Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“No, I wasn't naughty at all when I was a kid, and my mom died when I was five. ”

“What about your current mother, your foster mother? ”

“ …… ”

Huang Ling listened, the whole person shook up, and then hit a spiritual.

She... I can't believe she said something wrong!

Huang Ling bowed his head, a facial tangle.

Long eyelashes covered her inner tangle.

Mobson couldn't see the look on her face, but he knew more or less that she was hiding something from him.

At that point, the waiter brought up the Mobson order.

The scent of the dish drifted into Huang Ling's nose.

Huang Ling looked up and took a look at the dishes.

Mobson ordered two cups of hot pure milk, one for him and one for her.

When the milk came up, Mobson took a sip and cut the steak in an elegant manner.

This is Huang Ling's first time, watching him eat so seriously.

At his house, they had dinner together.

But at the time, like a hungry wolf, she didn't even notice his picture.

Turns out, he eats as well as Gu Zheng can make people happy.

Elegant action, put your hands in the air, all through nobility, you can tell from a young age that you grew up in nobility.

Huang Ling held her head and watched Mobson eat.

Mobson slowly sliced the steak into his mouth.

He chewed slowly, squinting his eyes, making them seem narrower, "Lindy, would you drool looking at me like this? ”

Huang Ling shook her head gently, "No, I was looking handsome while you were eating, not watching how fragrant your food smelled. ”

Mobson snapped his lips, "Well, enjoy it, I think I look handsome and very attractive eating. ”

“Yeah, eat with you while you're in M City. Brother Mo, it's settled. You can buy me dinner if you want. ”

“No problem.”

“But I won't pay. ”

“Don't worry, Lindy, my money is enough to buy you eight lifetimes. Besides, I don't compare these to my brothers. ”

Huang Ling held his hands against his chin and looked forward to it. "Ah, I've only lived in M City since I was a kid. It would be great to go to your country one day to play. ”

Mobson's eyes glistened, laughing: "It's a long way to go, you'll get a chance. ”

“In your country, you're going to be my guide, and you're going to eat and you're going to pack. ”

“I'm sure I'll take you all over the country. ”

Huang Ling looked at Mobson with a smile, "Well, thank you for being my ATM. ”

“ATM, is that an adjective for a man? ”

“Yes.” No, no, no.

Mobson saw her watching herself not drink milk, and he pointed to the glass of milk with his chin.

And he said warmly, "Drink it while it's hot. ”

“Okay.” Huang Ling picked up the milk and sighed.

Huang Ling, although not a stunning woman, smiled, her eyes turned to thread and her smile was very sweet.

She drank it sip by sip, and after that, Mobson ate almost as much.

He dropped the knife and smoked a tissue to wipe the grease off his mouth.

A very ordinary move, elegant and noble by him, with a sense of courage.

Huang Ling looked at the food left on the plate. She looked at Mobson strangely, “No? ”

“No more. ”

“Packing? ”

“No.”

“Isn't that a waste? ”

Mobson shrugged, "But I don't want to eat anymore. ”

“So you ordered so much? ”

“I'm used to it, my table, a lot of vegetables, meat, vegetables, soup. ”