Chapter 563: Gu Yuhe Mu Gu

When I looked up, my eyes touched the statue woman.
Gu Yu paused, eyes, looking straight into her eyes.
This is a statue of a color, a woman's dress, hair, face, eyes...
Just like taking pictures, it is more vivid than the woman in the two paintings given to Song Wuyou by Mugu.
Gu Yu’s heart slammed a bit.
As if they were looking at them -
The eyelids suddenly became hot, and the corners of the eyes shone like the morning dew.
咕噜咕噜
He poured a few more mouthfuls.
The rice wine with a high concentration was poured into the stomach by him.
A spicy scent rushed out of the stomach through the esophagus, causing him to cough up.
"Cough... cough..."
He held the bottle tightly in one hand, held the grass, clenched his fist into one hand, and coughed for a while.
He slightly turned his face, and in the place where she was not seen in the pastoral, his eyes, which had always been deep in the mirror, were more sad and stunned than when she was talking.
The shimmering light in the corner of the eye eventually turns into tears, wets his long eyelashes, and then turns into crystal clear water drops, which falls along his delicate, knife-like face.
"Give." Didn't hear Gu's cough again, and she gave him a bottle of wine.
The wine was gently rubbed in the arms of Gu Yu, then slowly rolled down and fell on his leg.
Gu Yu turned his head and glanced at the bottle of wine, then lifted it and looked at Mu Gu.
Mugu has a bottle of wine, a bite of his teeth, a head licking, spit out the bottle cap.
Very ordinary movements, made by him, handsomely terrible.
He was so sad that his eyes were empty and he was finally angry.
The hand holding the bottle reached over to Gu Yu and smiled vicissitudes. "Auntie, we haven't been drunk together for a long time. Today, we are drunk."
"Good!" Gu Yu touched him: "Today, get drunk!"
Hope, drunk and die, take a good sleep, wake up, he can see her gentle sweet smile, can listen to her sweetly called him: "husband."
"Auntie, you didn't jump out of the Forgotten River. You drank Meng Po Tang and forgot the things of Song Guifei. Now, I will tell you." Shepherd used to pull her lips, showing a touch of more than crying. A heartbreaking laugh.
Gu Yu is the same, tearing his lips, his eyes, looking at the pastoral complex.
"She is the daughter's body, the thinnest warrior in the military region. The skin is tender and tender, and she looks good. She just thought she was forced to join the army to fight. She was afraid that she could not eat too much, so that she could gain weight and often give meat. She eats."
"..." Gu Yu silently looked at Mu Gu, listening silently.
"But she doesn't seem to be very happy to accept that I am good to her."
"..."
"The more she refuses, the more I want to tease her, you don't know, that's the most interesting thing I have in the military camp. I don't know she is a daughter. When she talks to her about Huang~, she is shy and blushing. Especially cute."
"..." Gu Yu raised his eyebrows, really, is there a saying of forgetting Sichuan?
Seeing the pastoral history, it should be true...
Did he really come to this world with his memories of past lives?
Gu Yu suddenly envied the animal husbandry, and was very moved that he could jump to the Forgotten River without hesitation.
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I found that the baby is very rare, hey, I want to cry... Baby, don’t you like to watch this complicated story?