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Song Mingjian secretly held her hand, indicating that she should not act rashly.

The few men stood in front of them. The man in the lead asked in a domineering tone, "Who are you people?"

Ye Jing quickly explained, "They are my friends."

The tall and thin man suddenly patted Song Mingjian's shoulder heavily, causing Gu Xiangling to nearly jump up. This move was really poisonous. Only when she saw that Song Mingjian's expression didn't change did she feel slightly more at ease.

Song Ming clenched his teeth and endured the pain from the slaps. Xiaoxiao stood up and shook hands with Gao'er. "Brother, you're quite strong. Have you served in the army before?"

The tall and thin man also smiled and said, "Of course not. I've worked on the construction site for a few years, and I'm too used to it." As he spoke, he pounded Song Mingjian's left chest a few times.

Gu Xiangling's heart was anxious, but she couldn't flare up. Suddenly, she broke out in a fit of coughing, and covered her mouth with her hands as she bent over to cough up tears. Song Mingjian took a few steps back in disgust and said impatiently: "Cough, cough, cough, cough. I cough endlessly all day long, do you still want me to live?"

"The weather is so hot and cold, how can you recover so quickly!" After Gu Xiangling finished saying these words, she coughed until the sky turned upside down. The tall, thin man covered his nose to avoid her, muttering, "Damn, this disease is not contagious!"

Song Mingjian ignored him and continued to criticize Gu Xiangling: "Your old home isn't good, you said the air isn't good. It wasn't tuberculosis, was it? If I knew you were sick, I wouldn't have married you. "

Gu Xiangling rolled her eyes and yelled like a shrew, "Ha, now you regret it? When your mother came to my house three times a day, after all, she wanted me to be my wife, why didn't you say a few words? "If I had known you were so heartless, I might as well have married Chen Er. Wu wu wu, my life is so bitter …" The more Gu Xiangling acted, the more she acted. She sat down on the ground and began to wail endlessly.

All of them were extremely embarrassed by the current situation. Song Mingjian's brows were so wrinkled that he could squeeze a mosquito to death. "A heavy kick landed on the foot of the sofa." "Unlucky!"

"Bro, don't be angry, this is your wife after all. Take more responsibility." Gao'er smiled coyly as she waved at the people behind her. "Come, let's go to someone else's house."

They left the room for a few minutes. Gu Xiangling was still sitting on the ground talking, while Song Mingjian looked at her with a funny expression. "Hey, Lady Chan Juan, are you addicted to acting?"

After changing cars a few times, Gu Xiangling held onto Song Mingjian the entire way, afraid that he would suffer a slight bump. It was already dusk when they arrived at their destination. The sky was filled with a gorgeous sunset glow. The two-story building bathed in the light was painted dreamily beautiful, as if it were a fairy tale.

When Song Mingjian had just gotten out of the car with two suitcases, Gu Xiangling shouted angrily: "Put it down, I'll get it."

"Just a few things. Your husband isn't so weak that he can't lift his arms." Just as Song Ming finished speaking, the item was snatched away by Gu Xiangling.

This girl truly had an explosive mother nature. She treated him like a child and pained him.

"Go inside and lie down!" Gu Xiangling ordered like a queen.

Song Ming bit her ear and whispered, "Alright, alright, I'll wash myself on the bed and wait for you for nothing."

Gu Xiangling was both angry and helpless. In front of others, she knew how to speak. Why was it that in front of Song Mingjian, she was so clumsy with her words that she was rendered speechless with a few sentences?

There weren't many things, so she quickly packed everything up. Standing by the window, Gu Xiangling stared at the last remnants of sunset. She couldn't help but sink into deep thought.

Life had really changed many times. Ever since she met Song Mingjian, her life had changed with each passing day. What would fate do in the future?

Suddenly, an ominous premonition struck her. She shivered when she thought of the constant threat of Jiang Yuhang.

Song Ming moved behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She teased, "You've had a hard time. Let your husband comfort you."

"Ah!" Gu Xiangling cried out in pain as she subconsciously swung her elbow backwards. Only then did Gu Xiangling remember that he was injured, so how could he play around like before? "Sorry, I …" As she spoke, she was about to unbuckle Song Ming's sword to see what was going on.

Song Ming pushed her against the wall, both hands on either side of her body. Quietly, she said, "It's not like every apology can be exchanged for it. It doesn't matter."

The last ray of sunlight shone on his face, adding a touch of the noble charm of a painting. Gu Xiangling couldn't help but lightly kiss the tip of his nose. As he lovingly caressed her lips, he used her hands to caress her body.

"Sigh, let's not mess around for now." Gu Xiangling pushed him, it was unknown how long this intimacy would take. How about tonight? The owner of this house had gone through a thorough cleaning before he left. In addition, after a few days when no one was around, his belongings were covered in a thin layer of dust. Song Mingjian's body was injured, so he wouldn't be affected in the slightest.

Song Ming felt wronged. After enduring for a few days, he finally had the chance to pester her to his heart's content. "Man, why is she still so reserved?" "Darling, let go, I'm your husband."

"Nah, look at this place, can someone live here?" Gu Xiangling grabbed a towel and wiped the furniture carefully and repeatedly to ensure that there wasn't a speck of dust on the surface.

"Let me do it." Song Mingjian felt his heart ache as he saw this scene. He did not want to see her do housework, no matter how trivial it was. Gu Xiangling stubbornly refused to give him the towel and ordered, "You're not allowed to do anything!"

Song Mingjian had never heard of such severity in her tone. He felt that if he didn't listen to her, she would knock him out and throw him onto the bed. " "Fine, fine, fine. Let my virtuous wife handle everything."

Gu Xiangling busied herself with cleaning the furniture on the first floor for a long time. The last of the light disappeared from the sky and the bright white light filled the room. The furniture was simple, the style couldn't compare to the Song Family's exquisite and elegant French style. However, to Gu Xiangling, it was warm and beautiful. Compared to the cave on the lone island, it was many times better.

More importantly, he loved her with all his heart. Where there are lovers, there is heaven.

A bottle of fruit juice was handed over to Gu Xiangling. Song Mingjian's concerned voice rang in his ear, "You must be exhausted. Have some drinks."

The lid had already been unscrewed by Song Ming's sword. Gu Xiangling impatiently drank a few sips, then stuck out her tongue. She suddenly felt hunger in her stomach. This was bad. She had actually forgotten to make dinner. Wait a moment, I'll go make dinner. "

Leaning against the chair, she wanted to close her eyes and rest for a while. She had been sleeping for the past few days with her eyes closed, and she had just been tired for a long time. How could she not be tired? Initially, he only wanted to take a break, but unexpectedly, his eyelids were heavy and soon, they were glued together.