Holding the goblet toward the main hall, the phone on the sofa snorted a few times.

Before he got closer, his sharp cockroaches saw the names and avatars prompted by WeChat.

The familiar feeling instantly smashed his atrium, and the man's **** perfect lips swelled up, drawing a touch of a smile that he didn't notice.

In the eyes, it is also full of smiles.

He sat down on the sofa and his legs were slightly stretched, making his legs extremely slender and straight.

When he sat down, the soft sofa got stuck, showing that he was tall and tall.

Open WeChat information, it is a photo of a square dance.

Looking at these photos, Mobson hooked his lips and sent a voice to Huang Ling: "Pro, I can't find you."

Huang Ling also voiced back in seconds: "You certainly can't find me, I am not taking pictures while dancing."

Mobson: "Let passers-by give you a few shots, I want to see photos of your dancing."

Huang Ling: "I won't jump, and this is a square dance. I am a beautiful girl. The beautiful girl who is born with beauty is dancing with a group of aunts and uncles. It will be very eye-catching."

Mobson: "You are very exposed?"

Huang Ling sent a self-portrait to Mobson.

Scissors hand, sweet smile, upper body.

Huang Ling is not exposed, but it is also fashionable.

She is not the kind of woman who has a noble temperament.

But when she laughed, her eyes were bent and her smile was sweet.

Mobson likes to see her smile, how sweet her smile is, how beautiful her heart is.

Not enchanting, not charming, very comfortable.

This random photo is even better than the P picture.

Mobson likes her like this and saves this photo.

Huang Ling sent a voice: "Is it exposed?"

Mobson: "Exposure, you can go to dance with your aunt."

Huang Ling: "Auntie dance? How do you listen to weird?"

It was a square dance, and was said to be aunt dance by Mobson. She thought of her aunt's paper.

Mobson: "Ling, don't you live in the pastoral? How do you go to see the aunts dancing?"

Is she animal husband making her unhappy?

Huang Ling: "My mom is not comfortable, I am here with her. My mother is dancing, you didn't recognize it?"

Mobson looked back at the photos and found the figure of Liu Fengfeng from the crowd.

Mobson: "Auntie cut her head, I can't recognize it for a while."

Huang Ling: "Well, I cut it last week."

Mobson: "You also cut, I like Ling's short hair, the sun is lovely, full of youthful vitality."

Huang Ling: "I was very young."

Mobson: "Ling Di, we video."

After a while, Huang Ling sent a video chat.

Mobson was connected, and soon, Huang Ling’s pretty face appeared on the screen.

"Wow, Mom, you are sexy! I am the first time I saw you on the button, showing the chest hair, haha..." Huang Ling smiled heartily.

Mobson looked down and glanced at his chest, then touched his chest. "They say that men with chest hairs are very strong."

Huang Ling does not understand: "What sustainability?"

Mobson: "Love."

Huang Ling knows: "Bad, don't bring you bad brother. Besides, long, you don't know? You still have to say. Is it..."

Huang Ling thief smiled, but also with a treacherous taste: "Mu brother, have you tried?"

Mobson is serious: "No woman, how to try?"

Huang Ling: "Old place ~ male."

Mobson: "Quiet me? I am surrounded by male soldiers."