"Oh..." Huang Ling couldn't help but laugh, and smiled very happy.

Mobson looked at her body. After she was injured in the ranch, she had a lot of scars.

Song Wuyi gave her a cream and let her apply it every night.

A month passed, the scars became lighter, and now on her, it became pinkish pink, soaked in hot water, more beautiful.

Mobson's dawn is deep and deep, like a well.

He bowed his head and gently bit her earlobe.

Huang Ling played a spirit, "Don't move here."

Mobson smiled, his voice was magnetic and dumb: "It turns out that you can make you so cute.

"Uncomfortable..." Huang Ling is low, what is cute?

"Resist the point. Let's start taking a shower."

Mobson is now like a fire.

He hugged her tightly, and she clung to his chest.

She clearly felt that his heart, which was about to jump out of the body, was slamming.

"Back to me," Mobson said in a low voice.

Huang Ling’s brain is inexplicably a bit worried.

Mobson let her back to him, she really backed him in the bathtub.

Mobson stared at her back and looked at her body from behind, not to have a flavor and beauty.

"I was the first time... I saw a woman's body..." Mobson sounded dumb.

His magical spirit with a spirit of entanglement, Huang Ling's soul has to be taken away.

"Ok……"

"I have endured twenty-nine years to wait for you to appear."

"Yeah." She believed what he said.

Appreciating her back, Mobson suddenly pulled Huang Ling's body and let her face herself.

Huang Ling had to bend her knees.

Mobson's sight, follow her little to look down.

This look, the whole body is upright.

Uncomfortable!

Huang Ling is also blushing.

The whole atrium is a feeling of incitement.

Mobson hooked his lips and picked up her soft, boneless hand over his little complex.

Huang Ling’s eyes narrowed and she looked up and looked at Mobson in amazement.

Mobson smiled a little fascinated, evil, "Huang Ling, in the future, he belongs to you, this life only obeys you."

The feeling of being "..." is really happy and very sweet.

Mobson breathes low and his voice is hoarse: "Do you like him?"

Huang Ling’s face was burning, she nodded: “Like...”

"Bath for him, wash it." Mobson reached out and picked up the shower gel from the side and squeezed into the water.

After he helped her bathe, after a while, the clear water, a lot of bubbles.

The bubbles blocked their view, and the underwater body was not transparent.

Mo Bosen helped Huang Ling wash his body, Huang Ling helped Mobosen wash his body, half an hour later -

Mobson is holding Huang Ling and coming out of the bathroom.

He put her on the bed, slender figure, covering it.

The soft bed, because of his gravity, got stuck some.

Now, they know what to do next.

Huang Ling nervously licked the sheets under her body, her ruddy face, with a hint of shame, and looked at Mobson in a faint manner.

Mobson took her wet bangs in front of her forehead, holding her face in her hands and staring affectionately.

Then, bow down and kiss her lips.

He has endured for so long, it is already very difficult.

Therefore, his embarrassment, although somewhat rusty and clumsy, is eager and eager to plunder. Grab all the scent of Huang Ling.

Huang Ling was crippled with a blank body and soft body -

This wonderful feeling makes Huang Ling feel strange.