Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

"No, I wasn't naughty when I was young, and my mother died when I was five."

"Then your mother is your mother?"

"...???!!!!"

Huang Ling heard, the whole person shook a bit, and then slammed a fierce spirit.

She... actually said the wrong thing!

Huang Ling bowed her head and her face was tangled.

Long eyelashes, covering her inner tangles.

Although Mobson could not see the expression on her face, she knew how much she had something to do with him.

At this time, the waiter brought the dishes from Mobson Point up.

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

Huang Ling looked up and glanced at the dishes.

Mobson asked for two cups of hot pure milk. He had a cup and she had a cup.

After the milk came up, Mobson took a sip and then cut the steak gracefully.

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

At his home, they had dinner together.

But at that time, she was like a hungry wolf, and she did not notice his eating.

It turned out that he ate, like Gu Yu, to make people pleasing.

The movements are elegant, and the gestures are full of extravagance. At first glance, I know that I grew up in the nobility from an early age.

Huang Ling held her head and watched Mobson eat.

Mobson slowly cut the steak and sent it to his mouth.

He slowly chewed and squinted his eyes, making his eyes more narrow. "Ling, so watching me eat, will you drool?"

Huang Ling shook her head gently. "No, I am looking at the handsome look of your meal, not watching how delicious your food is."

Mobson hooked his lips. "That's good, appreciate it. I also think that my meal is very handsome and very attractive."

"Yeah, when you are in M ​​City, you have to spend more time with you. Mo brother, just say so, if you have time, please let me eat."

"no problem."

"But I won't pay the bill."

"Ling Di, you can rest assured that my money is enough for you to eat for eight lifetimes. Besides, I don't care about these with my brother."

Huang Ling held her chin on her chin and groaned. "Ah, I grew up in M ​​City. I only lived in M ​​City. I can go to your country to play someday. How good."

Mobson flashed and smiled: "The road is long and there will be opportunities."

"When you are in your country, you have to be my tour guide, eat and live with you."

"That must be, I will take you to eat all over the country."

Huang Ling smiled and looked at Mobson. "Thank you for your willingness to be my cash machine."

"The cash machine, is this adjective that praises men?"

"Yes." Not too, yes.

Mobson saw that she had been watching herself not drinking milk. He pointed to the glass of milk with his chin.

Then Wen Sheng said: "Drink it, it's hot."

"Okay." Huang Ling picked up the milk and smiled.

Although Huang Ling is not a stunning woman, she laughs, her eyes become a line, and her smile is sweet.

She sipped in a sip, and after drinking it, Mobson also ate almost.

He put down the knife and took a paper towel to wipe the oil on his lips.

Very ordinary movements, he was very elegant, distinguished, and exuding a force.

Huang Ling looked at the food left in the plate. She looked at Mobson strangely. "Don't you eat?"

"Don't eat."

"Bale?"

"Do not."

"Isn't that a waste?"

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

"Then you still have so much?"

"Get used to it, my table, there must be a lot of dishes, meat, fruits and vegetables, soup can not be less."