The expression on Huang Ling’s face was resistant, but the body was honestly bypassing the other side of the bed.
Going to bed, lying down, the action is done in one go, and it is very speedy.
Mobson did not stretch her arm to give her a pillow as before.
The two men lay down like this, looking at the clean, white ceiling above.
"Huang Ling, I am sorry, I did not abide by my promise and I will give you a wedding as scheduled."
"You can wake up and say to me, it is the grandest wedding."
"If I really can't wake up?" Mobson was deep.
"Always keep you, always accompany you to finish your life." Huang Ling said easily.
"Stupid girl, you are not around me, you can go to develop a new relationship, such as Cheng Xichen."
"I am not the kind of person who is facing the top of the world. Mo brother, I have identified you in my life. Even without you, I will not be with others."
Huang Ling leaned over and Mobson also turned his face. They looked at each other.
Huang Ling looked at Mobson with a smile. "Momo, love is in the bones, it is very difficult for others to replace. Not to mention, there are your baby in my stomach."
Mobson is full of tenderness and comfort: "Huang Ling, you treat me so well, Mo brother does not feel enough in this life."
"Enough, you have given me a lifetime, I feel enough. If it is not enough, we will be together for the rest of our lives."
Huang Ling looked up and gently stroked Mobson's face. "Mu brother, believe us, we will have the next life, the next life, we can still be together."
Mobson hooked his lips, covering his little hand with his wide palm, and gently holding it.
He looked at him affectionately. "I believe that what Lingdi said, I believe."
Since falling in love, he has never called her "Ling Di".
Now listening to him calling himself "Ling Di", Huang Ling couldn't help but recall the plot of drinking and eating snacks when they first met.
Thinking of this plot, Huang Ling couldn't help but cry and laugh.
More is aggrieved. This month, she has a relaxed face, but in fact her heart is fear and fear.
Fear that he will not wake up again...
Seeing her tears flowing, Mobson panicked and put her head on her head to kiss the tears on her cheek.
"Silly younger brother, how did you cry?"
"Mu brother, thank you, thank you for letting yourself work hard, thank you for not waking up when I am old." Huang Ling moved her body and let herself lean closer to him, then her face was buried in his chest and cried. It’s up.
When her tears sprinkled on Mobson's chest, Mobson felt the whole chest was hot.
Mobson was distressed. He stared at her. His low voice revealed endless tenderness. "Well, don't cry, my wife don't cry, you cry so much, what about prenatal education? Our sons later What about a crying ghost? It will be said to be very 'mother'."
"Mother is mother, I just want to cry now, I am not sad, I am happy to cry. Hehe...hey..."
"Sad crying, happy crying, your tears are easy to flow."
"You just let me cry, I thought you couldn't wake up. I have been very wrong this month. I don't know how many nights, I dreamed that you woke up, but I opened my eyes... Hey, When I wake up, I feel that the sky is all black, without your smile, without your voice, my world is dim. Now that you are awake, I am happy, you will let me cry."