It seems like the words written by the little baby who just learned to write... People are so comfortable because of the manual, Huang Ling comforts herself.

She looked up and looked at Mobson in a faint manner. Did she really understand lip language?

She moved her mouth, and she spoke quickly, as if she was trying to do it. "Mu brother, I know what I am doing, I will not have anything, and she left a note, and should send it to me very soon. The medicine comes over. Oops, you laugh one, the brother I know is gentle, now you are so cold, I seem to be isolated in an ice kiln, cold."

Mobson looked at Huang Ling with a thin lip and looked at Huang Ling without saying a word. The expression was inscrutable. He didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't know if he understood what she said.

Huang Ling saw him without saying a word, and said: "I just started, I don't feel pain, I feel very tired."

Mobson is still close to the thin lips. For Huang Ling's words, in Huang Ling's view, some are indifferent.

For a long while, he wrote on the paper: "If the medicine has no effect?"

Huang Ling looked at the words and smiled: "It won't be effective, I believe in animal husbandry."

"Ling Di, you are very stupid," Moboson wrote.

Huang Ling heard it, and the heart hurt a little.

She smiled bitterly at Morrison: "Yeah, I am stupid."

Mobson thought for a moment and wrote on the paper: "Fortunately... I took a stone like this."

Otherwise, let him do it?

Huang Ling smiled: "Yes, with medicine like stone, dealing with ‘Tianlei’, it will come out soon.”

Mobson wrote: "Doing so much for the pastoral, do you really love him?"

Seeing this line of words, Huang Ling’s light is converging.

She looks a little blank, she loves animal husbandry?

she does not know……

Seeing that she didn't answer, and looked blank, Mobson screwed her eyebrows.

She doesn't love herding. If she loves, she won't have such expressions.

If you don't love, you can make such sacrifices for him. If it is love, isn’t she like a moth?

"Ling Di, think about everything for yourself." Mobson wrote again.

Huang Ling looked up and looked at his words. His words were very beautiful and as handsome as his people.

Huang Ling removed her gaze from the paper and came to Mobson's face.

She looked at him for a long time and suddenly smiled. "Mu brother, when I leave here, I will promise you. After that, everything will be for me."

Mobson still wants to write something, at this time, Mumu came.

There was a doctor who came in with him.

The doctor held a soup pot in his hand. Huang Ling looked at it and thought that it should be medicine.

Mobson saw Mumu come in, and collected the paper he had written without any trace, folded it and put it in his trouser pocket.

Mumu saw Mobosen, and the peach blossoms passed a bit of surprise.

He knows Mobson, the highest head of the L country, and the most influential person in the military and government.

Mu Gu raised his eyebrows, looked at Mobosen sitting cross-legged on the ground, and looked at Huang Ling sitting on the ground.

It seems that he should have a good time before he came.

Mobson got up and gentleman salutes the pastoral: "Mr. Mu, hello!"

Shemu only glanced at him faintly, and then gave the doctor a look, the doctor grasped it, came to the checkpoint, and put the soup pot into it.

Mobson looked at the soup pot from the checkpoint and closed it.

He asked her: "Pharmaceutical?"

Mugo nodded: "Yeah."

A faint voice, he is somewhat repulsive to this Mobson, who has influence in the military.

Maybe, he is the reason for doing things for L. If he is not to get the stone of the saber-toothed elephant, he will not establish diplomatic relations with L.