Chapter 1142: Mobson's gloomy face

His mouth came to her ear and muttered: "In this life, it is yours."
"Hmm... Momo..."
"Do you want speed?"
"To..."
"So? Do you like this?"
"Like..." Huang Ling, now, is like his jealousy.
He has a blank mind, what he said is what he said.
"Huang Ling, I like your voice, call..."
"what--"
"Huang Ling, say love me, say love Momo!"
"..." Just, responding to him is a silence, Huang Ling lying there, motionless.
This is a blushing face, becoming dark red with a hint of purple.
"Huang Ling?"
He patted her face and Huang Ling did not respond.
He put his finger in front of her nose and breathed weakly.
Mobson took a hole and thought of something. He quickly pulled out and quickly attached a bath towel, put on a long trench coat, and then quickly wrapped his quilt around Huang Ling, picked her up and rushed out.
It was dark, one was not wearing clothes, one was wearing a bath towel, and the upper body was covered with a long trench coat. When the two men appeared in the doctor's office, they were stunned by two female doctors in the office.
In fact, Mobson took Huang Ling off the bus and rushed into the hospital all the way, which caused a lot of people's strange eyes.
"Save her, she fainted! Hurry!" Mobson hurried to the female doctor.
The two female doctors saw that Mobson was handsome, and the bangs posted on the forehead were still dripping with sweat, so sexy, so his attitude towards him was quite good.
They quickly took Huang Ling down and checked.
After fifteen minutes -
Huang Ling was lying on the hospital bed with an oxygen mask.
The reason she passed out was the lack of oxygen in her brain.
The cause of suffocation is because the body is delicate and can not withstand the high tide of the blood.
In a word, Huang Ling lacks exercise and can't bear his might.
Mobson also thought that she was suffering from a family illness, and she was worried that her heart was broken.
I still blame myself for being too fierce, but I did not expect that she was so delicate that she could not bear it -
Mobson grimaced, sitting in front of the bed, looking at Huang Ling in a gloomy manner.
Lack of exercise - does she often dance with the aunts in the square? Still lack of exercise?
Oxygen enters the brain, and Huang Ling wakes up.
She opened her eyes and looked into a handsome, gloomy face.
She glanced at it and felt that the front and back paintings were far apart. She asked: "Mo brother, where are we?"
Not like their new bedroom.
When Huang Ling was low, she saw her nostrils and inserted an oxygen tube.
"This..." She looked stunned. She remembered that they were doing something wrong, how?
"We are in the hospital." Mobson said faintly.
"Hospital?" Huang Ling thought, is it a dream to be lingering with him?
"Huang Ling, doing that can suffocate oxygen to the hospital, presumably only you?" Mobosen looked at Huang Ling with a funny smile.
Do that?
Choking hypoxia?
Huang Ling looked at Mobson, because he was too hasty, and his coat button was not buckled.
Showing a chest, waist, casually tied with a bath towel, will fall off with a gentle pull.
Huang Ling stunned. "How can this be?"
Mobson leaned over and Huang Ling saw an enlarged handsome face.
She shrank her neck and looked at Mobson in a faint manner.
Her face is still blushing, but also with the charm of the lingering.
And Mobson symbolizes his mighty parts, and finally rests.
"I have endured it for so long, the foreplay is done, and the brakes are instantaneous. Huang Ling, you know, brakes instantly, for men, the damage is not small."
"..." Huang Ling swears, she doesn't want to, she looks at him faintly: "Would you like me?"