Chapter 1148: despise

When Huang Ling heard it, she felt moved in her heart. She picked up her toes and slammed it on Mobson’s face and kissed him.

"I like it." Mobson hooked his lips.

"Thank you." Huang Ling clasped his strong waist with his hands.

She is sincerely grateful to Mobson for her good.

He is not a K national. In order to be with her, he came to work in K.

Liu Fengfeng only has one daughter, and her child, Liu Fengfeng, is said to be a grandson.

And Mobson, remove the word "outside" and let his child become the grandson of Liu Fengfeng.

Although there is no such "outside" word is the same, the same is their flesh and blood.

But speaking is like this. Sometimes, if you have one more word and one less word, the meaning will be far worse.

"Thank me, I have to meet me every night." Mobson clasped Huang Ling's waist and tightened her. He looked at her and smiled at her: "I am a normal man, huh?"

Huang Ling blushes: "I try my best."

"Not trying to do it, I have to satisfy me."

Huang Ling hit the head and said: "Okay, must meet the need to meet."

"Go, take you to eat."

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When Huang Ling said that last night's affairs were related to Song Wushou, one morning, Song Wushou looked at Huang Ling with a very disdainful look.

After the busy work, Song Wuyi leaned on the chair and sat lazily.

Looking at Huang Ling sitting across from the fashion magazine.

Huang Ling felt her gaze and lifted her eyes on the magazine.

Seeing Song Wuyou laughing at himself, the expression is obviously making fun of it.

Huang Ling’s “啪” sounded and closed the magazine.

She is stunned by Song: "No worries!"

"No way, I thought that you can't stand the high glory, I want to laugh." Song Wuxi also really laughed.

"This is only temporary!" Huang Ling is crazy: "I know, I will not tell you!"

However, she couldn't help it. Song Wushou was her only good friend and a good friend who had nothing to say.

Not to mention such a big deal with Mobson, even what I ate this morning, she wants to share with Song Worry.

"Mobson strongly urges you to exercise and it should be, which man is willing to face a body."

Huang Ling turned his eyes to Song Wu, "I found that after you were with the donkey, it became dirty."

Song Guizhen, is it noble and incomparable?

Also followed by the eight-bed brother.

"The people who share the same taste can only walk for a long time, and they will feel happy together."

"Hey, you are now in a similar interest to the scorpion, and the same comrades are together." Huang Ling looked at the head and looked at Song Wushou: "Let's talk, you and your husband, a few times a night, How long does it last?"

"Don't tell you." Song's sorrowful beauty turned a corner and smiled at Huang Ling.

"My brother Mo said, I have to insist on at least two hours."

"Well, a strong man."

"No worries, you look, my body is smaller than me, how can I hold on for two hours? Oh, I understand, your husband is not strong in my house."

Song Wushou smiles unclearly. "My husband is not strong and strong, not your concern. You still care about yourself. If you love, you can faint and go to the hospital. I heard it for the first time."

"Can you always take this thing to make fun of me? I have said one morning, not tired?"

"Not tired, I will continue to say in the afternoon."

"Hey, I am on vacation in the afternoon!"

"Is the leg sour?"

"Sweet!"

Song Wushou got up and went to the milk powder: "Do you want to drink milk? Replenish your strength."

"Give me a cup, my legs are sour, I don't want to move." Huang Ling held her head and sat comfortably in her position.

Song Wuxi rushed over two cups of milk powder and gave Huang Ling a cup.

Huang Ling sipped, so fragrant, very good!

After Song Wu’s two-sucking drink, the sweetness made her suddenly feel uncomfortable and wanted to nausea.

She looked down and looked at the milk in the cup, thoughtfully.

Huang Ling saw that she did not drink, and asked: "What happened? How to frown?"

"There was no appetite in these two days. Now I still feel very sweet when I drink milk." Song was worried and looked up and looked at Huang Ling.

Huang Ling listened, took another sip, and licked his mouth. "No, not sweet."

Song Wuyou looked at Huang Ling: "I was thinking, is it there?"

Huang Lingyi: "Auntie has been postponed?"

Song Wuxi nodded: "Yeah."

Huang Ling’s eyes lit up: “Would you like, I will accompany you to the hospital to see? Anyway, I am getting off work anyway.”

"Are you not a sore leg?"

"The legs are sour to walk." Huang Ling got up: "Go, we will go to the hospital now."

They went to the hospital for an examination, and the results were very happy. Song Wuxi was pregnant!

Seeing the pregnancy result list, Huang Ling really envious.

"No worries, you have two births, I haven't moved yet." Huang Ling took Song Worry's inspection report, took her hand and walked out of the hospital together.

Song Wu worry has always hoped to be pregnant with a second child. Now she is pregnant, she is also very happy, very surprised!

When she heard Huang Ling’s words, she couldn’t help but laugh at her: “The first time I let Mobson brake, I don’t give him the opportunity to broadcast the seeds. You only have envy.”

Come again, Huang Ling thinks that this incident can make Song worry and laugh for her for half a year!

They got on the bus and Huang Ling was the driver.

The car headed for the Gushi Building, Huang Ling asked Song Wushou: "No worries, don't call Gu Yu, tell him this good news?"

"Go back to the company and fight again. He will be happy when he hears that I am pregnant."

"You have a son this time, just leave me a son-in-law." Huang Ling laughed.

Song Wuyou looked at Huang Ling: "If you also gave birth to a son?"

"Let him be your son-in-law."

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Back to the company, Song Wuzhe called Gu Yu.

Gu Yu and Mobson are watching the drawings at the Mobson base.

The phone came, and Gu Yu stopped working at hand.

He took the call and asked softly: "No worries, miss me?"

"Auntie, I just went to the hospital." Song Wushao's tone is faint, Gu Yu can't hear whether it is hi or sad.

He raised his eyebrows and asked with concern: "Is not feeling well?"

"Well, nausea."

"What do doctors say?" Will it be gastroenteritis?

"The doctor said that I am pregnant."

"What?!" Gu Yu listened, and the pupil received: "Pregnant? Really pregnant?!"

Sitting in the chair, Mobson heard the word "pregnancy", and the sword brow picked it up and looked at Gu Yu, who was standing in front of the window and answering the phone.

Song Wu worry pregnant? Ready to have a second child?

The woman, who is still petite than Huang Ling, is still weak and ready to go to the second child.

And his woman, even Gao Chao can not stand.

Gu Yu hung up the phone, the exquisite handsome face, and the deep joy appeared.

Mobson looked at him and asked faintly: "Song is worried about pregnancy?"

Gu Yu nodded: "I have to be a dad again."