Liu Fengfeng’s mouth is pumping: “So high, do you also see that the clothes he wears are not muscular?”

Huang Ling was very excited and excited: "I won't tell you, I want to go downstairs!"

Seeing the back of Huang Ling’s hurriedly out, Liu Fengfeng did not understand the young way of love, and muttered: “All come downstairs, why not come up to eat together?”

After Huang Ling came out, she just happened to meet a neighbor who was waiting for the elevator. When she arrived, the elevator arrived.

She rushed in with excitement.

Not long after, the elevator went to the first floor, she was wearing slippers, and ran out of the elevator.

Very excited, full of smiles, even the people who passed her, I felt her excitement.

Huang Ling ran out at the fastest speed in her life.

When she saw the tall man, she ran faster.

"Momo!" She rushed up like an arrow and threw herself into the arms of her man who opened her arms.

She plunged too much, and Mobson’s waist leaned back for a while.

Then hugged her.

Huang Ling hooked his neck and said happily: "We finally met! Momo, I miss you, I want my hair to be white!"

Mobson hugged her, and the magnetic voice rang in her ear: "I miss you, I think the liver hurts."

Huang Ling listened, let go of him, and looked at him with concern: "Hepatic pain? Will it be sick?"

Mobson squeezed her face and said, "Yes, lovesickness."

Huang Ling held the big palm of his face with his hands, his palm, the reason for holding the gun all the year round, the fingertips, covered with a thin layer of cockroaches.

Her white hands were soft and soft, and I felt the thinness and comfort, and there was a sense of security and practicality.

She held his hand tightly, his hand, big, fingers long as jade, warm warmth, so her heart is warm.

There is him around, her little daughter bursts, her daughter's heart is toot.

He is very tall, she has to look up at him, because he runs too fast, some gasps, his face is ruddy and rosy.

The eyes are brighter than usual because of joy. "Momo, are you surprised me?"

When she was eating, the oil on her lips was not wiped clean, like a reflective lipstick.

Seeing Mobson couldn't help but bow his head, sticking out his tongue and taking a sip.

When his cold lips touched himself, Huang Ling’s back trembled like an electric current, from the soles of his feet to the atrium.

She snorted and looked at Mobson.

"Stolen does not wipe the mouth." Mobson hooked his lips.

"We just had dinner, Momo, would you like to go eat with us?"

"I don't want to, I want to take you to a place."

Huang Ling’s eyes flashed: “Where?”

Mobson took her little hand: "Follow me."

"The man is so handsome, is it a star?"

"Unlike, the atmosphere of the nobles on the body is like a billionaire."

"It’s just that you don’t want to be handsome. If I can make such a handsome boyfriend, he is wandering, and I am willing to follow.”

"His woman is in our community. It’s a long time to get a general boyfriend. It’s really lucky to find such a handsome boyfriend."

"I see that man is like a mixed-race."

"I feel so too."

Mobson and Huang Ling heard the arguments of several young women behind them.

Huang Ling looked up and smiled at the mouth and smirked Mobson: "Momo, they are boasting about you."

Mobson: "Well."

"What to do, with you, you have taken my head away."