Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

It's like it's really like the writing of a little baby who just learned to write... it's because of the manual, Huang Ling is so comforting to himself.

She looks up and looks at Mobson in the dark. Does she really understand lips?

She moves her mouth, she speaks faster, like she's trying him, "Brother Mo, I know what I'm doing, I'll be fine, Pastoral left a note, should send me medicine soon. Oops, you smile, I know Mo is warm, now you're so cold, I'm like isolated in an ice kiln, cold. ”

Mobson held his thin lips tight and looked at Huang Ling without saying a word. The expression, highly unpredictable, did not know what he was thinking or whether he understood what she was saying.

When Huang Ling saw that he didn't say anything, he said: “At the beginning, I didn't feel any pain, I just felt tired. ”

Mobson is still holding his thin lips tight. To Huang Ling, in Huang Ling's view, he is somewhat indifferent.

Half a dozen, he just wrote on the paper, "What if the pills don't work? ”

Huang Ling looked at the words and laughed: “It won't work, I believe Pastoral. ”

“Lindy, you're pathetic.” Mobson wrote.

When Huang Ling listened, her heart ached slightly.

She smiled bitterly at Mobson: "Yeah, I'm pathetic. ”

Mobson thought about it and wrote on the paper: "Fortunately… took elephant stones. ”

Otherwise, what would he do?

Huang Ling chuckled: “Yeah, with stones, the medicine to deal with 'Tianlei’ will come out soon. ”

Mobson wrote, "Do you really love Pastoral Ancient? ”

Seeing this line of words, Huang Ling glanced at it.

She looks a little sudden. Does she love Pastoralism?

She doesn't know...

Seeing her unanswered and suddenly, Mobson twisted his eyebrows.

She doesn't love Pastoralism. If she did, she wouldn't have that look.

Not to love, but to make such sacrifices for him. If she loves, isn't she like a moth?

“Lindy, think about yourself.” Mobson wrote again.

Huang Ling looked up and looked at his words. His words were beautiful and as handsome as his people.

Huang Ling removed her gaze from the paper and came to Mobson's face.

She looked at him for a long time and suddenly smiled softly, "Brother Mo, I promise you when I get out of here. From now on, everything will be for me. ”

What else did Mobson want to write, when Pastoral came.

Come in with him, there's a doctor.

The doctor had a soup can in his hand, and Huang Ling looked at it and thought, it should be medicine.

Mobson saw Pastor come in, stacked the piece of paper he wrote without a trace, folded it up, and put it in his pants pocket.

Ancient Pastor saw Mobson in, and Peach Eyes swept by surprise.

He knows Mobson, the supreme head of State L, the most influential man in military politics.

Pastoral eyebrows, look at Mobson sitting on the floor with his tray legs, and look at Huang Ling sitting on the floor inside.

Looks like they should be having a good time before he gets here.

Mobson got up and gently saluted Pastoral Ancient: “Hello, Mr. Pastoral! ”

Pastoral just glanced at him lightly, and then gave the doctor a look, and the doctor grasped it, came to the gate, and put the soup can in.

Mobson looked from the level, one level off the soup tank that went in.

He asked Pastoral: "Medicine? ”

Pastoral nod: “Hmm. ”

A faint voice, he was somewhat repugnant to this Mobson, who had influence in the military.

Perhaps he's the reason he works for State L, and he wouldn't have made out with State L if it weren't for the stones of Swordtooth Elephant.