Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Damn, no lady, no elegance, no one!

At present, fill your stomach before talking.

Mobson watched her eat and suddenly felt that watching her eat was also an appreciation.

She eats fast, but eats nice, bold, but not rude.

Soon a girl pretends to be more or less Sven in front of a man and disguises herself.

Especially if you're eating, you have to be Sven, and you have to pretend to be gentle. Just eat a little bit and you're full.

The woman in front of him is different, so let him eat, let him look at her, look at her.

He served her half a bowl of ginger soup and gently placed it next to her, "Don't worry about the meat, you have to drink the soup. ”

“Mmm.” Huang Ling was full of oil.

Mobson picks up the chopsticks, clips a piece of chicken into his mouth and chews it slowly.

He looked at Huang Ling with a smile in his dark eyes.

Looks like she eats more than he eats.

……

Finally, Huang Ling eats all the dishes left.

And Mobson, from beginning to end, hasn't eaten ten bites...

“Drink soup.” Mobson pushed the soup bowl.

“Ah...” Huang Ling's hands held up his waist, his neck shrunk, his shoulders drowned, and he looked pitifully at Mobson, “Hold on so I don't want to move, what should I do? ”

“A cold mixer is missing.” Mobson shrugged, "I had to sit here and wait until I couldn't hold out. ”

In the talking room, he pulled out the paper and handed it to Huang Ling's eyes.

Huang Ling looked at the dining paper in the dark, “Alas, you don't even have the strength to wipe your mouth, leave it. ”

“Want me to wipe it for you?” Mobson asked.

“No!” Huang Ling listened, quickly feeling the spirit, hurriedly grabbed the dining paper and rubbed it against her mouth several times.

Because of the spicy little lobster and the spicy ginger soup, the lips look extra bright red without any oil stains.

It's a little swollen, rich, tempting.

Looking at her lips, Mobson frowned.

Evil became evil, and he actually, at this moment, came up with the idea of kissing her.

Mobson retracted his gaze and looked at the dish bowl at the dining table and smiled: “I can't believe you ate this. ”

Huang Ling was slightly embarrassed: “I eat food. ”

“Insulator, food, this kind of woman, isn't it unique? ”

“Character? There's so much to be said about you being impersonal.” Also personality--

That's interesting.

Mobson snapped his lips and looked at her: "Shall I take you to the couch and sit next to you? ”

“No, no, no!” Huang Ling listened and waved, “I can do it myself. ”

Speaking, Huang Ling got up.

His coat, on her, looks good.

Mobson: "Look at the clothes Auntie bought you. They don't fit. ”

Huang Ling's hands and forks, like a big belly woman, walked slowly into the living room, twisting and eating too full.

There is a shopping bag on the sofa in the living room.

Huang Ling didn't even look at it. He took the shopping bag and went straight into the bathroom.

Mobson frowned and smiled at her back.

She was so conservative, she had to go into the bathroom and lock the door and put on some clothes?

Not long after, she came out of the bathroom.

Hourly bought her a thick, stylish long coat.

You don't have to go into the bathroom to change, just take it out of your shopping bag and put it on.

Long goose yellow coat that matches Huang Ling's skin tone perfectly, stylish and classy.

Mobson walked in and gazed at her. Sexy ~ sexy lips snapped up and said warmly: "That's good, it suits your temperament. ”