Chapter 138 (2/2)

Sleep molars drooling, but also witnessed by her son, where is her majesty as a parent?

In order to ensure that Gu Zhao can be taught well in the future, and adhere to the principle of dying Taoist friends rather than poor ones, Gu Guan resolutely put the black pot on Feng Qing's head.

”Is it really my uncle's teeth grinding and drooling?”

Gu Zhao was sure that he had heard right. It was her mother's grinding teeth and drooling water.

However, Gu Zhao is a good baby, who believes that his mother will not deceive herself.

So Gu Zhao fell into endless self doubt.

Gu Guan whispered and snickered. Children are easy to cheat.

”Gu Guan, it's unkind of you to do so.” Feng Qing opened her eyelids and there were bright stars in her eyes.

When Feng Qing grabbed her pigtail, Gu Guan became angry and pushed Feng Qing away. She ran to the river to wash her mouth and face.

The life in the wild was quiet and comfortable. Gu Guansan stayed for three days unknowingly.

In the early morning of the fourth day, the light rain brought the cold of early winter. Gu Guan and the three huddled in the tent, wrapped in a blanket together, and the warm atmosphere haunted them.

”Gu Guan, Gu Guan, you come out.”

”I know you're right here, Gu Guan. Get out of here.”

The owner of the voice was angry and manic, full of deep sadness.

Gu Guan turned her head and looked at Feng Qing.

”It sounds like Gu Shuang.” Gu Guan said.

”That's her.” Feng Qing never forgets, not to mention the guy who hurt her woman.

”How did she come back here? To die? ” Gu Guan asked.

”Just go out and have a look.” Feng Qing suggested.

”Then go out and have a look.” Gu Guan pushed Feng Qing.

”That's about you and her. Why don't I go out?” Feng Qing retracted under the blanket and held warm Gu Zhao with a relaxed look. He may not be able to beat the blanket named baowazi in his life.

”Are you still not a man?” Gu Guan raised her eyebrows

Feng Qing really has no demeanor at all. It's good to let her out in the cold.

Gu Guan glared at Feng Qing fiercely, then closed her eyes, simply pretended not to hear Gu Shuang's voice, and planned to have an unprecedented abnormal love with Mr. blanket.

It's warm in the tent. It seems that it can melt people's guard at any time, let people take off all their guard, and enjoy the tranquility and beauty of this moment.

Patter patter!

Patter patter!

Dense drops of water hit under the tent, breaking the silence and breaking the tent. Cold raindrops trickled into the tent from a small hole and onto the blanket.

”It's cold, it's cold.” Gu Guan turns over and comes out. The light rain outside is getting bigger.

The light rain is hazy, and there seems to be a figure opposite Gu Guan.

The figure gradually approached. It was Gu Shuang drenched into a drowned chicken.

Gu Shuang was soaked, her hair was close to her face, and the cold rain gathered on her chin along her cheeks and ticked down.

”What are you doing here?” Gu Guan asked.

Gu Shuang suddenly raises her hand with a terrible momentum. The rain in front of her is forced to leave. A person's wide rainless knife extends to Gu Guan's feet.

”You are vicious.”

”Do you still have a heart?”

”I'm really not as good as you!”

Declarative sentences, interrogative sentences, exclamatory sentences, Gu Shuang clearly expressed her envy, jealousy and hatred as good as Gu Guan.