Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“What time is it now? The Emperor, the Third Wife and the Fourth Concubine. ”

“It's okay, I'm going to see what Mobson's woman smells like. I can also send him a video so he can see our amazing show. ”

“Mugu, you've changed! All of a sudden you've changed!” Huang Ling shrunk into the bed.

Pastoral smiled coldly: "Who stays the same? You've changed? You used to love Aaron so much that you could live, and now you're in love with another man. ”

“I'm not changing, I'm, ah...”

Pastoral tall and strong figure, pressed towards Huang Ling.

Huang Ling struggled, struggled desperately, beat and kicked Ancient Pastoral.

The more so, the more interested Pastoral Ancients become.

He pressed her to death to stop her from kicking.

His mouth, poking at her mouth, kissing her lips.

Huang Ling panicked. Don't open her face. Pastoral lips fell on her face several times.

Pastoral was a little angry, not targeting where he wanted to kiss.

“I let you move!” She rudely pulled Huang Ling's hair and kept her head from moving.

Huang Ling's hands, seemingly struggling desperately, looked scared of her, but her heart was incredibly calm.

Only a pastoral kiss fell on her face, and she had a nausea, like being licked by a dirty dog.

Her hands, patted open the pillow and flew off with it, were the reports she hid under the pillow.

One, flying to Huang Ling's head, Pastoral grudgingly wanted to take it away, suddenly, he saw the accompanying pattern, and when he noticeably diagnosed the big words, he made a move, with the eyes of the jade, staring bloodthirsty at those words.

Mycoplasma?!

Sick?!

Pastoral glance, like eating Huang Ling, shot at her: “You have a surname? ”

“The doctor said the illness could be an indirect infection of objects contaminated by the patient, or a surname infection.” Huang Ling looked at Pastoral Ancient slightly nervously: “I just told you, I'm not clean. ”

Rumor has it that Pastoral Gu, like a deadly virus, hurried up from Huang Ling.

Jump two steps and stay a distance from Huang Ling.

He looked at Huang Ling like he was going to eat her.

Huang Ling lowered her head and Mugu couldn't see her expression.

“Didn't you always have to go out these days? Where did this revenge come from?” Pastoral Cold asks.

“I checked it out before you put me under house arrest.” Huang Ling said softly.

Cheng Wanduo is a smart woman, and the reporting time shows that it was last month.

Huang Ling suddenly looked up and begged Pastoral Ancient: “I've been feeling sick lately, can you please let me out of the hospital to treat you? ”

“ …… ”

“Why don't you call a doctor and check me out? ”

“Good! I actually have a sick wife in Pastoral.” If it gets out by the press, where's his face?

Of course Mugu wouldn't have sent a family doctor to treat Huang Ling in the palace.

He knew that the disease could be indirectly infected. If Cheng Wan accidentally infected it, the fetus would not be able to be saved.

Mothers who are infected with the last name and children born have the opportunity to be infected with the last name.

Nor will he release her for treatment at this time, and Mobson will take advantage of this opportunity to take her away.

He won't let them get together easily!

Pastoral eyes swept past a shady smile and looked coldly at Huang Ling.

Huang Ling's scalp was numb by his eyes, his hands, and he held onto the sheets tightly.

She bowed her head and didn't dare look at him.

His eyes, pretty scary.