Chapter 1239: I miss you so much.

Then she took her into the bedroom and threw it on the bed.

Although the bed was soft, but he was rudely thrown on it, Huang Ling still felt a pain in the back.

She got rid of it, slammed up, and was not busy yelling at Mobson: "Mobson, you are a king... ah-"

Mobson's tall body pressed down and pressed her tightly.

Mobson kissed her awkwardly before she thought about what he was going to do.

His kiss, very hard, very crazy, like to eat her into his stomach.

At the same time, his rough palm, feeling on her, tried to solve her clothes -

Huang Ling was kissed by his brain and was a little faint, like a computer with a crash, without thinking.

He took her breath and voice and passed it. After a while, she was kissed and panted.

The sound of Jiao~chuan makes her blank mind have a little thought.

She came back to God and thought of the photos, and she made a slap in the face.

Suddenly, the chest was stuffy and there was a sense of nausea.

This disgusting feeling is even heavier than Mobson's people, and she is so suffocating.

She struggled desperately, her head twitching, avoiding Mobson's kiss.

Mobson's kiss fell on her side, but he didn't give up, the more she struggled, the more crazy he kissed.

Kiss her side face and kiss her neck...

"Mobson, you die!" Huang Ling struggled. When he held her Hungary, she wanted to cry.

And she really cried, tears overflowed her eyes, rolled in her eyes, and then rolled off her eyes.

Drop by drop on the sheets behind him, especially under the light.

"I miss you, Huang Ling." Mobson's kiss, down her neck.

miss me……?

Huang Ling felt that this was ironic.

Thinking about her, why should I still be with Aina?

Still, he missed her, just thinking about her body and thinking about her taste.

Just like she is vegetarian, Aina is a leek.

He likes to eat together with vegetarian, or tired of eating and wanting to be vegetarian, vegetarian, want to eat?

Thinking of this, Huang Ling’s heart hurts, lying there, no longer struggling.

Tears, such as broken pearls, fell one by one.

After a while, she was already full of cheeks and pears with rain, her eyes filled with tearful tears, and she was full of grief, and I saw pity, which made people feel bad.

Mobson kissed him. He really missed her. In those few days, he planned his affairs, and he was busy with the troops. He also lost his father's pain and let him suppress her thoughts.

Missing now is like a flood, and it is out of control.

His messy and arrogant hands, retired her T-shirt to the front of the Hungarian, revealing the peachy inner.

He kissed her white and kissed me.

"Huang Ling... Huang Ling... Huang Ling..."

Kissing, not calling her name, the voice is low, full of his tenderness towards her.

Hearing his whisper, Huang Ling’s heart was like a knife, and her tears flowed.

Mobson's kiss, back to her face, when he kissed the salty tears, the whole person was hit by a wooden stick and hit a stick.

The whole person was stiff, looked up, and saw Huang Ling's gaze gazing at the ceiling with mourning. His face was wet with tears. The pale face under the light was like a porcelain doll to be broken.

Mobosen’s heart hurts and sinks. He holds her face in one hand. The handsome face is coming up and wipes her tears. He is low and distressed and asks: “Huang Ling, how did you cry? Do you think I am not? Believe in you, let you take a week in prison, be angry with me?"