Even he wondered if he was sick because he always liked to make her angry. It seemed that the disease was getting worse and worse recently, and he probably couldn't cure it even if he wanted to.
"Don't call me Ling'er." Vomiting blood! Someone was angry. He had never called her Fa'er before, but always called her womanly. Now calling her like this made her feel awkward.
"I'm not allowed to call you Ling'er, so what should I call you, Ling'er?" Xia Houyan asked her deliberately.
Calling her this way, she will hear it in the future anyway, so what will be the difference between the future and now? She will always have to adapt.
"If you dare to call me Ling'er again, I will go back to the capital and burn your restaurant down." She said she could do it.[
If one day she really wanted to make him unhappy, she would really set a fire and make his restaurant burn down.
Not even a single thing was left, even making him cry.
"Well, it's up to you. Anyway, that restaurant will be yours from now on. If you are willing to burn it, then I don't mind if you burn it. However, if you are happy with it, I have many more rooms, not just one.
When you want to burn it, I will tell you where it is. If you find it troublesome, I can also find someone to help you burn it."
It seemed that if Mo Ling really went to burn the wine, Xia Houyan would really tell her the location of the restaurant and let her burn it all at once.
"If I had a fire now, I would burn you first." Mo Ling glared at him dangerously.
My head hurts more and more.
"That's not good, Ling'er, you don't seem to be responsible for me yet. How could I die?"
"Xia Houyan, if you have the guts, come here now."
The four eyes facing each other seemed to be conveying affection, but in fact, they were in dire straits, and the undercurrent was surging.
Xia Houyan did not doubt his presence and actually walked towards Mo Ling.
But after he walked over, it seemed a little too late to go back.
Mo Ling stretched out one foot, and it was too late for Xia Houyan to hide.
result!
Bang!
Someone's knee pops.
"Ah, Ling'er, you..." Xia Houyan touched his knee and looked at Mo Ling in pain.
He didn't expect that when she asked him to come over, she would give him a hard kick.