Chapter 903 Brother Mo's Anger

Seeing her so weakly isolated now, his expression was very gloomy.

He stared at the people inside coldly, and was very angry at her behavior.

fool!

She is the stupidest woman in the world!

If it weren't for being infected with "Sky Thunder", Mau Posen really wanted to smash the glass wall with a punch, so that he could teach this silly woman a lesson.

Huang Ling's face was facing Mau Posen's side.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a stalwart figure. She froze for a moment, thinking that she was dreaming.

She quickly closed her eyes, then opened them again, the stalwart figure was still there.

It's not a dream, Brother Mo came to see her...

Huang Ling worked hard, her whole body hurt like she was about to fall apart.

Thousands of arrows pierce the body (heart).

She got out of bed and walked towards Maupassen with a shaky body.

Seeing her like this, Mau Posen's face became even more gloomy.

How much he wanted to step forward and hold her...

Huang Ling came to sit down in front of Maubertson, she looked up, he lowered his head, and they looked at each other through the thick glass wall.

Maubertin was very angry, his breathing was short of breath, and his chest kept heaving.

Seeing him so vicious, Huang Ling's heart skipped a beat.

Brother Mo got angry, his dark and cold eyes looked like he was going to kill her.

Through the glass wall, one can feel the violence on his body, hehe, such brother Mo is shocking.

Huang Ling tried her best not to let the pain go to her face. She raised her head, waved her hand at the extremely gloomy Mau Posen, pulled the corners of her lips, and said with a smile, "Brother Mo."

The more she was like this, the more painful Mau Posen's heart was.

His cool, thin and sexy lips were pressed into a line by him.

The muscles of the face were so tense that they were about to break their nerves.

Huang Ling grabbed the paper and pen from the ground, and wrote on it: "Brother Mo, have you eaten a popsicle? The breath in your whole body, why is it so cold? I can feel your cold even when I am isolated. Smile Well, otherwise Brother Ling will be scared."

After finishing writing, Huang Ling held up the paper, her fingers were trembling, and God knew it hurt even for her to hold the pen while writing.

This damn "Tianlei", Huang Ling really wanted to say loudly to it: "I want to fuck your mother!"

Looking at the words she wrote, Mau Posen raised his eyebrows, and his face became even more gloomy.

What time is she still in the mood to joke?

Also... Her handwriting is really ugly, like drawing a turtle, I really wonder if she only finished the third grade.

Mau Posen lowered his head and saw paper and pen on the small table next to him. He sat cross-legged, picked up a brush and wrote a line on the paper: "Huang Ling!!! I want to strangle you to death!!"

The words are the same as his current mood, with resolute strokes and cheetah-like anger.

After reading it, Huang Ling smiled, and wrote on the paper: "Pinch, pinch, you can't pinch."

Even provoking him, Mau Posen was furious.

His eyes did not hide his anger at all. Through the glass wall, he stared straight at Huang Ling with anger and sharpness.

At first, Huang Ling looked at him.

But facing each other, she felt guilty.

Why didn't she know Mau Posen's mood at this time?

Huang Ling wrote again: "Brother Mo, it's great to know you in this life."

After reading it, Mobosen wrote: "But since I met you, I am not good. You always ignore my words. Also, you talk, I understand lip language, the words written by children who have just learned to write in kindergarten They are prettier than your handwriting."

After seeing the back, Huang Ling felt a little embarrassed.

She lowered her head, looked at the words written by herself, and then looked at the words written by Mau Posen, er... the difference is worlds, the difference is more than one day and one place.