Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Dark brown eyes, staring straight at each other's faces, eyebrows tight, eyes high and unpredictable.

Her tears kept falling and his eyebrows were wrinkled with the word "river”.

Come to her, stand up, bow your head, and look at her.

At close range, I can feel the sorrow and helplessness emanating from Huang Ling.

Feel her sadness, Mobson's chest, dull.

He suddenly remembered when he first met her at Worry-Free Manor.

She cried very sadly, like that, shocked, unbelievable...

Mobson has never seen a woman have this heartbreaking, hysterical grief.

Now she's like this again, and she's helpless...

Tap, tap, tap...

Tap, tap, tap...

Tears spilled silently and kept falling.

Throat swallowing, sore nose.

Huang Ling's gaze was a little blurred because her eyes were full of tears.

She blurred her gaze and saw two long legs standing beside her.

She thought it was a waitress, and she lowered her head even lower and said sobbingly, “I'm not eating, I can take the plates away. ”

When she heard her voice, Mobson frowned.

He raised his head and gently caressed the hair over her head.

Give her comfort through the palms of her hand.

Huang Ling was very unhappy when she was touched.

She raised her head like an electric shock.

Those tearful eyes stared at the person who touched her with a cannibal eye and murdered: “You close the plate, what are you touching me for! Ah, how is that you? ”

Her voice was so loud that she had already attracted a lot of attention when she was sitting here eating with Mugu.

Now, she shouted so loudly, as if the whole restaurant's eyes were gathering towards her.

Huang Ling was embarrassed and hurriedly lowered his head.

Shame on you!

She scolded herself in her heart, and in her own spleen, what qualifies her as an elegant and prestigious presidential wife.

Don't be ashamed of herdsmen. She wants to find a hole to go in.

Mobson just wanted to give Huang Ling a simple comfort, a friend's concern.

He didn't expect Huang Ling to react so much.

He starts off stunned and then laughs.

His smile, handsome.

Laughter, brilliant ears.

Huang Ling suddenly appeared in his mind.

At this moment, she thought Gu Qiu stood beside her.

She looked up slowly, looking at Mobson.

Mobson doesn't care about other people's eyes, he looks at her, he walks across from her and sits down.

Huang Ling's eyes followed him.

Her expression at the moment, like an injured wildcat.

“What are you doing here?” Huang Ling asked softly.

Mobson shrugged his shoulders and his eyes were instantly unpredictable.

Then followed by warm eyes, like the stars in the night sky.

“I still like to see you laugh, even curse, look better than you are crying right now.” Mobson plays funny.

Huang Ling sucked his sour nose and mumbled: “Who would cry? ”

“The actress in the movie cried pretty good. ”

Huang Ling glanced at Mobson without anger: "I don't have to show the world the mirror, I'm not the heroine inside! ”

“Can you tell me why you're sitting here crying? Abandoned? ”

When Huang Ling listened, her heart ached. Her eyes were hot and she almost cried. “Kind of. ”

She's in such a special situation. How can you tell Mobson?