“I just believe what I see in front of me, if you don't like Eina, you can stay away from her.” Huang Ling mumbled and said.

“Well, I'll ignore her in the future, except for work.” Mobson smiled lightly, his eyes sparkled, his eyes deeply divine.

“You can't talk too much about work. Don't you have people? Let her talk to Ives.” Huang Lingbao said.

Mobson snapped his lips and smiled gently: "Okay, I'll try to avoid her. ”

“Not as much as possible, definitely!” Huang Ling is angry.

“Whatever you say, I'll listen. ”

“If you ever go out with another woman, I'll find a little * *! ”

Mobson looked warm with a faint smile: "How dare you! ”

“If I dare, it depends on your performance.” Huang Ling pounded his mouth.

Huang Ling's skin was very white and she had just been kissed red by Mobson.

She's now pouting, lukewarm red lips, tempting Mobson again.

Mobson hugged her and kissed her again.

“Knock, knock ——”

The door rang and Mobson stopped.

He looked deeply at Huang Ling: “It must be Ives, the son of a bitch. ”

“Go open the door for him.” Huang Ling said.

“No.” Mobson fingered Huang Ling's face.

He held the rough finger of the gun for many years, gently, slowly, crossed Huang Ling's skin, Huang Ling felt a little crisp, scratched by him, itchy.

When her fingers reached her neck, Huang Ling felt more itchy and laughed "giggly”.

“Ken laughed?” Mobson played gently around her neck.

He loves the touch, fine skin, and soft delicacies.

“You can only love me, and I'll laugh every day, and if you fall in love with someone, I'll make you cry every day! ”

“No love, no other woman can get into my eyes.” Mobson hooks his lips.

“I'm not pretty, how did I get into your eyes? ”

“What did you say? Eight pairs of green beans, right in the eye. ”

Huang Ling couldn't help but smile: “Are you saying you're an asshole and I'm a green bean? ”

“It's just a metaphor, and you can think of me as something else. Anyway, I like you.” Mobson pulled her collar and looked down.

Huang Ling stared at him: "Want to take off my clothes and squeeze the bed with me? ”

“Your skin is reddish. Don't you have sunscreen? ”

“No, you go buy it for me. ”

Mobson smiled softly: "Okay. ”

“Knock, knock ——”

The door rang again, Mobson frowned and greeted Eves' family with his heart.

Haven't seen anyone open the door in such a long time?

Huang Ling touched Mobson's face and smiled. “Brother Mo, go open the door. ”

“The boy hasn't left yet, not without opening the door.” Mobson got up and got dressed before he opened the door.

Mobson was just about to blame the man, and when he saw Ainah, not Ives, standing at the door, his deep eyes swept away: “Is that you? ”

When she heard the word "you”, Huang Ling raised her ear curiously and looked out at her head. Who is it?

“Noodles." Einayan lifted the box in her hand, laughing: “When you came back, the school cafeteria was closed again. I didn't know if you had anything. I brought it to you on my own initiative. ”

Mobson frowned and glanced slightly at Aina's food box and raised her lips with a groan: “After all this time, have you cooked your face? ”

"'It's not cooked, it's soaked,' said Aina. ”