Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

So now that she's talking to Mobson about this yellow topic, she thinks about what she's talking about with Song.

But I didn't think I was going to move a rock and smash my feet.

Though I guessed what Mobson thought, Huang Ling pretended to know nothing.

She beat Hao, “Ha ~ ~ ~ ~ so sleepy, so sleepy. ”

Mobson's big hand, shake it with her little hand.

Huang Ling was really tired and tired, and she looked at Mobson in the dark: "Momo, how about tomorrow night? ”

When Mobson saw the fatigue between her eyebrows, he kissed her on the brow and said softly, "No, just sleep. ”

He held her little hand and covered himself there.

He was naked, not even wearing an inner vault, her hands covered like this, as if all the rolling hot, clustered in her palm.

Huang Ling shouted: “It's so hot...”

“Quiet, close your eyes and sleep.” Mobson said.

The man's voice, like sanded, low, dull, through a thick, unwell bath fire.

Huang Ling looked at him silently for a few seconds, then closed his eyes and stopped daring to open them.

He held his burning little hand and dared not move a bit.

Mobson opened his eyes, reddish, wild, handsome, his eyes locked deep in Huang Ling's face.

She forced herself to close her eyes, which seemed very funny to Mobson.

The nostrils are wrinkled, as are the eyebrows.

Mobson lowered his head and kissed her in the brow, laughing: "Stupid woman. ”

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Without a dream, Huang Ling woke up and Mobson was up and making breakfast in the kitchen.

“Ah, so comfortable ~ ~ ~ ~”

Huang Ling stretched out her limbs and laid comfortably on the bed, lying in a large print, in an unpretentious position.

She took a deep breath, was in a good mood, and even breathed sweetly, with a delicious fragrance in the sweet.

“What did Momo make me?” Huang Ling sat up slowly and smiled at herself. “Go brush your teeth and go out for breakfast after washing. ”

In the bathroom, take off your pants and prepare to sit on the toilet.

But when she saw her pale purple inner vault stained with brown blood, her face changed dramatically.

The heart, because of fear, beats faster and thumps.

She's smoking her pants, staring at the blood on the inner vault. What's going on? How can I see you again? No miscarriage?

Heart, growing scared, hands trembling.

“Huang Ling?” Mobson cooked breakfast, came in to wake her up and eat, no one was in bed, he came to the bathroom door, knocked gently on the door, and the voice of delight came in.

“Momo...” Huang Ling's voice trembled and she cried.

Mobson was so tight, he didn't say a word, he pushed the door in.

Seeing her carrying her pants, pale face, frightened, Mobson went forward and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Scared? ”

“Neku... Neku...” Huang Ling spoke ill. When she thought of her miscarriage, her soul was gone.

Inner library?

Mobson looked down suspiciously, and there was a brown discharge in the inner vault!

Mobson's eyebrows. Is that blood?

He was nervous, but in front of Huang Ling, he couldn't mess up the scale.

He lifted her pants and comforted her: "Not a lot of blood, don't be nervous, relax, I'll take you to the hospital! ”

After that, he picked her up and quickly walked out of the bathroom!

“I'm scared...” Huang Ling grabbed Mobson's chest clothes tightly, his voice trembled.