Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Huang Ling didn't expect to live in her mother's house this time for six months!

In the past six months, only three telephone calls have been made with Mugu.

All three calls were made by Pastoral Ancient back to the house without seeing her, asking her if she wanted to go back to dinner with him.

But every time, after Huang Ling promised, on his way back to the house, he received a call from Pastoral Ancient saying that he had something to do, he had to go to that country immediately.

Busy, busy man!

Huang Ling can also see him on TV a lot. He is really busy. He has just taken up his duties and is going to visit many countries. Friendship, building relationships, negotiating.

Beyond that, there are many things in the country that he needs to deal with, such as the ongoing floods in the South.

For the past six months, Huang Ling has been walking on both sides of Liu Feng and Song Wuxi. Of course, he still talks to Mobson WeChat every day.

This kind of life, though not full, is not stressful at all for Huang Ling.

Besides, Bao would sit down, laugh, see her, giggle, excite her to hug her.

The longer the baby, the prettier it is, the cuter it is. As soon as Huang Ling arrives at the manor, she needs to be held all day.

Song Min is scared of her, this guy, like Bao likes to be like this.

Today, Huang Ling came to the worry-free estate.

Song Wuxi just fed her butterflies.

Large living room, toy room, cozy bedroom... all kinds of little toys everywhere.

Po, who ate butter fruit, was sitting on a blanket in the living room playing with her little toys, and while she was playing with her little toys, she had to turn on the TV and listen to her voice.

She especially likes to see an ad for shampoo, and when she gets to this ad, she can't stop looking at it and it tastes good.

“Xiaobao, Ziling.” Huang Ling came in and looked at Xiaobao with a smile on his face, called Xiaobao's voice, soft and sweet.

As soon as Bao heard Huang Ling's voice, he raised his head vigorously. He smiled at Huang Ling and bent his eyes. It was so cute.

“Jiao Jiao Jiao... ah...” Little Bao danced and asked for Huang Ling's hug.

Seeing Bao's smiling face, Huang Ling's heart softened.

Huang Ling walked over, picked up Bao and kissed her in the face.

“Smells good, baby. Smells good. ”

“Giggle...” Xiaobao smiled.

Song did not worry about coming out of the restaurant and carrying her porridge for Xiaobao.

“Come on, I'll feed you.” Huang Ling and Song are all worried about serving Bao's work.

“Okay, you come.” Song is not worried about Huang Ling, as long as Huang Ling is happy.

“Last night, State L opened fire on City A of State B. It is said that State L attacked City A of State B with a very advanced weapon, causing heavy casualties...”

There is a big TV in the living room with military news.

Huang Ling caught the L word, hugged Bao, turned around and stared at the TV.

TV shows scenes after the war, buildings collapsed, ruins everywhere, children and elderly people with death or serious injuries, pregnant women...

It's pathetic...

Was it Mobson?

Morrison and his men attacked?

Huang Ling's face was slightly heavy. She knew that soldiers were trying to protect the country and sometimes had to fight.

But when I saw the camera, the children and the elderly who fled and were seriously injured and afraid to cry...

Huang Ling's heart felt bad when he thought these people were hurt by Mobson.

What can't be solved, must be solved by war?

Brother Mo had no choice. He was only a soldier, and everything depended on the president, right?

Fire...

Is Brother Mo hurt?

Are you in danger?

Huang Ling began to worry.

Song is also shocked. How could Country B be attacked by Country L?