Chapter 1266： I am very angry, I don't want to see you.

"Remind you?" Huang Ling asked stupidly.

"You are pregnant, I can't smoke in front of you."

"Momo." Huang Ling came up, she did not blame him for smoking.

She has known him for so long, and it is rare to see him smoke.

He said that only in a very bad mood, only one and a half will be used to relieve boredom.

The rest of the time, he did not smoke.

Just pumping, his mood is definitely very bad, very bad.

Huang Ling walked over to Mobson, pulled over Mobson's hand, and shook his hand like a little girl, with a hint of spoiled tone: "Don't be angry, I'm sorry to say sorry to you." You will forgive me."

Mobson snorted. "Sorry, I am very angry now, I don't want to see you."

Huang Ling listened, his heart sank, and a pair of crying looks like Mobson: "I really don't want to see me?"

"I haven't lost my energy, I don't want to."

Huang Ling listened and sat on the sofa. "You don't want to see me, I have to sit here."

Mobson language is sour: "You are not afraid that Cheng Xichen can't find you an alarm so late?"

Huang Ling looked up and looked at Mobsen with a smile: "Is Cheng Xichen living in my house, are you jealous?"

Mobsen coldly said: "You thought I was sleeping with Aina, you are not jealous?"

Huang Ling grinned: "I am not jealous. I am desperate and desperate."

Mobson groaned again, turned and went to the balcony.

"You can't sit next to me? You have to stand on the balcony." Huang Ling said.

Mobson standing on the balcony, where Huang Ling could not see, he smirked his lips and smiled a little.

The brown eyes are twinkling.

"I called my mom and said to my mom, I am with you." Huang Ling took out the phone and called Liu Fengfeng.

Hanging Liu Fengfeng's phone, Huang Ling came over.

Hearing her footsteps, Mobson’s lips converge, next to each other, and it’s a cold expression.

Huang Ling stood beside him and held her hands on the guardrail. "My mom knows that I am with you, I don't ask anything, and I am open to you."

"..." Mobson squinted his eyes and looked straight ahead, thoughtfully and silently.

Huang Ling felt like this, very boring, she was not angry, he was angry.

She took the initiative to hook Morphoson's arm and leaned her head on his arm. He said, "Momo, you said, is our first child a boy or a girl?"

"What is born is what it is." Mobson said faintly.

In fact, my heart is happy, he likes girls. He once thought, I really hope that Huang Ling gave him two daughters, one son, so that the children have it, it is perfect.

"You can't answer this answer." It's really boring.

"Isn't it?" Mobson raised his eyebrows: "Is it what I think you can give birth to?"

Huang Ling grinned: "I am not so powerful."

If she wants a boy, she can definitely have a boy. If she wants a girl, she will be able to have a girl. Then she is not a god?

Mobson gently moved his arm and said faintly: "Don't hold my arm like this, stay away from me."

"I do not!"

"When I am in a bad mood, I will hit a woman."

"You can play, remember when you hit, don't hit your fist to my stomach, but my stomach has your little baby."