Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Huang Ling found it ironic that Pastoral had done so.

What about the promised respect?

Trying to get along?

Is it wrong for Huang Ling to look at the brown sugar water in her hand and choose to get married?

The balcony sounded louder and louder, hearing Huang Ling's heartache and liver pain--

Her cat stood up on her back and went into the room.

She sat on the bed in awkwardness.

They're on the balcony, so... she can hear the noise.

It makes people blush and makes people want to vomit.

Cheng Wandou seemed to know that she lived in this room and deliberately shouted loudly.

What man is not fierce?

Very stinging, very heartfelt.

Huang Ling put on her earplugs and put the music to its fullest, to isolate those disturbing sounds.

She doesn't know what song she's listening to.

Her heart, like being stirred with a wooden stick, was very messy.

She tried to distract herself by brushing WeChat and Weibo.

WeChat circle of friends, brushed over and over again.

She doesn't have many WeChat friends, and her circle of friends is quiet.

No worries about Song, Gu Ying, Mobson, Xu Jing, Liu Zhiming, Sister Song, Pastoral Ancient, Banjianing, Liu Fengfeng.

Heh heh heh heh, just a few people, not even ten.

Except for Xu Jing and Liu Zhiming, who occasionally send circles of friends, Gu Jing and Pastoral characters, none of them have been sent.

Huang Ling wondered if they would know the circle of friends.

They won't send, she'll send.

She took a picture with her phone and pointed it at the balcony.

Then write down: irony.

Blocked Ancient Pastoral before sending.

She just threw out this circle of friends, and she didn't expect someone to comment on her so quickly: What happened? Did you fight with Zhou Gong?

Mobson's avatar was changed, and Brother Mo was changed to star language.

At one point, Huang Ling didn't recognize her brother Mo.

Seeing each other comment on herself below, she replied that some noise in the next room made me fall asleep.

Soon, Tink, this asterisk sent her a message: "Are you staying at the hotel? ”

Huang Ling opened the information box and saw the previous chat record before realizing that this person was Mobson.

She opened her eyes and typed pretty fast: "Brother Mo, what are you doing in the middle of the night? ”

“Don't change the subject. Are you staying at the hotel? ”

“Hey, isn't your WeChat name Brother Mo? How did you change it to star language? Because Li Xinxin picked it up? ”

“How did you get into Li Xinxin again? What word in star language has anything to do with her? ”

“Xin and Xing are homologous. ”

“Lindy, didn't the toddler graduate? Are you sure these two words are the same? ”

“Looks like the stars have an extra g. Hey, scissorhand with your avatar, a little familiar. ”

“The brain is inflexible, unresponsive, awkward, and the identification is complete. ”

“Shit, Brother Mo, in your eyes, am I that bad? ”

“In my eyes, you're not bad, in my heart, you're bad. ”

“Ahhh, I want to pull your chest hair. ”

“Pull my breast hair, not my eagle hair. ”

“What is Eagle Hair? ”

“There's an important part of the lower body where the hairs grow. ”

At first glance, Huang Ling almost smiled.

“Brother Mo, have your troops recently entered a new batch of colored, dirty, fresh meat? ”

“No.”

“How did you suddenly become so evil? Hey, hey, must have seen a lot of porn in the past life. ”

“No, I don't know if I saw it in my past life. I've seen it a lot in my life.” This is a Mobson joke, he hasn't even seen Huang Tu, not to mention porn.