Chapter 1272: Wouldn't it be a miscarriage? !

So, now that I talked to Mobson about this yellow-yellow topic, she thought of what she was talking about with Song.
I didn't expect to move my own stone and lick my own feet.
Although I guess what Mobson thought, but Huang Ling pretended not to understand anything.
She yawned, "Ha~~~ So sleepy, sleepy."
Mobson's big palm, following her little hand.
Huang Ling is really tired and tired. She looks at Mobson faintly: "Momo, how are you tomorrow night?"
Mobson saw the fatigue between her eyebrows. He kissed her eyebrows and said softly: "If you don't, just sleep like this."
He held her little hand and hooded over to himself.
He was naked, even the inner library was not worn, her hands were covered like this, it seems that all the hot, all condensed in her palm.
Huang Ling exclaimed: "It's so hot--"
"Don't make a noise, close your eyes and sleep," Mobson said.
The voice of a man, like being sanded by sand, is low and hoarse, revealing a strong and uncomfortable bath fire.
Huang Ling looked at him silently for a few seconds, then closed her eyes and no longer dared to open.
He was holding the hot little hand that he was holding and he didn't dare to move.
Mobson squinted, his face was red, wild, his face was handsome, and his light was deeply locked in Huang Ling's face.
She forced herself to close her eyes, which was very funny to Mobson.
The small nose is wrinkled and the brow is wrinkled.
Mobson bowed his head and kissed her in the brow and smiled: "Stupid woman."

There was no dream in one liquid. When Huang Ling woke up, Mobson had already got up and had breakfast in the kitchen.
"Ah, really comfortable~~~~"
Huang Ling spread her limbs and laid comfortably on the bed, lying in a large shape, and lying in a very unsightly manner.
She took a deep breath and was in a beautiful mood. She even had a sweet breath, and the sweetness also had a delicious aroma.

What did Momo do for me?
Huang Ling sat up slowly and smiled and said to herself:
Go brush your teeth and wash out and have breakfast.

Go into the bathroom, take off your pants and sit on the toilet.
However, when she saw that her light purple internal library was stained with brown blood, she was so scared that her face changed.
Heart, because of fear, the heart beats and sizzles.
She was wearing her trousers and staring at the blood on the inner bank in horror. What happened? How come back to red? Wouldn't it be a miscarriage?
Heart, more and more fear, both hands are shaking.
"Huang Ling?" Mobson made a breakfast, and came in and told her to get up and eat. No one was in bed. He came to the bathroom door and knocked on the door gently. The sweet voice came in.
"Momo..." Huang Ling’s voice trembled, listening to crying.
Mobosen's heart was tight, and he said nothing, and quickly pushed the door in.
Seeing her carrying her pants, her face was pale and she looked terrified. Mobson stepped forward and asked with concern: "What happened? Was it scared?"
"Inside the library... the inner library..." Huang Ling said that she was unfavorable. When she thought of her abortion, her soul was gone.
Internal library?
Mobson looked down puzzledly, and there was brown secretion in the inner library!
Mobson is frowning, is it blood?
He is very nervous, but in front of Huang Ling, he can't be distracted.
He helped her lift her pants and comforted: "Not a lot of blood, don't be too nervous, relax, I will send you to the hospital!"
After that, he hugged her and quickly walked out of the bathroom!
"I'm so scared..." Huang Ling clenched her hands tightly on Mobosen's chest and her voice trembled.