Chapter 1293: His Huang Ling

"I heard that pregnant women are more distracted, will feel better, have a good mood, and their appetite will be good, then the baby's nutrition will be enough." Huang Ling raised her arm and hooked Mobosen's neck and smiled.
She looked at him in the mirror, and Mobson in the mirror was more like a fairy, handsome and unpredictable.
Mobosen Yuhua Wenrun, with a smile on her, the voice of the magnetic alcohol is very pleasing to the ear, "Yes, Mommy also said, pregnant women who are more active, will not be so painful when they are born." I will pull it out."
"When Mommy was born, did you come out?" Huang Ling asked.
Just pull it out... This is listening, how strange? In Huang Ling’s cognition, it’s not very painful and painful to have a baby... is it?
Liu Fengfeng can say, when she was born, it hurts for two days and one night.
"Not at all, Mommy said that when I was born, it was easier than other pregnant women. When she entered the delivery room with her, those women couldn’t give birth for a long time, she only felt stomachache, backache, and then gave birth. It is."
"Maybe Mommy's skeleton is big, it is easier to have children." Huang Ling smiled slyly.
"Mummy is always active when she is pregnant with me, and she is going to travel."
Huang Ling clung to his neck. "I want you to take me to travel."
"Meet you." Mobson took her hand. "I haven't taken a bath yet, don't hold it so."
"I don't want to abandon your sweat smell." Huang Ling got up and smiled at the man who walked into the bathroom.
"You sleep first, don't wait for me."
"Well." Huang Ling climbed into the bed. "It's really comfortable to go back to my nest."
The bed is soft, soft, and the pillow is soft, lying down, not generally comfortable.
She was really tired, lying on the bed, listening to the sound of the water coming out of the bathroom, listening and listening... just falling asleep.
When Mobson came out, she had slept very well.
Mobson walked to the bed and looked at her sleeping, her expression was very gentle.
Her dark hair was scattered on the pillow, soft like black silk.
With her eyes closed, her eyelashes are thick and curled, like a small ink fan. Under the illumination of the light, a layer of light shadow is cast, which is beautiful.
She was quietly asleep, less playful, and more beautiful.
Thinking of her life's rough, experienced so much, he pampered her.
He bent over and took a kiss on her tender face, then went to the balcony and drank half a glass of red wine.
During the day, what she told him was lingering in his ear.
He had previously speculated that she and Song Worry were holding up from an early age and growing up in two different families.
Unexpectedly, they are souls crossing - they are all on the flesh of others.
My Huang Ling, my Huang Ling...
Mobson felt very shocked by Huang Ling’s encounter.
His Huang Ling, who has experienced two lives and two lives -
After the wine is finished, his hair is dry.
He returned to the house and walked softly on the bed.
He was afraid of awakening his Huang Ling, very light and very light to go to bed. However, just lying down, Huang Ling is like a kitten, and has drilled into his arms.
Mobson hooked his lips, stupid girl.
He lay sideways and hugged the little woman in his arms.
The little woman found the harbor she relied on and got a comfortable posture to lie down and continue to sleep.
Mobson's cool lips kissed her with a fragrant hair.
"Huang Ling..."