Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Huang Ling raised a thumb in Xu Jing: “You're right, he is indeed a lowly egg of emotional intelligence. ”

Xu Jing smiled and laughed. “Let's just say that privately. Don't ever say he's a stinking egg in front of the president. ”

Song Li smiled: “I don't think he would have done anything if he'd heard us say he was a stinking egg. ”

Huang Ling mumbled: “Even if he did something to me, I wouldn't be afraid. ”

“Yeah, you're not afraid of Huang Ling. ”

“I'm afraid of you.” Huang Ling shook Song's worried hand, "why are you injured? ”

“There's nothing I can do about it.” Song smiled helplessly on his worry-free face, but didn't put any of these things in his mind.

“Don't worry, it's a good thing you're here, otherwise I don't know what to do.” Huang Ling held Song Wuxi's hand tightly and looked deeply at Song Wuxi.

Song did not react for a moment. What does Huang Ling mean by that?

She looked at Huang Ling blindly.

Huang Ling glanced at her and said, “If it were me, facing the provocations of Li Xinxin and Cheng Wandou, facing the assassination of Cheng Jianxin and Cheng Junhua, I would have died already. ”

Song did not worry, her eyebrows slightly wrinkled, she looked at Huang Ling.

Huang Ling looked at her and laughed: “I really like this identity. ”

Unlike before, like rats crossing the street, everyone shouts.

Quiet and quiet to work in the bar. People like Li Xinxin and Song Jiuyue and Song Jiumei will not bother her her.

Without contrast, you don't know. After the contrast, Huang Ling discovered that it was still a life like Huang Ling, which makes people happier.

Life was in a hurry for decades, and Huang Ling felt that the days at the Song family were really wasted.

Even if I met Gu Xiao, and liked him, it would have been wasted.

Especially the three years I married him...

Now it's good because... Gu Xiao doesn't dislike her as much as she used to.

Song was not worried, but quickly understood Huang Ling's words.

The hands of the two men, holding each other tight, Song looked at Huang Ling with no worries. "If you like this identity, you must live well. ”

Huang Ling nodded, “I will. By the way, this fever didn't affect the fetus, did it? ”

"'No, baby's fine,' said Song. ”

Huang Ling reached out and gently touched Song's worry-free or flat stomach. “Baby, Godmother loves you so much. Tell Godmother if you are a boy or a girl so that Godmother can prepare you beautiful clothes. ”

Huang Ling looked up and smiled at Song Li, “Do you know the gender? ”

"“ Not so soon, "said Song." He asked the doctor, who said he would be very accurate for five months. ”

Huang Ling gently touched his stomach and looked at Song Wuo Qing with a smile: “Do you like boys or girls? ”

“I was born and loved it all. If it's my favorite, it's my baby boy. But she said she liked the baby girl. ”

Huang Ling smiled and looked softly, "I like boys too. Don't worry, we're not all sons and daughters, are we? ”

“No,” said Song Li Xiao. “I love babies. Both boys and girls need to have enough. ”

Huang Ling smiled badly, “Turn around, you need to give him more kidney medicine, make him stronger, you can have enough. ”

“Color ~ woman. ”

“A colorless woman, no man wants it.” Huang Ling exclaimed.

“Then colour it, see if there will be a lot of men.” Song did not have a worried smile.