"You are a god, then you can cure the virus in the worry-free body?" Huang Ling asked.
"No!" Mobson cold road, the tone is also a bit high.
Sitting under the driver's seat, I rarely see the heads so sullen and angry.
The man couldn’t help but sneak a peek at Huang Ling. Was the head of the last time who made a love affair because of this girl?
Seeing him so angry, Huang Ling did not speak.
She sat there, bowed her head and looked at the two hands on her lap.
Mobson looked at her and saw her face. It was all sad. He asked: "Do you have a good relationship with Song?"
Huang Ling did not think much, nodded.
"She is dead and you die, she lives and lives?"
Huang Lingyi thought that Song Wushou might die, tears could not help but flow out, she nodded again, and her voice choked: "Well..."
"Why do she say that she has taken over everything for you? Why should she let her protect the body that belongs to you? Why are you married to the pastoral, what is it for?" Mobosen looked at Huang Ling with a sly look. The words crossed the apex of Huang Ling with a sharp edge.
Huang Ling glanced up, jerked her head and looked at Mobson in shock. "Mu brother...?"
The sharp dawn of Mobson made Huang Ling’s heart scream, he... He heard it all?
Mobson seemed to understand her eyes, and he snorted. "Yes, I heard it all, I listened to it without fail. I even saw the sad words of Song."
"Actually... there is nothing..." Huang Ling wants to play haha.
Mobson slammed his lips, "Ling Di, when I am a fool? Or do you think I have no IQ?"
When Huang Ling heard it, the look of awkwardness became a bit complicated.
She looked at Mobson and licked her lips.
Mobson is a wise man. He will doubt what she and the words of Song Worry.
However, such a ridiculous thing, how should she ask him?
Huang Ling frowned and looked at Mobson's eyes and became very embarrassed.
Mobson has never forced her, except this time forced to take her out of the hospital into the car.
Mobosen licked his thin lips and said with a deep voice: "What is your relationship with Song Worry, and what is the relationship with Gu Yu, I don't have to know it. You are my brother, I have regarded you as Relatives, I have a responsibility to protect my loved ones, and I will not stupidly let her die in vain."
His generosity made Huang Ling stunned.
He doesn't ask her? She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She looked at Mobson deeply. "Mu brother, there are some things...not to say, but can't say, can't say."
"Can't say, don't say it, don't have to say."
"But... if there is danger without worry, I really don't know how to live." Song Wushou's body is her spiritual support.
If, let her see her body, can't move, and finally go to the crematorium... her spirit will collapse.
Mobson suddenly looked up and slapped to Huang Ling's face, not heavy, but it made the other person feel a little pain.
His men were stunned and the heads of women were beaten!
Huang Ling looked at Mobson strangely: "Mo brother, you hit me?"
Mobson looked at her deeply: "Is it painful?"
Huang Ling nodded: "Of course it hurts."
"If I send someone to kill your mother now, how would you react?"
"I will stop, then hate you, tell you!"
"Nothing but these?"