Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Pastoral looked deeply at Huang Ling, tightening her thin lips, this question, he answered, would it break her heart?

Seeing him hesitate, Huang Ling suddenly shrugged, “Geez, what do I do with these naive questions? ”

After that, she shook her head ridiculously, ate foie gras sauce, raised her eyes, and looked at the pasture with a smile in her eyes, "Yum. ”

Pastoral throat twisted a little, seemed to say something, and eventually didn't say it.

Huang Ling sensed his desire to stop, his heart, unknown acidity.

How dare she get so mixed up that someone has to give her a hand in marriage?

Pastoral, she can't even say a word to her. When she gets married, she becomes a grudge.

Pastoral grace eats steak, two people, into silence.

Foie gras sauce is a delicious dish and Huang Ling loves it very much.

But now, foie gras sauce is in your mouth, but you don't know what it tastes like.

At this moment, she hopes that Pastor will say to her that she and worry-free fall into the water and he will save her first.

I hope he told her that he was interested and fond of her before choosing to marry her.

She wants him to say something to her, "Huang Ling, I like you”.

But there's not--

Until she ate foie gras liver sauce, Pastoral didn't say anything.

Finally, almost. Pastoral put down the knife and looked at Huang Ling frankly, “Huang Ling, I don't want to deceive you. My affection for worry-free people is not for a year or two. If I suddenly forget her, I can't do it. ”

“I know. I don't want to taste it.” Huang Ling laughed, and she can't forget to look at her in a month or two.

“You refuse to marry me, I won't force you, I'll give you time, when you figure it out, give me a call. ”

“Hmm.” Huang Ling stopped hoping about it.

Huang Ling looked at his steak and looked at him. "Are you leaving? ”

Pastoral nods, “These two days have been particularly busy. ”

Huang Ling nodded, “Then go back first, I don't want to rush like this. ”

Pastoral thought, “Okay, I'm checking out. ”

“Hmm.” Huang Ling pulled a brilliant smile.

After Mugu left the restaurant, Huang Ling's smile could no longer be hung up.

She lowered her head and sat there stunned.

She thought Pastoral would tell her clearly and force her to marry him.

In the end, he walked so handsome that he didn't make a white--

She refused, he didn't force...

Though she didn't intend to say yes, she didn't say much to Pastor when she saw him leave.

Her heart, it's heavy and heavy.

Fortunately, she is not in love with Mugu, otherwise she will suffer as much as Gu Zheng.

Thinking of them, thinking of walking all the way, Huang Ling felt very sore, feverish orbit, overflowing with tears.

The more it overflows, the more it eventually fills the orbit.

Then roll down, like yellow beans spilled from the sky, tap tap tap tap tap on her legs and floor.

Man, it hurts the most, is love.

She lowered her head and here she wept silently because of love.

Her body, so lonely, so thin--

The whole man, with a great deal of sadness.

As soon as Mobson's tall figure entered the restaurant, he spotted her with an eye.

He was going to come here for something to eat, and then he went to the bar to find her, and he left her in his car with her clothes and shoes in his apartment.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, he saw her sitting there, and his eyes lit up and he wanted to come.

But seeing her face was all sad, the teardrops kept stopping, her thin darkness made people want to protect, to care for.

He slowed down and walked very slowly towards her.

Dark brown eyes, staring straight at each other's faces, eyebrows tight, eyes high and unpredictable.