Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Huang Ling's hand can finally be drawn back.

She looked at the man with a smile, "You made me catch it. ”

The man looked at Huang Ling with his hands strangled. "I'm letting you grab it, not pinch it. ”

“Well, don't be angry. My store recently entered Bacardi. Listen to Bacardi, this wine is for noble people. Sir, I think you have a better temper than the President. Would you like a drink?” Huang Ling smiled.

This man seemed to love face, heard Huang Ling say his temper was better than that of the president, his angry chest was less boring.

“Have a drink!” He looked at Huang Ling and said out loud.

“All right!” Huang Ling smiled and turned around to have the other colleagues bring the wine to this man.

And she went to the bathroom and flushed her hands, disgusting, disgusting, disgusting man!

“Oh...” Thinking of Huang Ling, Mobson laughed.

This is not a great move, but it's interesting that this woman has managed to break away from the claw and sell an expensive glass of wine.

When Huang Ling came back from the bathroom, she stopped wandering around on Mobson's side.

Run to the other side to work, get busy, time passes quickly, but people are tired.

Finally, at 3: 00 in the morning, there were more people at the table than there were at that time.

When the colleague who came to take over arrived, Huang Ling left work.

This evening was particularly tiring, possibly because of her busy schedule and possibly because of what happened during the day, which left her physically and mentally fatigued.

She walked out of the bar wearing a wine table suit and a bag.

The moment I came out, I felt like I was in an ice kiln, cold!

Especially when the wind blows and she shakes.

But standing in front of the bar, she snapped.

Her public is still on the doorstep!

She came to work by taxi, now she needs to take a taxi back...

Even at the wine table, taxis are not easy at this time.

Lots of people and fewer cars.

Huang Ling shuddered when she thought that the man wanted to treat herself.

I don't know. I'll take a cab later. Doesn't the driver have to give her a compliment?

Too much thought...

Huang Ling was laughed at by his idea.

She's not a gorgeous chick who can provoke a man's fire at first sight.

Taxi drivers also have good professional ethics?

“Brother.” Suddenly, his shoulder was put on an arm.

Huang Ling was shocked and the condition reflexed to hit the owner of the arm with his elbow.

Her elbow was blocked by a big hand before she could make a single move.

Over your head, there's a low voice, "it's me. ”

Huang Ling looked up and looked at Mobson wonderfully, "Are you still there? ”

“Gone, slept. ”

“What are you doing here, sleepwalking?” Huang Ling took his hand off and put it on her shoulder, uncomfortable.

This man, tall, with thick arms, sits on her shoulder and feels heavy.

“Well, sleepwalking came to pick you up from work. ”

Huang Ling listened, looked up and looked stunned at Mobson, “How did you know I was off duty at this time?” You're still here on time.

Mobson grinned, "You said you couldn't wait till dawn at three o'clock until six or seven o'clock, it would be exhausting. ”

After listening, Huang Ling suddenly floated in her heart and couldn't even describe the taste.

She retracted her gaze, mumbled her mouth and swept through the darkness of her eyes.

On such a cold day, it was the middle of the night again. Even a boyfriend, husband, may not be able to sleep, and get up to pick her up from work.