down the phone.

Long time no see, I really miss Xin'er, I don’t know if the baby in her belly is good, this guy is also really, he is almost going to be a mother, and he is running around the world with her uncle, and I don’t know if it’s for finding Something, so desperately.

I was worried about Xin'er, but listened to the bathroom door and opened!

Gong Qing didn't wear a shirt. He wore a bath towel loosely around his waist. His forehead was full of sweat, and his long arms propped on the door frame. It was like a famous painting of a beautiful boy in a bath.

Song Song took a look and quickly dodged his eyes, God, my brother wears too little, she is embarrassed to look at it!

Soon, the man's long legs stepped over, picked up her slender waist, and walked to the bathroom: "Take a bath!"

Song Song was startled, and quickly raised his head: "I...you said you want me to take a bath, brother?"

"Nonsense." Gong Qing squinted. "Otherwise, what would I do to put in a bathtub of water?"

It turns out that Gong Qing didn’t take a bath for himself, but for her, enduring the heat, and personally put her bath water...