Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

She may be older, have more contact with people, and will observe the color of the speech.

After a meal, she didn't feel how much Pastoral loved her daughter.

But Huang Ling told her that the president always did, emotionally, not understand the expression.

But why does she feel that a man who doesn't know how to express his feelings is so fond of his wife, Song?

You don't know how to say it. Can you see it?

“Mom, do you think Mugu didn't mean it to me? Will he marry me? Your daughter is Jin Zhi Yu Ye? Is that Hormone Gold? A princess? Is that the daughter of the commander? A genius? Neither, but why would he marry me? Because he meant it to me, my family background didn't matter. ”

“I hope so, but Mom's always worried. ”

“Don't worry, your daughter is well married. You should be happy. What are you worried about? Mom, I'm not talking to you anymore. Pastoral's listening. He's going to show me around. ”

“Ok, Huang Ling, you are married, everything will converge, if there is an argument between the couple, don't be too diamond horn tip...”

“Got it. Got it, Mom. I'm hanging up.” Huang Ling hung up.

Put the phone on the table and open a novel like Huang Ling.

She doesn't recognize the bed, but she knows she'll be sleepless tonight...

The phone rang.

She thought it was Liu Fengfeng who had nothing left to say. She didn't even look at it, so she familiarly paddled the answer key.

Turned on the voice.

“Mom, stop nagging, I'll take care of myself and I won't let myself sleep. If you're too bored, go play cards with the aunts in the neighborhood. I'm going around with Mugu, that's all. I'm not talking to you. Bye. ”

“Visit what?” A low voice came.

Huang Ling stunned and made a move, rejoicing: “Brother Mo! ”

“Didn't you call my mom? ”

“Uh... I thought it was my mom. Brother Mo, what are you doing? ”

“Dormitory, drink. ”

“Drinking? Can I have a drink in the army? ”

“I'm the chief. I'm in charge. ”

“Cool, Brother Mo. ”

“Didn't you want to go on a tour? If you don't have time to talk to me, hang up. ”

“Free, free, free!” Huang Lingsheng feared that Mobson would hang up the phone and rush.

“Your husband's not with you?” Mobson asked softly.

“No, Brother Mo, I'm telling you, don't joke about me. On my wedding night, I'm going to sleep alone.” Huang Ling whispered, like a grieving little girl complaining to Mobson.

Mobson, lying in the army dorm, frowned, "Didn't we get married half a month ago? Newlywed? Which man did you marry this time? ”

“You mo brother, you Ling Di is like a woman full of flowers and intestines. Wasn't there a flood in K? Pastoral went to the scene to grab the ball, and now he's back, the first night we've had since we played the wedding certificate. ”

Mobson was tossing the apple, laughing: "Since it's the first night, let's play something exciting. ”

“What's exciting? ”

“Wear sexy pajamas to seduce, then keep doing the crack thing. ”

“Brother Mo, you're evil, I can't do this. ”

“What about him?” Mobson's face is heavy.

“First floor, I'm on the second floor. ”

“Separate rooms? ”