Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Sure enough, Old Ross couldn't hold the kid and his face changed.

He grabbed Huang Ling's hand with excitement and looked at her with pity: "No, Huang Ling, I promise you, we won't play anymore! ”

“As long as you behave, or the child will learn from you too. What should we do? ”

“I'll be good. I'll be good. I'll be a good role model for the kids. ”

“Can you let go of my hand now?” This lovely old man, very powerful.

Old Ross let go of Huang Ling's smile, moved the chair over and sat down, then watched Huang Ling smile "haha” silly.

Mobson and Brenda despise him, stupid old man.

Huang Ling glanced at him with a smile, then looked at Brenda and said: "Brenda, you and old man Ross don't have to worry, I was yellow ~ body ~ ketone low before I was hospitalized. ”

“Yellow ~ ~ body ~ ~ ketone is low, injection medication will improve, and you don't have to be nervous. ”

“Hmm.” Huang Ling nodded.

Brenda shook Huang Ling's hand and smiled gently and mercifully: "Later, call me Mommy with Samson. ”

“Call me Grandpa, too.” Old Los Angeles is in a hurry.

Huang Ling also did not make love, her eyes curved with laughter, "Mommy. ”

Brenda listened and was happy, "When I was younger, it would be nice to have a daughter if I were better. Not bad now. My daughter-in-law is my daughter. You call me Mommy. I'm happy. ”

Mobson looked warm, sitting on the couch, smiling at the corners of his mouth and looking at them.

He was pleased to see them getting along and Brenda liked Huang Ling.

Mothers and their wives get along happily and are proud of men. At least he doesn't have to get caught up in the middle, and he doesn't have to listen to his wife nag his mother in front of him.

Since Brenda likes to hear herself call her mommy, she calls herself her mommy more often, and Huang Ling looks at Brenda with a smile, “Mommy. ”

“Good boy.” Brenda was happy as a teenager, smiling tenderly and beautifully.

Old Ross patted himself in the chest, "What about me? Huang Ling, call Grandpa too. ”

Huang Ling glanced at him coldly, "Didn't you say you liked being called Ross? You think Ross is a handsome name. ”

“That was handsome when I was young, and I'm an old man now. ”

“There are also handsome old men. ”

“Really?” Old Ross dumped Liu Hai before he dumped his forehead: “Am I handsome or Sensen handsome? ”

“Of course it's Samson!” Huang Ling and Brenda spoke with one voice.

After that, they were all stunned and smiled at each other, very tacitly.

“Samson, look, two women in your family are bullying me.” Old Ross complained to Mobson.

“Good bullying.” Mobson snapped his lips and watched Huang Ling drownly.

“You...”

Old Ross was so hurt, his palms covered his heart: "It hurts. My heart hurts. Do you hear my heart crying? ”

“I only hear you chirping here.” Mobson strikes old Ross again.

Huang Ling looked at old Ross and smiled and asked Brenda, "Mommy, was old Ross funny when he was younger? ”

Brenda: “No, he's young. He's a very serious person. I was afraid of him when I was little. ”

“Will he hit you? ”

“Playing, not practicing piano, not eating, typing, not writing, typing. Not good singing, playing. Sleep well, fight. Make friends, fight... Anyway, I was beaten up by him. ”