Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

He looked at her and said in silence, "Ling, go to sleep. ”

“…” Huang Ling did not want to sleep.

“Song Feng went to sleep, you went to sleep. When she woke up, you spoke with her.” Mobson looked at her and said deeply.

Huang Ling turned around and looked at Mobson in the dark, "Brother Mo, thank you for being with me tonight. ”

Mobson sat down with a bunch of duvets, and the punk laughed: "I dare not spend the night with you in the hospital, either at my house or at your house. ”

“Why?” Huang Ling wondered.

Mobson looked at her and said, "Are you stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? ”

Huang Ling looked at him and said, "Are you afraid people will talk to me? ”

“Silly, but not yet home, saved.” Mobson said in disdain.

“Cut.” Huang Ling sat down, "People don't know who you are. I understand that you are a decent man. ”

“Hmm.” Mobson admitted, “I think I'm a decent man, too. ”

Two people sitting next to each other.

Mobson looked at Huang Ling with a laugh: "Ling, what if I get infected with Tian Lei?" ”

“It won't.” Huang Ling must have said: “You just said that the virus is good and afraid of evil. You are evil, haha...”

Mobson turned away and looked at her lightly, "Lie down and sleep. ”

“Okay.” Huang Ling lay down and Mobson covered her with another quilt.

Huang Ling blinked and looked at him clearly: "Brother Mo, are you going to sleep? ”

Mobson smiled shallow at her: "Sleep, but I'm not sleepy. Go to sleep first. ”

“You don't have to be ashamed or lie down with me. ”

“I'm not a shy person. ”

“Brother Mo, thank you. ”

“Idiot. ”

Huang Ling smiled silly.

“Close your eyes and sleep. ”

“Okay.” Huang Ling was very good. Close your eyes.

Huang Ling entered Dreamland shortly after, possibly because of Mobson's company.

Mobson, look at her.

This is his first time, so focused, watching her sleep.

Quiet and quiet, face in the light, like white porcelain.

Mobson raised his hand and tried to pinch her face like white porcelain.

Hands, stop when you're about to meet her.

Mobson looked at her quietly and suddenly laughed helplessly.

This is crazy. Why would I want to pinch her face?

Pinch her. Wouldn't that wake her up?

Mobson retracted his hand, kept his military position, sat there in a regular fashion, and watched Huang Ling quietly.

His brain began to show her and Song without worries crying against the glass wall.

In her ear, she and Song Wuxi spoke again.

Those words are strange...

Mobson frowned and pondered. Turning back, he looked at Song Wuxi inside and then at Huang Ling.

Does Song have Huang Ling's organs on his body?

Liver, kidney?

That's why Huang Ling asked Song not to worry, to protect this body?

Thinking that Song Li had Huang Ling's organs on him, Mobson couldn't help looking back, looking at Song Li Li.

That doesn't look good, that looks, makes his heart burst.

Song's worry-free forehead actually produced a lot of sweat beads.

The brain, constantly moving, like having nightmares, like being tortured by a virus.

Mobson got up, looked at her, hesitated to call a doctor.

It's useless to call a doctor...

“General, it's a rotten plague. Corruption tends to occur in hot summers...”

Song opened his eyes with no worries.

She was shocked by Mobson's move.

She twisted her head, just opened her eyes, with blood filaments, and looked shocked at Mobson.

It was a surprise to see the wave rolling over and over.

Forgetting the pain, she sat up and said to Mobson, "Pastoral! Help me get Pastoral! ”