Mobson and Huang Ling also left the house of Liu Fengfeng and returned to his apartment.
Into the elevator, only four of them are in, the elevator is quiet.
Lost old man looked at Huang Ling, seeing Huang Ling's eyebrows showing a touch of exhaustion.
He glanced at Mobson and said: "Go back to rest, Huang Ling, you are pregnant now, some things, pay attention."
Huang Ling is puzzled: "What is it?"
"Of course it's something on the bed." Lost old man snorted: "Don't think I don't know, knocking at the door in the afternoon doesn't open the door, you must be doing it inside."
When Huang Ling heard it, her face suddenly got hot.
God, does the old man of Loss say so directly? Shy, shy.
She turned and turned to the old man of Los, facing Mobson.
She looked up and glanced at Mobson, blaming him!
Mobson stared at her, gracefully licking her lips and looking at the old man of Los. "My grandfather, I know how to measure."
The old man of Lost muttered: "It’s good to be measured. My great-grandchildren are important. I have to warn you to remind you."
Mobson nodded: "I understand my grandfather's mood."
"Would you like me to move down and sleep with Huang Ling?" Brenda proposed.
When Mobson heard it, he immediately refused: "Mummy, you are still with your grandfather."
Don't bother to disturb their two worlds downstairs, he will be very upset.
"Then you have to pay attention, I know that you are strong and strong, you have to pay attention, don't get out of hand, hurt Huang Ling and the fetus."
"I know I know."
"Ding--"
When the elevator arrived, the elevator door opened, and Mobson pulled Huang Ling out of the elevator.
Huang Linglian and Brenda said that there is no time for "bye bye."
When I got home, Huang Ling rubbed her face with her hands and stumbled in the same place. "Oh, oh, you are ashamed to die, Momo, blame you, you open the door to them, they won't say so much."
Mobson was very calm. He took off his coat and smiled at Huang Ling. "What's the matter? Isn't it normal for couples to make love? It is not normal for couples to do nothing."
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
She was shy, looking in the eyes of Mobson, very cute.
Mobson teased her: "Would you like me to wash with you?"
"Don't!" I don't know how long I will stay with her. She is exhausted and doesn't want to be "worked".
She still sneaked into the bathroom, locked herself up, and took a bath.
After she had showered, Mobson helped her blow her hair.
She sat in front of the dressing table, and Mobson stood behind her, soft and full of extravagance.
Even the action of blowing the hair has been made so beautiful by him. It is really no one.
"Huang Ling, according to the custom of L country, the children who immigrated or worked outside, got married and went back to the elders who had passed away to burn grass paper." Mo Poson looked at Huang Ling in the mirror and smiled and asked: "Think of my growth." Going to see the country?"
"Think!" Huang Ling nodded: "I have already thought of L country to see."
"In the L country, go to the scent of the earth, and then come back directly, how?"
"Good. The customs of the K country are also like this, especially close relatives. If the parents are absent, before the children get married, they must go to the grave to burn incense and tell him that your child has found happiness and dependence."
After the hair was dried, Mobson put the blower in, and then hugged Huang Ling from behind, and looked at her in the mirror affectionately: "I want to take you out to distract."