Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

When she heard her swallowing voice, Mobson caught his breath.

He lowered his head and looked at her surprised. She... cried?

She was always happy in front of him, not very sad, she would not cry easily.

Mobson frowned and thought the little woman was playing pity cards with him, pretending to cry.

He lifted his lips slightly, his jaw, looked out into the night view, "Can you solve everything by saying sorry after doing something wrong? ”

“Who made me so stupid... who made me so humble...” Huang Ling cried.

You think she feels better when you break up with him?

God knows how many times she cried under her blanket when she returned to her room alone.

In prison, if Cheng Xishen hadn't come to see her every night and spent the night with her, she wouldn't have cried like a human being.

Although Mobson's father died, and although Mobson's father didn't like himself, she saw him as her own man.

Grandpa was murdered and he was wronged as a murderer. Mobson didn't trust her and said he wanted to sue her... how does she feel?

“I didn't mean to be unable to see that those photos were P's. I wasn't familiar with my computer until I met them without worries. How could I tell that they were P's...”

Mobson was stunned and his whole heart snapped.

She's not pretending to cry, she's really crying.

Tears wet his clothes.

Mobson flanked herself, trying to push her out of her arms and look at her face.

As he moved, Huang Ling buried his face deep into his chest, holding him tight and crying low.

Tears gushed like a dyke, warm tears, like burning temperatures, burning a man's chest.

“Don't cry, honey, don't cry.” Mobson patted her back gently and it hurt so much.

“I hold it so hard, let me cry, woo...”

“ …… ”

“Aina is right, the inferior ones are men who don't trust themselves... Mobson, I don't deserve to have your love, you should abandon me too...”

“Bullshit! ”

“I'm so upset... everyone is so upset...”

“It's my fault. I should have accepted your apology sooner. Don't cry, Huang Ling. ”

“You're just gonna bully me. Do you think it would be nice if I told you to break up? Woo... apologize to you, you ignore me..."

“It's my fault, I won't dare to cry like this anymore, honey, you're the mother of the child now. ”

“…” This trick proved useful. Huang Ling's crying stopped. Instead, he cried low and low in his arms.

Mobson lifted her face, tears filled, lush and crumbling, cute and heartbreaking.

Mobson lowered his head, gently kissing her eyelashes, kissing her tears, his voice low and gentle: "Stop crying, hmm? ”

She cried like this and his heart and liver ached.

Huang Ling looked at him in the dark: “Aren't you mad at me? ”

“If I'm not, I'm not angry anymore. ”

“Did you accept my apology? ”

“Huang Ling, we are in love, we already have the fruit of a couple, the bodies merge together, don't move in the future and say goodbye, you know? ”

Huang Ling nodded carefully: "Well, I see. ”

“As you know, I'm so handsome, and all the women who like me are on the South River Bridge. There are also many women who are jealous of you, and they must have a variety of means to break us up. You have to trust me, you have to trust yourself, and you have to talk to me about anything like that in the future, huh? ”