Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Huang Ling laughed. “Really? Do you like such a dead woman? ”

Mobson shook his head helplessly: "She's the girl I've always liked. ”

Huang Ling leaned aside and said with disdain: “I liked it a long time ago and I still can't take it, you really are enough. ”

Mobson looked at Huang Ling a little unhappy, “Like she had to respect her, she didn't like me, do I have to be strong? ”

“Looks like you're quite a man.” Huang Ling photographed the table softly, "you take your time and I'll greet the other guests. ”

Huang Ling just turned around and the bar manager rushed to the bar and asked a few people who worked at the bar: “Who prepared the wine in the Black Rose VIP room? ”

Huang Ling listened, his eyes swept away, the woman, pulled?

Aside from Huang Ling, the others looked at the manager with confusion, and the bartender asked, "Manager, do we have a problem with wine? ”

“Guests complain, alcohol is poisonous! ”

Mobson stood up and looked at several people at the bar in the shadow.

Huang Ling looked over and looked at Mobson in confusion.

When he looked like ice, she whispered. He was so responsive. What the hell was that?

He had just come down from the VIP room and saw Li Xinxin walk into the Black Rose VIP room.

Before he left, a young woman gave her wine!

That arrogant woman, was she poisoned?

Just as Mobson was nervous about whether Li Xinxin would be in danger, the manager suddenly said: "Our wine quality is bareback, it's not poisonous, it must be your hands are not clean, or the cup is not clean, making the Guest hungry. Who prepared that drink? Go apologize to the Guest and don't make things worse. ”

Tummy?

Mobson listened and his tight face softened slightly.

Oh, he thought she was poisoned.

Some of the guys on the bar, you look at me, I look at you, and one of them says, "Is it possible that the Guest ate something else and had a bad stomach? ”

“It's just that it's not necessarily our drinking problem, it's probably her own problem. ”

They, you and I, say one thing, and the manager also feels that it's not necessarily about wine that the Guest is having a stomachache.

It's possible. She's eating too much. Is she eating too much?

Only Huang Ling stood beside him and didn't say a word from beginning to end.

Mobson looked at her, and when he saw her bowing her head, his mouth snapped with a smile.

Mobson picked an eyebrow and guessed what.

He sat down and looked at Huang Ling with interest.

All of a sudden, her side looks pretty.

“Who prepared that drink?” The manager asks again.

“It's me." Huang Ling stepped out.

Everyone's eyes fell on Huang Ling.

“Go apologize to the guests.” The manager looked at Huang Ling and said.

Huang Ling looked innocent, "But I'm not drugged. Why apologize? ”

“Because the other side is the one we can't offend. ”

“If I apologize, she...” Don't you forgive me?

After that, before Huang Ling could say it, Huang Ling saw Li Xinxin come out of the fire.

Huang Ling suddenly felt a killing breath.

Li Xinxin came to the bar, angry and stared at the manager: “Find out who poisoned me! ”

“It's me." Mobson's low voice sounded thick.

It's not loud, but it's very powerful.