Chapter 57 The Love of My Life

"Now?" Song Wuyou's eyes flashed, a little tempted.

Is there a person who doesn't hate himself and is willing to talk so much to himself.

Moreover, the look in his eyes was full of admiration and friendliness, Song Wuyou really didn't want to refuse Mu Gu's invitation.

"Any time!" Mu Gu saw that Song Wuyou did not refuse, and the smile on his face became brighter.

Song Wuyou just wanted to say yes, but she smiled embarrassedly at the thought of going to the tailor shop to make clothes in the next two days.

"Wait for next week, I don't have time for two days."

"Row!"

"What's so fun about the ranch?"

"Riding horses, archery, drinking kumiss, and enjoying the beauty of nature."

Song Wuyou's eyes shone even more when he heard the horseback riding and archery, and his hands were a little itchy.

Song Wuyou looked at Mu Gu with a smile, and said mysteriously, "These are my favorites."

Mu Gu's charming peach eyes flashed: "That's the best."

He leaned closer, approached Song Wuyou, and said mysteriously, "These are my lifelong favorites."

Song Wuyou tilted her head and looked at him with a smile: "The favorite of your life?"

Mu Gu's eyes flowed on Song Wuyou's beautiful face, his lips hooked, and he nodded: "Yes."

Song Wuyou blinked, her beautiful eyes were suspicious, "Aren't women or money the love of your life?"

"Women only like my appearance and my money, and they can't entrust my lifelong feelings. Money is an external thing. It can only bring me material satisfaction, but it can't give me spiritual happiness."

"Is that enough just now?"

"That's right."

Song Wuyou said jokingly, "Do you like stallions or mares?"

"Mare."

"..."

"Because it has milk for me, and I like kumiss."

Song Wuyou giggled, "Me too."

"I didn't expect us to have similar interests. Haha..."

...

Gu Yanhao stood in the stairwell, watching Song Wuyou and Mu Gu talking and chatting, his eyes were cloudy, and his unruly eyebrows were raised.

For the first time, he saw Song Wuyou smiling so beautifully and sincerely.

His eyes were like sharp swords, and he stared at Mu Gu's left arm, which was about to touch Song Wuyou's arm.

Is he so close to his wife, courting death?

It seems that the two of them felt Gu Yanhao's sharp and cold gaze at the same time.

The two who were laughing looked up at him at the same time.

Seeing his cold handsome face, Song Wuyou's smile quickly disappeared.

Seeing this man, she had no good mood at all.

Mu Gu didn't realize his dangerous position at all, he smiled at Gu Yanhao: "Ahao, your wife's tea-making skills are really good."

Gu Yanhao glanced coldly at the tea set on the coffee table, in fact, he also smelled a scent of tea.

But he didn't believe that Song Wuyou could cook tea.

His eyes looked at Song Wuyou with a secret thought.

Is this woman the Song Wuyou from before?

"What are you still doing standing there? There's a glass left. Come and taste it."

Mu Gu sat up straight and tapped the coffee table with his slender fingers, making a soft "cluck" sound.

"Why are you still here?" Gu Yanhao raised his legs and walked over step by step, his tall body came with a chill.

Mu Gu: "It's not because the tea made by Wuyou is so delicious."