Chapter 810: Mom, you are so nice to me.

Mobson was blowing and carrying it, and the bottom of the bottom contained concern for her. "Blow it, still hurt?"
Huang Ling's eyes were red, shaking her head, the wound was not painful, but the heart could not describe the taste.
Mobson is so smart, wouldn't she know that she pretended to be painful?
But she let him blow, he really blew...
In her eyes, she is all distressed...
Even blowing, it’s so focused...
Huang Ling’s heart moved and mixed feelings.
"Mu brother, in fact, you don't have to be like this." Huang Ling said with a whimper.
"Blowing can make you not hurt, why not blow?" Mobson helped her to take down her sleeves and caressed her swollen arms.
"I mean, you don't have to be so servant from the L country to the K country, I was just bitten by a snake, not a serious injury." Huang Ling looked at Mobson quietly.
"For me, you are bitten by a snake and you are seriously injured."
Huang Ling listened, his heart was awkward, his eyes were redder. "Mu brother, you are very kind to me."
She saw the roses on the table. "You still send me flowers. I grew up so big, I have confiscated the flowers that men have given."
"Poor baby." Mobson said: "It looks ugly, which man dare to send you flowers?"
"I want to smoke you."
"Just by you?"
"Did you eat?"
"No."
"Or... wash a few fruits, let's eat together?"
Mobson got up, "Okay."
Huang Ling looked at him with a smile. "Mu brother, if anyone marries you, whoever is happy."
Mobson took the fruit out of the fruit basket and washed it. He looked at Huang Ling with a warm look. "You don't marry me now, do you feel very happy?"
"Yeah." Huang Ling nodded hard. "It’s good to have a brother like you!"
Mobson put the washed fruit in a fruit bowl, took it, and ate it with Huang Ling.
Mobson leaned on the chair and looked at Huang Ling with a smile.
Huang Ling stared at the apple and saw him watching himself for a moment. Huang Ling’s eyes were so refreshing. He said,
Why are you looking at me like this?

"We haven't seen it for four months?" Moboson asked.
Huang Ling thought about it and nodded: "Almost."
Mobson reached over and touched Huang Ling's hair. "The hair is long and beautiful."
"People are already beautiful enough."
"Long hair looks better than watching it in the video."
"Of course, this girl is not on the mirror."
"Well, you really don't look on the mirror, you are shot, ugly."
"But you are very on the mirror, you are handsome in the lens, but the reality is not handsome enough." This is not Huang Ling's true words.
Like her, Mobson is not a very attractive person. In reality, he doesn’t know how many times he is handsome.
"Silly younger brother." Mo Poson ordered Huang Ling's nose.
Huang Ling giggled, and the laughter was like the cuckoo's cry, crisp and sweet.
There is Mo Bosen, Huang Ling feels that time has passed very fast and her mood is very good.
In the evening, Mobson also accompanied her to the downstairs for a walk and told her about the fun of the troops in these months.
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A Rolls Royce entered a quiet villa.
This villa was originally lived by Song Nan.
After he died, he was bought by Gu Yu and reinvented inside and outside.
The luxurious style is all decorated in an elegant, quiet style.
Gu Yu’s car just stopped, a black man came forward and gave him the door with respect and respect:
Young Master!

Gu Yu walked into the villa.
In the living room, a man was tied and squatted in the middle of the living room.