Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“Is there anyone else here besides you and me?” Mobson laughed.

“Ha-ha-ha...”

When Huang Ling heard it, she laughed twice very gently.

She used oil-stained index fingers on Mobson's face, a little happy, "You're the first person to say I'm smiling, and I'll remember you. ”

Mobson is a very clean person who, during training, can roll in dirt and eat animal meat raw.

But back home, he was a very, very clean man with clean clothes and clean faces.

Now, Huang Ling used his oily hand to dot his handsome face, and he didn't even get angry.

His eyes glanced at her fingers and smiled. "How old are you? ”

“Twenty-two.” The original owner's ID card shows that she is twenty-two years old.

“None of them, including women, said you were smiling? ”

Huang Ling glanced back, shook his head, bitterly pulled the corner of his mouth, “No, I'm almost the kind of person without friends, female friends, male friends, none. ”

Huang Ling looked at Mobson and blinked and asked playfully, "Do you know what people like me are called to do? ”

Mobson shook his head: “I don't know. ”

“Insulator.” After that, Huang Ling giggled twice, "idiot. ”

Mobson frowned, “Aren't you friends with Gu Xiao's wife? ”

Huang Ling mumbled, “I only recently met her and made friends, but she leaned into the country. Why do you think I smile so good? Well, this little lobster is so fucking delicious. I like to eat, but I don't do it, let my mom do it, my mom has never made a lobster before, now I have the financial ability to buy her a lobster, she can't make this flavor. ”

Mobson's eyes grew smiling, “If it's good, I'll eat it all. I don't know how many little lobsters, big lobsters, I don't know how much. ”

Huang Ling held his head and looked at Mobson for a few seconds. He smiled. “Am I welcome then? ”

“I always don't like polite friends. You have to learn Gu Xiao. I saved his wife twice. He didn't invite me to dinner. This kind of polite friend is interesting to make. ”

“Oh, him, that's the guy, cold personality, cold on the face, but if you have a problem, he'll help you. And he cared so much about his wife that he was afraid you would hook her up.” After that, Huang Ling smiled at Mobson again.

She smiled and her eyes narrowed into a curved line, sweet.

Mobson asked with interest, "You seem to know Gu Qiu very well. ”

Huang Ling's eyes were converging and her heart was slightly heavy. How could she know him well? I don't know how much I know him.

Huang Ling lowered her head and kept eating the little lobster in order to hide her inner emotions. Her mouth was blurred. “I don't know him. I heard these words from his wife. ”

Mobson stopped saying anything and continued to drink the soup gracefully.

Huang Ling was really welcome, a plate of lobster, she just ate it.

After eating the lobster, we'll start eating the Beijing roasted duck. It tastes good, and the meat is smooth, especially the skins. It's delicious!

Yellow bean sprouts, such ordinary dishes, were made so deliciously by that hour.

Huang Ling was already hungry, ate and drank a bowl of porridge before leaving the house, and then fainted until now she had not eaten anything.

Plus, it was cold, she was particularly hungry, her appetite grew, and now she has so much delicious food, she eats it without regard for her image.