Huang Ling nodded, and her heart was a little annoyed. She should not hide this matter. She should have discussed it early.
"This can't be all my fault. You told me in the army, but my uncle told me that you are in France. Just right, Aina is also in France."
"Stupid girl, I am really in the army, and it is also arranged in France. In France, except in my foreign family, I will not meet with Aina in other places."
Huang Ling grinned, a look of grievances. "You don't know. When I saw those photos, I felt that the soul of the whole person was gone."
Mobson kissed her and said softly: "It’s all the troubles of the grandfather. He made us both so painful. After the child was born, he would not let him hold."
When Huang Ling heard it, she couldn't help but smile. "Is there such a grandson like you? Besides, the old man of Loss does not necessarily want to hold our children."
"Trust me, he is eager to do it."
"I am hungry. I don't eat much at dinner. When I ate two pieces of bread, I was pulled over by you and cried. Now I have almost digested it." Huang Ling snorted and said quietly.
Mobson smiled softly: "I like what I eat, I will do it for you."
Huang Ling’s face is awkward. “The appetite is not good. I don’t want to eat anything, but I am hungry.”
"I called Mommy, the pregnant woman was hungry and didn't want to eat. What should I eat in this situation?" Mobosen glared at her into the living room. "Sit, I called Mommy."
Huang Ling sat on the sofa, looked up and looked at Mobson.
Misunderstanding, he was not angry, and her mood improved.
It’s all bad for her. She shouldn’t believe him. If she believes in him enough, she will understand him and help him to alleviate the pain of losing his father.
Thinking of this, Huang Ling is very embarrassed, really want to fan himself a slap in the face, how can I not trust him?
In less than a minute, Mobson ended the call with Brenda.
He put his mobile phone on the coffee table, and the flashing light looked at Huang Ling with endless tenderness: "Mummy asked if you want to eat spicy?"
Huang Ling thought for a moment, "Would you like to make me a bowl of sauerkraut? Sauerkraut is spicy."
“There is no sauerkraut at home, sauerkraut is a pickled dish, no nutrition, no food to eat.”
"..." Huang Ling picked up her mouth, but the meat, she vomited when she ate.
"I will cook a light bowl for you, and put enough vegetables in it, huh?"
"Don't be meat, you can't eat it for a while, and it's hard to get rid of it." After vomiting, the stomach and throat burned with general pain.
"Okay." Mobson came over and gently rubbed her head and licked her lips: "I went in and cooked."
Mobson entered the kitchen, put the phone on the coffee table, there was news push, and the screen was bright.
Huang Ling took a look and found the desktop, which is her photo.
She couldn't help but take the phone and look at the photos on the phone's desktop.
It’s her single photo, her smile is bright, her eyes are bent, it’s beautiful!
She was infected by her own smile, and her mouth twitched and smiled smugly.
She moved and lie on the sofa, playing with Mobson's cell phone.
His mobile phone is nothing fun, the game is not, there are not many WeChat friends, do not like to send friends circle, quiet.
However, the phone in her pocket was not quiet and rang.
Huang Ling put Mobson's mobile phone back and took out his mobile phone.
Good, the call is Liu Fengfeng.
When the phone was just connected, Liu Fengfeng eagerly asked: "Huang Ling, what are you doing? You stink, you were not fooled by Mobson? You have to stay there fornight?!"