Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

"I don't agree to break up!" Mobson was excited when he heard the breakup.

Like a violent wild wolf, he turned over and slammed Huang Ling under him.

He grabbed her wrist with both hands and raised her hand to the top of her head and raised it high.

This posture makes her chest-like, and makes her rounded Hungarians even more round.

Mobson pressed her to death, his strong and strong chest, and pressed her to the hungry Hungary.

The soft feeling made the angry Mobson's lower abdomen tight. He stared at Huang Ling with a bloodthirsty eye and warned her: "You will tell me to break up again, and I will let you not get out of bed for three days!"

He is so overbearing, so rude, makes Huang Ling feel terrible.

The tears that just stopped, could not help but flow out.

She looked at Mobson with tears: "Can you be more bully? You are like this, no different from a beast!"

Mobson bloodthirsty lips: "Before you, you must conquer you like a beast."

Huang Ling has tears in her eyes, don't open her face, don't look at this hegemony.

Mobson got together and forced her eyes, and asked: "Why do you want to break up? Just because I want to sue you? Huang Ling, the evidence from your lawyer is what I provide."

"No!" Huang Ling thought of those photos, and her heart could not breathe. She cried and said, "It doesn't matter to this!"

"What does it matter?"

"Your father had always wanted you to be with Aina when he was alive. He likes Aina very much!" Huang Ling looked at Mobson: "You also like Aina, are you?"

"I do not like her!"

"You lied!" Huang Ling struggled with his raised hands, and said: "Don't catch me like this, my bones are about to break!"

"I like Aina very much, he doesn't like her! Huang Ling, I don't like her!" Mobson looked at her eyes and said loudly.

"Even if you don't like her, I will break up with you!"

"Give me a reason!"

"I like Cheng Xichen!" Huang Ling just pushed Cheng Xichen to back the pot.

"Cheng Xichen? That little white face?" Moboson slid into the air and stared at Huang Ling dangerously: "Do you like him?"

"He is not a little white face, he is about the same age as me, it is you old, I think he is a little white face!"

"..." Is he old?

"I like him! I was in prison for those nights, and he was spending the night with me in the dark and scared night."

Mobson felt funny: "When he spent a few nights with you, did you like him? When Song Worry was infected with ‘Thunder,’ I didn’t accompany you every night?”

Huang Ling looked faint and with a trace of impatience. "Yes, I was also feeling like you. Now I am moved by Cheng Xichen."

"You **** it!" A anger burned, Mobson bowed and kissed her.

This time, without a touch of gentleness, but rudely biting.

There was a fire in his chest, and his anger was rolling.

He did not believe that Huang Ling’s words were true, but he was still very angry.

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

After she struggled, she was fruitless and she was not struggling.

Not like the one just, crying with pears and rain, but lying there, expressionless, like a dead body.

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

If this is the way he loves her, then love it. After she loves it, all she gets is hurt.

It seems that she felt the sorrow of her, and Mobson looked up and looked at her in the dark.