Chapter 747: Sleepwalking to pick you up

Huang Ling’s hand can finally be pumped back.
She smiled and looked at the man with a smile. "You let me catch it."
The man looked at the hand that was smashed and smashed, and screamed at Huang Ling: "I am letting you catch it, not letting you marry."
"Well, don't be angry. My shop has recently entered Bacardi. Listening to Bacardi's wine, all of them are distinguished people. Sir, I see your temperament better than the President (former President Cheng Jianxin) Still better, do you want a cup?" Huang Ling laughed.
This man seems to love face, listening to Huang Ling said that his temperament is better than the president, his angry chest is not so stuffy.
"Come on!" He looked at Huang Ling and said loudly.
"Well!" Huang Ling smiled and turned to let other colleagues give this man a drink.
And she ran to the bathroom to wash her hands, disgusting, disgusting, the man was disgusting!
"Oh..." I thought of Huang Ling’s appearance, and Mobson laughed.
Although this trick is not a trick, but this woman can successfully break away from the clutches, but also successfully sold a glass of expensive wine, very interesting.
When Huang Ling came back from the bathroom, she would no longer be swaying by Mobson.
Going to the other side to work, busy, time passes quickly, but people are also very tired.
Finally arrived at three in the morning, this time, the people of the wine station did not decrease, but more.
After the colleague who came to the class arrived, Huang Ling got off work.
It’s especially tired tonight, it may be the cause of being busy, or it may be the cause of the day, which makes her physically and mentally tired.
She wore a wine set and walked out of the bar with her bag.
When I came out, I felt like I was in the ice kiln, cold!
Especially when a gust of wind blew, she was so cold that she was snoring.
However, standing in front of the bar, she was paralyzed.
Her public is still at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau!
She is taking a taxi to go to work, now I have to take a taxi back...
Even at the wine station, it is not easy to take a taxi at this time.
There are fewer people and more cars.
Thinking of the man who just thought about it, Huang Ling was trembled.
I don't know if I will take a taxi for a while, will the driver not be a gift?
Think more...
Huang Ling was teased by her own thoughts.
She is not a country, but a girl who is enough to stir up a man’s fire.
Are taxi drivers also good at professional ethics?
"Brother." Suddenly, the shoulder was caught by an arm.
Huang Ling was shocked, and the conditional reflection was to elbow to the owner of the arm.
Not waiting for her to make a step, the elbow was blocked by a big hand.
Above the head, there was a deep voice. "It's me."
Huang Ling looked up and looked at Mobson strangely. "You haven't gone yet?"
"Go, I have a sleep."
"Then how are you here, sleepwalking?" Huang Ling took his hand and put it on her shoulder, uncomfortable.
This man, tall, with thick arms, puts on her shoulders and feels heavy.
"Well, sleepwalking, specially dreaming to send you to pick you up from work."
Huang Ling listened, looked up, and looked at Mobson in amazement. "How do you know that I am off duty at this time?" It was so punctual.
Mopson smiled and said, "You said, you can't come back from three o'clock until six or seven o'clock, so it will be cumbersome."
When Huang Ling heard it, her heart suddenly floated up, and even she could not describe the taste.
She regained her gaze, licked her mouth, and passed a glimpse of her eyes.
Such a cold day, it is three more midnight, even if it is a boyfriend, husband, may not be able to sleep, and get up to pick her off work.