Chapter 150 If You Catch a Cold, I'll Hit You PP

"Song Wuyou, you are despicable, you dare not admit it!" Song Jiumei was even more guilty when she was seen by Song Wuyou's eyes.

"I haven't done it." Song Wuyou emphasized.

"Okay." Gu Yanhao took the towel from Song Wuyou's hand, "Don't argue with them."

Song Wuyou glared at him angrily, why was she arguing with them?

Gu Yanhao hooked her neck with one hand and pulled her towards him.

Just when Song Wuyou was about to ask him what he was going to do, his next action made Song Wuyou stunned for a moment.

Gu Yanhao actually took her towel and wiped her hair!

Song Wuyou turned her head, her surprised eyes slammed into Gu Yanhao's long, narrow and deep phoenix eyes.

When touching his slightly tender eyes, Song Wuyou's heart throbbed and moved.

Gu Yanhao's actions also made Song Nan and Madam Song stunned for a few seconds.

Gu Yanhao has always maintained a cold temperament, isn't it because Song Wuyou drugged Song Jiumei?

He... he... actually wiped Song Wuyou's hair in front of them.

Is this kind of work done by his dignified Young Master Gu?

"Wash your hair in the future, and dry it immediately." Gu Yanhao's slightly reproachful tone was affectionate.

"..." Song Wuyou blinked, and the softest part of her heart seemed to have been lightly hit by something.

"You are weak and fell into the sea again, so you shouldn't wash your hair in the first place. If you don't dry it right after you wash it, if you catch a cold, I'll hit you with PP."

Affectionate voice, soft.

Song Wuyou's heart moved, her face was slightly red, and she hit PP...

Just thinking about this picture makes people blush.

She said angrily, "Xu Jing said you let me down."

"Stupid woman, I didn't let you down right away."

"I heard that my dad and the others were coming, and I thought they would come down after something big happened. If I knew it earlier, I would dry my hair before coming down."

what?

Song Jiumei and Mrs. Song blushed with anger.

Madam Song glared at Song Wuyou: "Song Wuyou, isn't it a big deal to give Song Jiumei medicine?"

Song Jiumei cried even more aggrieved beside her.

"Oh..." Song Wuyou suddenly exclaimed.

Gu Yanhao's heart tightened, she stopped wiping her hair, and looked at her nervously: "What's wrong?"

Song Wuyou glared at him and said angrily, "Can't you be gentle? Pulling my hair hurts."

Gu Yanhao's delicate and handsome face flashed a touch of guilt, hooked his lips, and showed an embarrassed smile: "For the first time I wiped a woman's hair, don't blame me."

"I blame you, I blame you!" Song Wuyou coquettishly said, "I not only blame you, but also punish you."

Gu Yanhao curled her lips, her eyes twinkling, "What should I punish me for?"

Song Wuyou glared at him angrily: "You can only wipe my hair for the rest of your life, and you are not allowed to wipe it for other women."

The smile in Gu Yanhao's eyes became more obvious, "I am willing to accept this punishment."

Mad!

Being ignored by them, Mrs. Song was so angry that her eyes were bleeding.

Song Nan gritted his teeth, dissatisfied with Gu Yanhao's ignorance.

Song Jiumei was so angry that she wanted to go up and pull Song Wuyou's hair.

"Young Master Gu, I came here today to ask Song Wuyou to apologize to me and ask for a fair answer. I didn't do anything wrong to her. She gave me medicine to make me look ugly in front of so many people..."

"Master!" A De suddenly hurried in, interrupting Song Jiumei's words.

Gu Yanhao glanced at him, "Have you got it?"

Ed nodded, "Yes."

Gu Yanhao glanced at Song Jiumei coldly, "Let them listen carefully."