Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Pastoral nod.

Huang Ling was shocked and opened her mouth. It felt incredible.

She wants to drink and suppress!

After pouring a few mouthfuls of wine to her, her heart slowly calmed down.

"Auntie doesn't say it, but I know. The highway exploded, he was seriously injured, and he stayed by his side and slept. I stood in front of the bed and heard his dreams in a coma. At that time, he was very painful and full of pain. I knew that he changed someone at that time."

After Huang Ling’s mood calmed down, people suddenly became more and more cheerful.

They are the continuation of the forefront. The past and present are so deeply involved that neither she nor shepherd can influence their feelings.

Huang Ling sighed deeply. "Hey, you are so happy, you know your past life. I must have been a pig in my previous life, otherwise I would not be so stupid."

The pastoral meanings are unclear and mean to smile. "Maybe your past life is a queen."

Huang Ling listened and exclaimed: "Oh, ah, I don't want to! I don't want to be the little three who broke up the family."

"Don't care who the past life is, what is a pig? It's just a good life." Mu Gu picked up a piece of barbecue for Huang Ling. "Pig, eat more meat."

Huang Ling took care of the barbecue and took a look at her, "You are a pig. What about you? Are you doing well in this life?"

Pastoral smiled with emotion: "Good times, because the woman I love, very happy."

"But you can't get her."

"Love her, don't necessarily have to get her. You think that keeping the bird in the cage is to get it, it will be happy, in fact, it is wrong, flying freely, is the belonging of the bird."

Huang Ling grinned and nodded as if she understood it. "Listen to you, my sudden love for Gu Yu is not so deep. What love is it for him? Compared with you, it is a world apart."

"There is a kind of love, called letting go, do you understand?"

Huang Ling raised her lips. "I don't understand, but I will sing this song."

After that, Huang Ling also sang loudly: "There is a kind of love called letting go, giving up for love forever, la la la..."

"Running."

"Can you sing?"

"of course."

Shemu arrogantly raises his chin and raps and sings: "If two people's paradise is like a warm wall, imprison your dreams, whether happiness is like an iron wall, migratory birds lose the south, if you yearn for the sky, Longing for a pair of wings, letting you fly..."

"Good." Huang Ling smiled and sang along with the pastoral: "If romance becomes a tie, I would like to choose to go back to loneliness for you. If you become a chain, you will leave your promise and have a kind of love called letting go. Love ends forever..."

The more excited the two people sang, the more they sang, the more exciting, and let go of the scorpion.

Yes, it is shouting, not singing.

"There is a kind of love called letting go, giving up for love forever... If I leave, let you have all, let true love take me away, for you to lose you, you will hurt you, for you to leave, you will never leave. ”

Their songs, on this silent night, looked very awkward and deafening.

noisy!

The people sleeping downstairs were woken up by their pig-like songs.

Even the sheep of the ranch screamed and the horse screamed.

The ranch workers who work for a day are so tired that they can sleep in bed and wake up with their songs. I really want to come and stuff them a few sheep.

Of course, they have a thief and no thief.

Shepherd was wearing a thick pajamas and came up with anger.

I saw that Mugu and Huang Ling held a piece of roast lamb in the hand as a microphone, singing and singing there, almost not fainting.