Huang Ling pushes Song to worry: "Don't hug, hemp."

The mouth is like this, but the smile in her eyes, she does not know how cool.

"With Moboson hug and hug, I hug it and numb?" Song Wushou picked up the bag.

"How can you compare with Mobson? Hey." Huang Ling arrogantly said: "I love Mobson, I don't love you."

"I don't love you either. Go back and drink your mother's soup, then take a look at your Mobson WeChat video."

Huang Ling proudly slaps her lips, like that, and some owe it. "Of course, we are video every day, unless he is really busy."

"Next time he came to M City and took him down."

"I think he wants to take me down."

"The same result."

The two talked and laughed and walked out of the Gu's building.

A private luxury car, parked in the Gushi Building, looks very eye-catching.

Huang Ling put Song Worry to the car and pushed it away: "The president of the scorpion is coming to pick you up, you are going."

Song worries trotting, coming towards the car.

After seeing Song Worry on the car, Huang Ling went to pick up her own car.

Huang Ling returned to the community.

Park the car and take the bag and get off.

Just got off the bus and received a call from Liu Fengfeng. Liu Fengfeng asked her if she was off work, and then told her that she was playing cards at a friend's house.

This friend's family, Huang Ling knows where to live, Huang Ling said to go there, go home with Liu Fengfeng.

Liu Fengfeng, a friend who lives in a unit B, is separated from the building where Huang Ling lives.

Huang Ling went to Unit B.

"Oh...hey..."

Huang Ling seems to hear something, she stopped and walked in the direction of the sound.

On the grass in front, there was a woman sitting on the ground, holding her feet and making a squeaky voice.

There are people injured!

Huang Ling walked quickly and walked closer to find out that sitting on the grass was a foreign woman.

Brown eyes, brown hair...

This woman looks good, and the deep purple cheongsam is worn on her, highlighting her ambiguity and honor.

It turns out that foreigners wear cheongsam and even wear such a good taste!

Huang Ling kneels down and looks at the woman with concern. She asks in a language that is not very fluent: "Auntie, you are hurt."

The woman's make-up is a very exaggerated makeup, but it does not affect her facial features and application beauty.

The woman looked at her forty to fifty years old. She gave Huang Ling the feeling that she was a rich woman.

The woman nodded and said in K’s words: "It’s so painful to your ankles."

Huang Ling heard, surprise: "Do you speak K?"

The woman nodded: "Well, my husband is talking about K."

Huang Ling heard that it was originally married to K.

Huang Ling politely asked: "I will help you get up?"

The woman nodded: "Good."

Huang Ling lifted the woman up and asked, "Where do you live? I will send you home? Otherwise, I will send you to my house. My family has medicinal liquor. I will help you."

Huang Ling looked down and looked at the ankle that the woman had picked up. She said, "Red, fortunately, there is no swelling. After using the wine, you will soon get better."

The woman said: "Then go to your home, my family has no medicinal liquor."

Huang Ling smiled and said: "Okay."

Then she picked up the woman's high heels, bags, and helped the woman walk towards the building where she lived.

This is to help, and to carry shoes, some hard and inconvenient.

Huang Ling handed the shoes to the woman and smiled: "Auntie, let me back you."