Chapter 729: I am flying you with a kick.

This is not a hospital, the hospital, even if it is a ward, the air is full of the smell of disinfectant.
Now, the lingering in front of her nose is a masculine taste, with a touch of fragrance.
This fragrance is very good, but Huang Ling, who has little knowledge, does not know what fragrance it is.
This is where?
Huang Ling once again forced, bowed her head and looked at herself.
She was wearing only a set of purple warm clothing, tight-fitting, and well-defined.
Huang Ling is a good figure, tall, chest and material, but also hips, is a bit thin.
If the parts are a little longer, the feeling of giving them will definitely be different. At least, I feel very good.
It is not her home, not a hospital, nor a worry-free manor.
Was she saved by good-hearted people?
However, good-hearted people should not take her to the coma or the hotel, it should be sent to the hospital for treatment.
Could it be... in the face of a big bad guy, she was robbed ~ color?
Thinking about it, Huang Ling suddenly screamed: "Ah..."
The screams didn't stop, and the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.
A tall, slender figure, the arrow stepped.
Seeing the people coming, Huang Ling was shocked, his eyes wide open and his mouth wide open: "How could it be you?!"
Wearing beige slacks and a dark brown British coat, Mobson squinted his eyes and asked casually: "How can't it be me?"
His brown eyes, as well as his deep outline, are very eye-catching, a very handsome, handsome French man.
His body is tall, long and straight.
He is another temperament in the military uniform. He is not wearing a military uniform, but another temperament.
The deep eyes, the tall nose, the resolute lines of the face, just like the carving of the sword.
With a careless look, I said the words "How can't I be?" Huang Ling felt that his tone was scornful and evil.
However, the sound quality is very pleasant, low, mellow and magnetic.
Listening to the human heart, like a slender hand, gently stroking the heartstrings, so that the heart can not help but sway.
"You are a disciple, you save me and save me, still not ~ ritual me, you are the danger of swearing! A talent, but the heart is so mean and shameless!" Huang Ling thought that this man is helping himself Change clothes, hands touch her whole body, she will be angry!
When Mobson heard it, the brown squat bottom was swiftly swept away.
Did she misunderstand him like this?
Oh, fun!
Mobson scorned Huang Ling with interest, "the is more spicy than I thought."
"Of course, I like to eat peppers from childhood to age!" Huang Ling jumped up from the bed and stared at Mobson. "If it weren't for you to save me, I would fly you!"
If you have the heart to save her, why not send it to the hospital?
Even if her clothes are wet, the hospital has a nurse to help her change, use him to do it?
Mobson looked at her in an interesting way. "With your son, can you fly me?"
Huang Ling looked around and looked forward to finding her own clothes. She said with a sigh of relief: "I am a little powerful!"
Mobson's lips: "With such strength, I can't resist this cold? I heard people crying for the first time."
Huang Ling didn't look at him beautifully: "You haven't heard of it, some people are still freezing, have you heard of it? Saying, my clothes?"
"That..." Mobson pointed to the balcony of this bedroom.