Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Mobson touched Huang Ling's head and drowned: “Yes, I will take care of you all. ”

Huang Ling looked at Mobson and there was a glow of obsession in his eyes, "Momo, you're so sweet. Marrying you is the happiest thing I've ever done. ”

“Don't kiss my ass. Pick a wedding dress. ”

“I stopped choosing, I called No Worries, let No Worries come and help me choose, I believe her eyes.” Huang Ling couldn't pull his phone out of himself and then reached out to Mobson: “Momo, call me, I'm in the room. ”

Mobson pulled his phone out of his pants pocket and handed it to Huang Ling.

When the phone landed in her hand, Mobson looked at her deliberately.

The look, drowning, tenderness, sees Huang Ling drunk.

Huang Ling took the phone and dialed Song Wuxi: “No worries, guess what I'm doing? ”

Huang Ling blinked her eyes with a golden twinkle. Her eyes were pitch-black, like black pearls, bright, round and large.

He smiled softly. "Fuck Mobson? ”

“Evil, no serious, really screwing the sheets, will I call you again? ”

When he heard Huang Ling's words, Mobson's eyes darkened for a moment, and he stopped looking at the wedding dress. He lay idly on his side, leaning against the couch, his mouth with a lazy smile, his eyes deeply locked on Huang Ling's face.

“Pick a diamond ring?” Song has no worries.

Huang Ling shook her head and smiled softly. The laughter fell into Mobson's ears, as crisp as a wind chime.

“I'm not going to go around with you, not pick a diamond ring, pick a wedding dress," she laughed. ”

Song has no worries: "Wedding? ”

Huang Ling nodded: “Yes, Brenda said it was okay, and the date was chosen, the 23rd of next month. Don't worry, you come here. Come and pick with me, okay? ”

“Okay.”

“You also know that I have a marriage certificate today. My mother and Brenda said to get together and have a good meal. You bring Bao with you. I haven't seen Bao in a long time and miss her very much. ”

“Okay, we'll come back in the afternoon. We were free today. ”

“I'll wait for you.” Huang Ling hung up the phone and smiled happily all over her face.

Her cheeks became red with joy and her eyes were clear and watery.

She handed the phone back to Mobson and saw that the goods were leaning against the couch, looking at herself in a very dark way, through her eyes.

Huang Ling stunned and had an impulse to hide.

This man, so evil?

“Hold the phone.” Huang Ling stuffed her phone into Mobson's hand, laughing: “Come back this afternoon and wait for her to pick out the wedding dress. ”

“Mm-hmm." Mobson nodded, still looking at her.

Huang Ling blinked at him: “Why are you looking at me like that? ”

Mobson snapped his lips and smiled evil and evil: “You look good. ”

Huang Ling climbed up the pole. She touched her face, peeling and winking happily. “Really? Do I look good? How nice is it? ”

“The best looking woman I've ever seen in my life. ”

“I don't believe it. They all say I don't look great. ”

“To me, you are already a beautiful man. ”

“Sweet words? ”

“Sweet words only speak to you. ”

“What if our daughter is prettier than me? ”

“No, she's prettier, I think, and you're prettier. ”

Huang Ling suddenly drilled into his arms and his head rubbed against Mobson's chest. "Momo, I can't take it anymore. I can't take it anymore. My heart is sweet as sugar. ”