Chapter 1192：

Mobson’s father, who did not like her so much, disliked her.

Is Huang Ling’s identity so ordinary?

She lives in the capacity of Huang Ling, in fact, she has the kind of enthusiasm of Ban Dechang in her bones.

The character is not weak, nor will it behave as well as the other person is the father of his beloved man.

In this way, she can't do it, let alone... the other party doesn't like her.

Oh, Huang Ling, is this identity really so bad?

After all, she is the daughter of Pan Dechang, her father, the good president who has been passed down by the world!

Huang Ling is so angry, Mobson’s father didn’t like her, it’s really mad!

She wants to control (project)!

She called Mobson and shut down.

He is busy!

Her WeChat voice gave him: "Mu brother, your dad is coming. Tell me a lot, he said that I am an ordinary woman, not worthy of you on the tall, but also affect your future, saying that you go to K When I am with me, I am married to K. I am going to knock on the door!"

"He told me to leave you, I said that I can't do it. In this case, let him tell you that if you hate me, if you dislike me, just tell me, don't lie. You ask your uncle to be relieved, as long as you hate it. I, dislike me, I will leave you right away. Also, my uncle is not handsome, the complaint is over!"

After a sigh of relief, and then "squeaky", the message was sent.

It is obvious that the whole body is as painful as falling apart, but Huang Ling has no sleep at all.

Uh... Mo Jing, the old guy, didn’t agree that she was with his son.

Love that is not agreed by the elders is really pitiful -

Huang Ling grinned, a pair of crying look, do not know Mo brother, will really one day, hate her, dislike her.

Is it a man who, in the end, really likes a gentle woman?

Huang Ling thought about it and fell asleep.

She was really tired, and Mobson, like a beast, polished her to death.

I was supposed to have a good rest in their new house, who knows that Mobson’s father will come.

He must have drove Mobson to run A--

"Hey, Huang Ling?" Huang Ling was awakened by Xu Lingling.

Huang Ling opened her eyes and her eyes flashed.

She thought it was Mobson, who was awake her, habitual.

Seeing Xu Lingling's face and the bedroom scene, she remembered where she was.

"Are you not sick?" Xu Lingling stood in front of the bed and looked at Huang Ling with concern: "Are you okay?"

sick?

Mobson helped her to take three days off, on the grounds that she was ill?

Huang Ling sat up hard, not sick, and was sore.

When Xu Lingling saw it, she quickly bent to lift her up: "What happened? Is it so difficult to get up?"

"High fever, general weakness." Huang Ling lied.

"At the end of the party, are you not leaving with Coach Mo? The students are talking about you going to a date." Xu Lingling said.

Huang Ling pulled the corner of his mouth. "Do you think Mo coach will date me?"

"I don't think so, Mo is a man with a girlfriend. But where did you go that night?"

"We just went out of school together, my girlfriend came over, we ate seafood together, who knows that I am allergic to seafood, high fever, and hospitalized." Huang Ling's poor appearance is not like lying, but her words They are all compiled.

Hey, how many lies do people say in their lives?

Xu Lingling seemed to understand, and nodded: "Oh, it turned out to be like this."