Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“I don't approve of breaking up!” Mobson gets excited when he hears the breakup.

Like a rough wolf, he flipped over and pressed Huang Ling under his back.

He grabbed her wrist with his hands dead, lifted her hand over her head, and raised it high.

This position makes her feel like a chest, makes her rounded hunch, more rounded.

Mobson pressed her to death, his firm chest, and his firm, round hunch.

Soft feelings tightened the angry Mobson's belly. He stared bloodthirsty at Huang Ling and warned her: “If you ever break up with me again, I'll keep you out of bed for three days! ”

He was so overbearing, so cruel, he made Huang Ling feel terrible.

The tears that just stopped came out again.

She looked at Mobson in tears: "Can you dominate more? You're no different than an animal! ”

Mobson snapped his lips bloodthirsty: "In front of you, you must be like an animal to conquer you. ”

Huang Ling had tears in his eyes. Don't open his face and don't look at this bully.

Mobson pulled up, pressed her eyes straight, and asked, “Why did you break up? Because I'm suing you? Huang Ling, your attorney, I provided the evidence. ”

“No!” Huang Ling thought of the pictures and her heart broke and she cried, “It's nothing to do with this! ”

“What does that have to do with anything? ”

“Your father always wanted you to be with Aina, who loved her!” Huang Ling looks at Mobson: “You like Eina too, don't you? ”

“I don't like her! ”

“You're lying!” Huang Ling struggled with his hands raised, the airway: “Don't grab me like that, my bones are breaking! ”

“My dad likes Eina. It's his business. I don't like her! Huang Ling, I don't like her!” Mobson looked into her eyes and said out loud.

“Even if you don't like her, I'm breaking up with you! ”

“Give me a reason! ”

“I like Cheng Xishen!” Huang Ling only needs to project Xishen to back the pot.

“Cheng Xichen? That little white face?” Mobson stared dangerously at Huang Ling. “You like him? ”

“He's not a white face. He's about my age. You're old enough to think he's a white face! ”

“...” Is he old?

“I like him! I was in jail those nights, and he spent every night with me that dark, empty, frightened night. ”

Mobson thought it was funny: "How many nights did he spend with you and you like him? Didn't I spend every night with you when Song Didn't worry about Tian Lei? ”

Huang Ling's face was faint, with a hint of impatience. "Yes, I was also impressed by you, and now Cheng Xishen is impressed. ”

“Damn you!” An angry heart, Mobson bowed down and kissed her hard.

This time, not with a hint of tenderness, but with a rude bite.

He had a fire burning in his chest, and he rolled angrily.

He didn't believe that Huang Ling was true, but he was still angry.

With a punitive bite, it was rude and Huang Ling's lips came with pain.

After she struggled, fruitless, she stopped struggling.

Nor, as just now, did the pear blossom bring rain, but lay there with no expression on his face, like a corpse.

If he thinks he can vent it, then vent it.

If that's how he loves her, then love, after love, what she gets, it's all hurt--

Seems to feel her intense sadness, Mobson looks up and looks deeply into her eyes.