Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Mobson accompanied Huang Ling back to Huang Ling's ward.

Huang Ling was in a bad mood, rather than worry-free wounds, and the impact of Pastoral performance.

“After so long, it's time to lie down and rest.” Mobson rubbed Huang Ling's head.

Huang Ling sat on the edge of the bed, looking up at Mobson: “Brother Mo, do you think Pastoral will let go? ”

Mobson shook his head: “Hard to say. ”

“Isn't that worry-free wound...” Huang Ling's heart hurried: “If you don't let go, Pastoral is too harsh. ”

“Gu Shao was imprisoned for so long, he must have been tortured. ”

“...” Huang Ling frowned, didn't she? He should have put all that he had suffered in his previous life on the coyote.

Poor thing, he's confused!

“If he leaves less out of it these two days, we will act.” Mobson said.

Huang Ling grabbed Mobson's hand: “Be careful! ”

Mobson snaps his lips: “For you, I'll be careful! ”

Huang Ling hugged Mobson's waist and put his face on his stomach: “Having experienced separation, I have seen too many separations. Separation is really painful. Brother Mo, we don't want each other to suffer like this, okay? ”

Mobson's eyes gently embraced her: "Yes, of course! ”

“I wish Pastoral Ancient could see the truth, repent and let go of his temper. ”

“Resentment is deeply ingrained and hard to turn back. ”

“It hurts my heart to see nothing to worry about. ”

“I understand. ”

“Brother Mo, in fact, I...” Huang Ling stopped wanting to talk, sighed and sighed, "I don't know what to tell you. ”

Mobson snapped his lips and smiled shallow: "Then don't say it until you know what to say to me. ”

“All right, when you get back, let's sit down and tell the ‘story’. ”

Mobson looked at her with a smile, “I'm getting more and more interested in your ‘story'. ”

“It's incredible. It's incredible. You'll freak out.” Huang Ling smiled.

“Scared? You think you're a coward? ”

“It's not cowardice, it's something like that, it's horrible. ”

“Thousands of worlds, no wonder, nothing terrible. ”

“… now, I just hope that Pastoral Ancients can set aside their children. ”

“Ling Di, I'm jealous of Gu Zhao's name. If you want to call me Kiko, you have to call me darling. ”

Huang Ling looked up and looked at Mobson wonderfully: “Will you be jealous? ”

Seriously, she hasn't seen him jealous yet.

She looks at him, hum, jealous, but the look on his face, it's normal.

Mobson's jaw: “Of course, when I'm jealous, things get worse. ”

Huang Ling blinked: “What's going to be so bad? ”

Mobson smiled narrowly: "Like saving Gu Xiao. ”

When Huang Ling listened, he punched him: “Don't you dare try to save me! ”

“I'd really like to see what you can do to me. ”

Huang Ling smiled badly: “Strong you, strong you late, strong you to beg forgiveness. ”

“Such a good benefit? Then I really don't want to save you. ”

“Listen to me, if you don't save me, find a woman strong, if you save me, it's me who's strong. ”

Mobson sighs: “Find a woman...? Well, to find a nice, concave concave, convex, you know? Don't look for one like you, not concave, not convex. ”