Chapter 736 Are You High-Sighted?

Huang Ling thought it was a big joke she had heard.

She laughed at herself, "Do I have temperament? Rustic temperament or ruffian temperament?"

Mobosen raised his eyebrows and his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he didn't like Huang Ling very much.

He stared at her: "Can't you be more confident? I have always had a high and critical eye on women. I say good is good, and if you have temperament, you have temperament. Be confident. Only confident women are beautiful."

"cut……"

Huang Ling smiled contemptuously, and glanced coolly at Mobosen, "I don't know how high and picky your eyes are? You like women like Li Xinxin."

"Is she okay?" Maupassen raised his eyebrows.

"It seems that you don't know her at all."

"You know her well?"

"I don't know her well, but since the people of country K hate her so much and hate her, I don't think she is a kind person. No, she is not a kind person in the first place. She kills people at every turn, and she doesn't know how many people's blood is on her hands. Temper And hot, extremely arrogant. I accidentally knocked over the drink that day, and I wet her sleeve a little bit, and she picked up the bottle and tried to hit me. Young women are so hot-tempered. If they are older, Isn't it like a menopausal woman?"

Huang Ling looked at Maupassen very disdainfully, "Tsk tsk, you don't look bad. I believe that if you hook your fingers upstairs, many women will follow you home. Why do you like a woman like Li Xinxin?"

Hearing this, Mau Posen's face darkened, and his deep eyes became very deep.

He stared at Huang Ling intently, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Huang Ling felt that the atmosphere was a little different, and she glanced at Maupassen cautiously.

It's too bad, she won't anger him because she speaks ill of Li Xinxin, right?

Huang Ling, Huang Ling, even if you don't like that Li Xinxin, you can't speak ill of her in front of a man who likes her, right?

Sure enough, if you don't die, you won't die. Will he strangle her to death because of anger?

Huang Ling looked at Mobosen timidly, "Mr. Mo..."

"Maubosen is my first name, not my surname." Just as she was about to speak, Maubosen interrupted her suddenly and coldly.

"Maubertin, I have to go to work at night, and I'm going home."

Huang Ling thought he would make things difficult for her, but Mau Posen just looked at her indifferently, "Yes."

Huang Ling breathed a sigh of relief when she heard his "hmm" and raised her heart in her throat.

"Goodbye then!" She waved her hand and hurried towards the door.

Maubertson's house is covered with wool blankets, and he walks around the house with bare feet, without feeling the cold soles of his feet.

But when she walked out of the house and stepped on the cold tiles, she shivered for a while.

Mom...

She lowered her head, only to remember that she has no shoes on her hands!

How to do?

The doors are all closed.

Huang Ling turned her head and looked at the door that she closed with confusion.

Do you want to push the door in and put her shoes on?

But when she thought of Maubertin's downcast expression, she felt a little scared.

If he went in again, if his anger only increased, wouldn't she be dead?

Forget it, take a taxi back downstairs, and it won't be too cold.

And just after eating, the body is full of warmth and can resist the cold.

Thinking this way, Huang Ling strode away.

When she got into the taxi, she realized that... her bag hanging diagonally was at Mau Posen's!

Inside, there are her ID card, mobile phone, household registration book...