"Remind you what?" Huang Ling asked stupidly.
"You are pregnant, I can't smoke in front of you."
"Momo." Huang Ling came forward, she didn't blame him for smoking just now.
She has known him for so long, and it is really rare to see him smoking.
He said that only when he was in a very bad mood would he smoke one and a half to relieve boredom.
The rest of the time, he doesn't smoke.
Just now, he must be in a very bad mood, very bad.
Huang Ling walked up to Mobosen, took Mobosen's hand, and shook his hand like a little girl, with a coquettish tone: "Don't be angry, okay? I've already told you I'm sorry , just forgive me."
Mobosen snorted coldly, "I'm sorry, I'm very angry now, and I don't want to see you yet."
When Huang Ling heard it, her heart sank, and she looked at Maupassen as if she was about to cry: "You really don't want to see me?"
"I'm still angry, don't want to."
When Huang Ling heard it, she sat on the sofa like a fool, "You don't want to see me, I want to sit here too."
Mau Posen's tone was sour: "Aren't you afraid that Cheng Xichen won't be able to find you so late and call the police?"
Huang Ling raised her head and looked at Mobosen with a smile: "Cheng Xichen lives in my house, are you jealous?"
Mobosen snorted coldly: "You think I'm sleeping with Aina, you're not jealous?"
Huang Ling curled her lips: "I'm not jealous, I just feel hopeless, the kind of hopelessness that makes the sky fall."
Maupassen hummed again, turned around, and came to the balcony.
"Can't you sit next to me? You have to stand on the balcony." Huang Ling said.
Standing on the balcony, where Huang Ling couldn't see, Mau Posen raised the corners of his lips and smiled smugly.
His brown eyes were shining brightly.
"I'll call my mother and tell my mother that I'm with you." As she spoke, Huang Ling took out her phone and called Liu Fengfeng.
After hanging up Liu Fengfeng's call, Huang Ling came over.
Hearing the sound of her footsteps, the corners of Maupassen's raised lips retracted, and they were pursed tightly, with another cold expression.
Huang Ling stood beside him, with her hands resting on the guardrail, "My mother knew that I was with you, so she didn't ask anything, and scolded me cracklingly."
"..." Mofferson narrowed his eyes slightly, stared straight ahead, thoughtful, and remained silent.
Huang Ling felt that this was very boring. She was not angry anymore, but he was.
She actively hooked Mobosen's arm, leaned her head on his arm, and asked with a smile, "Momo, tell me, is our first child a boy or a girl?"
"You are what you are born with," Maubertin said flatly.
In fact, he was very happy, he liked girls. He once thought that he really hoped that Huang Ling would give him two daughters and a son. In this way, he would have children, which would be perfect.
"You might as well not answer this answer." It's really boring.
"Isn't it?" Maupassen raised his eyebrows: "Could it be that I think you can give birth to anything?"
Huang Ling pursed her lips: "I'm not that good."
If she thinks of a boy, she can definitely have a boy, and if she thinks of a girl, she can definitely have a girl, isn't she a god
Mau Posen moved his arm lightly, and said flatly, "Don't put your arm around me like this, stay away from me."
"I don't!"
"When I'm in a bad mood, I'll hit a woman."
"You hit it, remember when you hit it, don't hit my stomach with your fist, I have your baby in my stomach."