Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Mobson and Benjamin looked at him in silence.

He went up, stood in front of the bed, and looked down at Sung Li Xiao: “I will find the most authoritative doctor to cure you! ”

“ …… ”

“Song, I won't let you leave me again! I've waited a thousand years, I've loved a thousand years, and I will never allow you to leave me easily in this life! ”

In addition to Huang Ling, everyone said: “…?????!!! ”

“If you say hello to King Yan, I'll kill him. I promise! ”

Everyone: …

“Why can't you look at me for loving you for two generations, why don't you look at me for forgetting all the pain I've been through under the river and give me a chance? ”

Everyone: …

“Oriental Xuan is gone, Ao is gone, but I'm still here... I'll keep you for a thousand years, in exchange, is this the result?” Mugu sat down and shook Song's worry-free hand.

Her hands are so cold.

Touching her cold hands, Pastoral was scared for a moment that she would really leave him.

At this moment, he felt and looked deeply at Song Li: “I don't want to be president, I can not have money, power as long as I can be with you. Song Min Xin, if you promised to follow me to Pinggu, wouldn't we end up like this? ”

“…” Everyone looked at him in silence, surprised.

“Although there is no Aping Valley in this world, I can buy an island where we can build our homes and live a life of extraterrestrial origins, and never mind the rivers and lakes again. You wake up, you have to insist. I'm telling you, even if you get to Huangquan Road, you won't find Ahju. ”

Pastoral Cangsang smiled: “Fine, if you don't wake up, I'll go with you. Or we can go back to the X dynasty through time and space. Or, you are not Princess Song Gui, you are just a deputy general, and I, and Yan, and also a general... If you really go back to the past, I will fight for you anyway, even if forced, I will not allow you to be with Yan. Whatever green plum bamboo horse, whatever life marries him, I don't care, I just want you. ”

Mobson and Ben's family preferred to hear it, and their eyes rolled with shock and horror, looking at the pasture.

I saw his face full of sadness, the kind, with ancient sorrow, it seemed heartbreaking.

His words, weird, as Huang Ling said before, weird.

Mobson looked at Huang Ling, only her eyes were slightly red, some heartbroken appearance, quietly looking at Song in a coma.

To what Mugu said, she behaved calmly, as if, he said, she was experiencing...

Mobson picks his eyebrows and then looks at Pastoral, they... have a story!

Mugu gently rubbed Song's worry-free, soft, boneless hands. He looked deeply and painfully at Song's worry-free hands. He grinned bitterly: “Why are we all so stupid? Do you still love him? I know we're all fools without you and with such bitterness. ”

Huang Ling's eyes wept and looked at Pastoral Ancient: “Pastoral Ancient, in love, no one is stupid. You love worry-free, worry-free, you're not stupid. The Unworried Nine, who gave her the White Fir, were not the Fir Fir Fir, but the Oriental Fir. It's not fair to him that you shouldn't spill all the hatred of your past life on a coyote. ”

Mobson listened, picked his eyebrows, tightened his thin lips, and silently looked at Huang Ling.

She did... go through things he couldn't imagine. What's in here?