Chapter 1317： Still holding a wedding?

Mobson: "..."

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Huang Ling did not cry for a long time, crying for a while did not cry.

Didn't hear her crying, Mobson didn't feel bad.

God knows, how painful his heart is when she hears her crying.

He can't wait to take her grievances to herself.

Huang Ling didn't cry, but she didn't talk to Mobson, but buried her face deeply in his chest.

Mobson did not bother her, so she stared at her.

Kneeling, he noticed that she was breathing evenly.

He raised his eyebrows and stupidly fell asleep?

He patted her back, "Huang Ling?"

"..."

Oh, she really fell asleep.

Mobson acted softly to push her face out of her chest.

Her face, with tear marks, wet long eyelashes, gives a feeling of glory.

Mobson gently kissed her eyelashes, licking her tears, salty, and sly.

Because of crying, the face and nose of the little woman are red, and the skin is more tender.

Mobson's kiss, moving away from her eyelashes, came to her face.

The kiss was enjoyable, he stopped and looked at her quietly.

The deep and tender eyes can make people feel at ease.

He is very grateful, thank God and earth, let him wake up, can continue to join her and continue to love her.

When the little woman fell asleep quietly, in the view of Mobson, it was more tempting than the sleeping beauty.

He pulled the quilt over and kept his screw exposed to the air.

After covering the quilt, he couldn't help but kiss the little woman around him.

This time, the kiss face was not satisfied. He kissed her lips, covered her lips, and sucked gently.

"Oh, spicy eyes." The voice of the old man of Lost came from behind.

Hearing his voice, Mobson picked his eyebrows and his face was sinking. He felt that the old man was deliberate!

Incoming, not only the old man of Los, but also Gu Yu, Song Wuzhe, Brenda.

Hearing their footsteps, Mobson rolled over and looked at them.

Gu Yu saw that he was very good-looking and nodded with confidence: "When you wake up, you will recover well."

Hey?

Mobson smiled twice, "I am not a beast."

The wife is pregnant, he does not dare to marry her, and his body is not allowed.

"You are a wolf, a wolf is not a beast?" said the old man of Los, who probed the probe and glanced at Huang Ling.

Seeing that she was asleep, muttered: "Sleeping so fragrant, you must have tossed her up."

"Grandfather, we have nothing to do." Mobson was speechless.

"We have all seen it."

"I just kissed her, just you are back."

Song Wu wor came over and glanced at Huang Ling, seeing her nose red, guessing: "She cried?"

Mobson nodded: "Yeah."

Brenda listened and blamed him with blame: "How do you stupid boy, how do you marry your wife? You are coma, is Huang Ling easy? You wake up crying when you wake up, believe that her mother brought her to remarriage ?"

"Yeah, you don't wake up again, Feng Feng will force her to remarriage." Luosi old man said with anger.

"I didn't bully her, she was holding me crying and telling me the fear of this day."

"She is of course afraid, afraid that you will leave her." Song Wuxi looked at Huang Ling deeply.

Then I looked at Mobson and saw that he was in good spirits. She was relieved.

She said to Mobson: "I will be nice to her in the future."

Mobson nodded and said firmly: "I will live up to her forever!"

His gaze fell on the awkward belly of Song, and Song’s stomach was raised, which was obvious.

He looked up and looked at Gu Yu: "President, is there a wedding?"