Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“Who's so bored that I'm afraid of being slapped?” Mobson can't help but laugh.

“I'm afraid, not necessarily really. ”

Mobson snapped his lips and looked at Huang Ling with interest, "I realized that I would feel better with you somehow. ”

“I'm in the opposite mood. ”

“I'd like to treat you to a snack night, would you like to see your face? ”

“Sorry, I have to go to work.” Looks like you don't have to take this leave.

Don't know if he'll haunt himself if he knows he's not at work?

“What time do you get off? ”

“Why do you ask so many questions? By the time I got off work, you were all in your dreams.” So don't ask, even a boyfriend doesn't necessarily come to pick her up at 3: 00 a.m.

“If we leave tomorrow morning at 7: 00 or 8: 00, how about we have breakfast tea? I hear M City people love breakfast tea. ”

“By the time they had breakfast tea, I had entered my dreamland.” So be it.

Mobson looked deeply at Huang Ling, “You're not leaving work in the middle of the night, are you? ”

“Yeah, just in the middle of the night. ”

“Are you so scared to death that you're not scared to go home in the middle of the night? ”

“…” How does this person speak?

She's scared to death. There are limits, okay?

And to put it so bluntly, she's scared to death, okay?

At least give her a little face.

Huang Ling turned a white eye, “I can't just wait till 6: 00 to 7: 00 because I'm afraid of dying. Why don't you go back at dawn? I'll be exhausted. Okay, I'm not gonna tell you. I'm gonna go to work. ”

Huang Ling walked two steps and suddenly thought of something, turning around and looking at Mobson: “Why don't you send me back my shoes and clothes? ”

Mobson flanked herself and looked warmly at her, "Not dry yet, I'll send it back to you when I'm done. ”

“Thanks.” Huang Ling took the bag and went inside the bar.

Fifteen minutes later, she appeared in a bar suit in front of the bar.

There are a lot of people here to drink tonight, and the business is hot.

The round bar is surrounded by guests, and Huang Ling is very busy.

Not so long ago, this man shouted for wine. Not so long ago, this man shouted for alcohol...

Even bartenders don't stop bartenders.

Some of the Guests had pretty bad drinks, had a few more drinks, and they were there talking nonsense.

Whistling at the girl who works at the bar, she talks about Huang ~ section.

But they ignore them and do their job. It's no surprise that when faced with a guest like this, it's like home meals.

“Wong Ling, give me three cocktails.” When Mobson came to the bar, an elbow stood on the bar, his body leaning against it, his hand as long as a jade, and he knocked gently on the stage, very regular.

Huang Ling looked this way. Seeing him, he mumbled and served him three cocktails.

“Didn't you say you were going to have a snack? Why are you drinking?” Huang Ling asked.

Mobson had a charming smile on his face and his eyes were inky, "Why don't you come and have a drink with me? Would I raise your bonus if I asked you for a drink? ”

Huang Ling smiled at him, "No, my salary is fixed. Mr. Mobson, take your time. ”

“Beauty, I'll have three cocktails too.” A man sitting next to Mobson was a little drunk, staring at three cocktails in front of Mobson and telling Huang Ling.

Huang Ling maintained a professional smile on her face, "Okay, hold on. ”

Soon Huang Ling came with a tray and placed a few glasses of wine on the tray. She took three of the cocktails out of the tray and placed them in front of the man.

The man looked at Huang Ling and closed his hand.

Huang Ling's skin was fine and her fingers were long because she had been lying there for more than seven months and her hands appeared whiter.

The man's eyes suddenly became dark, suddenly reaching out his big palm and pressing Huang Ling's white and tender palm, “Beautiful woman, you have beautiful hands. ”