Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Mobson blows his eyes up, and his eyes contain concern for her, "Blow it, does it still hurt? ”

Huang Ling's eyes were red, she shook her head, the wound was painless, but her heart could not describe the taste.

Is Mobson so smart that she doesn't know she's pretending to hurt?

But she let him blow, he really blows...

Her eyes are all heartbroken...

Even blowing, so focused...

Huang Ling's heart moves and feels all the same.

“Brother Mo, you don't have to do this.” Huang Ling swallowed.

“Blowing won't hurt you. Why not?” Mobson helped her remove her sleeve and gently caressed her swollen arm.

“I mean, you don't have to be such a dirty servant from L to K, I'm just bitten by a snake, not seriously hurt.” Huang Ling looked at Mobson in the dark.

“For me, being bitten by a snake is a serious injury. ”

Huang Ling listened, her heart snapped, her eyes became redder, “Brother Mo, you are so kind to me. ”

She saw the roses on the table, "You sent me flowers. I grew up with no flowers from a man. ”

“Poor baby.” Mobson: “Ugly, who dares to send you flowers? ”

“I want to smoke you. ”

“On your own? ”

“Have you eaten? ”

“No.”

“Why don't we... wash some fruit and we'll eat together? ”

Mobson gets up, "Okay. ”

Huang Ling looked at him with a smile, “Brother Mo, whoever marries you will be happy. ”

Mobson took the fruit out of the fruit basket and washed it. He glanced warmly at Huang Ling, “Aren't you happy that you're not marrying me now? ”

“Mmm.” Huang Ling nodded hard, "It's good to have a brother like you! ”

Mobson put the washed fruit in a fruit plate, bring it and eat it with Huang Ling.

Mobson leaned against the chair and looked at Huang Ling with a smile.

Huang Ling chewed on the apple and saw him looking at himself instantly. Huang Ling's eyes and Spirit of Water smiled. "Why are you looking at me like this? ”

“We haven't seen each other in four months, have we?” Mobson asked.

Huang Ling thought about it and nodded: “Almost. ”

Mobson reached over and touched Huang Ling's hair, "Her hair grew longer and more beautiful. “

“People are beautiful enough, okay? ”

“Long hair looks better than watching the video. ”

“Of course, this girl doesn't show up. ”

“Well, you're really out of the picture, shooting you, ugly. ”

“But you're on camera. You're handsome on camera, but not handsome enough.” This is not what Huang Ling meant.

Mobson, like her, is not a very good shot, and in reality, he is much more handsome than he is in the lens.

“Silly Lindy.” Mobson lit up Huang Ling's nose.

Huang Ling giggled, laughing like a bu gu bird screaming, crisp, delightful.

With Mobson present, Huang Ling felt that the time had passed quite quickly and that she was in a very good mood.

In the evening, Mobson also took her downstairs for a walk to tell her about what had happened to the troops over the past few months--

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A Rolls-Royce drove into a quiet villa.

This villa was inhabited by Song Nansheng.

After his death, he was bought here by Gu Zheng and remodeled inside and outside.

Decorate all the luxurious styles into elegant, quiet styles.

Gu Zheng's car just stopped. A man in black came forward and opened the door to him respectfully: “Young master! ”

Gu Huanzhu walked into the villa.

In the living room, a man was tied up and knelt in the middle of the living room.