Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Really disgusting, disgusting so much that Huang Ling almost wanted to throw up.

She swallowed the floating saliva and pressed it against this disgusting smell.

Once upon a time, she felt his palm, very secure.

She loved to shake his hand, big hands, long fingers, a very nice pair of hands, just like his face, enough to make a woman crazy.

He likes to squeeze her tender, white Huns with his hands, and he likes to touch her there with his fingers.

Will he be crazier with Aina than riding on her?

Thinking about it, Huang Ling recalled that he had promised her, that he had experienced everything with her, and little by little.

Tears, overflowing the orbits, tears in the eyes...

Her bangs, her long eyelashes, covered her eyes.

Mobson only saw her eyelashes wet, couldn't see the tears in her eyes, held on, and wouldn't let it fall.

But he knows she's crying.

She's so kind, she loves him so much, how can she not be sad when her father dies? Why don't you cry?

He whispered, "Huang Ling, prosecution is just a formality, you will be scared to be detained here, Mommy and Grandpa come to see you every day. ”

Huang Ling looked back at their affairs and looked back at the madness.

What he said, she didn't listen.

The more I think about the drip with him, the more I feel like I'm grieving.

Tears, tapping and dropping, punching on the table, splashing a splash of water.

Brenda and Ross saw tears on the table and were amazed, followed by heartache.

Mobson felt the same pain, and she cried...

Take his big hand and hold it tight!

Huang Ling, who was gorgeous and tearful, handed herself a tight hand. She stunned and returned to God.

With tears in her eyes, her gaze blurred, she stared at the palm of her hand and was in a complicated mood.

“Don't cry, I'll come see you sometime.” So she's locked in here, grievances are grievances, but not boring.

He'd come to see her sometime, his fucking tits and Grandpa would come to see her every day.

Huang Ling retracted her hand and Mobson refused to let her, shaking it tighter.

Huang Ling looked up at Mobson in tears, "My hand hurts like this. ”

“Does that hurt?” Mobson relaxed a little.

Huang Ling pulled it back while he was relaxed.

Mobson looked at her with a slight eyebrow picking.

She seemed to reject him…

“You don't have time to visit me often. It's better than I thought. It's better than a cell in a TV show.” Huang Ling blinked and eventually lifted her eyes, looking at Mobson.

“Son, you look terrible. Just pretend this is where you rest, don't think about anything, eat and sleep, and eat when you wake up.” Brenda Road.

Her face was calm and elegant, her tone was not slow, she was gentle, she looked at Huang Ling's eyes and was full of concern.

Huang Ling looked at Brenda and she lost her husband, but now she has to comfort herself and care about herself.

Huang Ling was still angry because she had lied to her. Now she hears this and sees her expression. Huang Ling is not angry, but heartbroken.

“Brenda, I'm sorry for your loss. ”

Brenda was sad, but she didn't show up in front of Huang Ling.

She mumbled and pulled out a little bit of a very light smile, “Kai wasn't the first time he had been assassinated, he was too lucky to avoid a hijacking... he told me before he was born to prepare me. ”

Huang Ling heard, looking at Mobson, does he, like his father, always get stared at in secret, want to take his life?