Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“It doesn't hurt.” Mobson grabbed her wrist, saw her palms, all the flesh was rotten, and her heart hurt so badly.

He grabbed Huang Ling's face and kissed her hard.

Her lips, soft, were soaked with sweat, with a hint of saltiness.

Huang Ling was shocked, and the moment Mobson kissed her, it was as if there was an electric current all over her body.

The crunchiness made her pain disappear instantly.

Huang Lingxiang, his eyes stared at him, his brain was dead, he had no thought.

Mobson's kiss was deep and urgent, through his heartache for her.

Huang Ling only felt his lips. He sucked them very tightly and tightly. Some of them hurt.

He seemed to contain two of her lips and his tongue pryed open her teeth and came to her territory, where he was excited like a deer, cluttering around.

Kiss, make them forget the pain.

Huang Ling was struck in the heart by a deer. She couldn't calm down.

For the first time, she was kissed so deeply by a man.

It turns out that kissing is that feeling, forgetting life and death, only each other...

“Huang Ling... Huang Ling...” When Mobson was deeply in love, the throat cavity sounded low and heavy.

Huang Ling's breathing was taken away. When she was about to choke, Mobson let her go.

He held her face with his forehead facing each other.

Mobson stared deeply at her, snapped her lips, and said in a low voice: "It tastes good. ”

Huang Lingben had a pale face and a shy red. “Brother Mo, why are you kissing me? ”

“We're gonna be together forever. I'm not gonna kiss you. Who am I gonna kiss? ”

“He was so shy, so shy that he fainted.” Huang Ling gasped slightly and his brain was a little cloudy, not knowing whether it was the wound, the kiss, or the... sun.

“What a lover to die for.” Pastoral rise, long legs, straight, despicable eyes.

After hearing his words, Huang Ling suddenly thought of something, and suddenly turned around and looked angrily at Pastoral Ancient: “Pastoral Ancient, you have to say what you want! ”

Pastoral snagged his lips with disdain: "Your lives, I won't take them. Go away, don't die on my ranch! ”

“When I'm hurt, we'll go through the divorce together! ”

“My lawyer will be looking for you.” He didn't have time for her.

After a cold speech, Ancient Pastoralists turned around and walked away. They also told the bodyguards and ranch staff that they would not be saved and allowed to die for themselves.

“Brother Mo, we can go!” Huang Ling was excited to let them go.

Mobson is not afraid to die, but he will not die.

He held Huang Ling and got up together: "Go, let's go to the hospital. ”

“Ah...” Huang Ling stood up and the soles of her feet hurt.

“I carry you. ”

“No, you have a wound on your back, you're so weak.” Huang Ling refused.

“Silly woman, describe me as weak, not afraid of me smoking you?” Mobson was strong, Huang Ling refused, unsuccessful.

He carried Huang Ling and walked forcefully.

Pastoral won't let them save, they won't dare.

Mobson's phone was destroyed by Mughu and Huang Ling didn't have a cell phone. Otherwise, they would call an ambulance.

Mobson lost too much blood. Huang Ling was right. He was weak.

It's not that Mobson doesn't want to be tough. He's bleeding. How can he be tough?

Finally, he and Huang Ling both fell on the grass.

Mobson felt tired, lying there, gasping heavily and not letting himself faint.

Huang Ling was not hurt by a fall, and Mobson used her body to make her flesh pad.

“I'll help you up, Brother Mo, I can go, we'll get out of here together.” Huang Ling saw the wounds on Mobson's chest bleed more and more and was scared.