Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

The season warmed up so that I found myself standing in front of him after waking up without brushing my face.

She lifted her hand and grabbed her hair when her next face was embarrassed, then turned her back and went to the bathroom.

Mo Jing glanced deeply at her unwieldy and embarrassing appearance. The elegant man's deep eyebrows twitched: “It's not the first day of your wedding. It's not the first time I've seen you awake. What are you covering for? ”

This has nothing to do with how long you've been married!

It's Seasonal Warm. Never felt married before!

She did not explain that she ran into the bathroom to check if she had swollen her eyes and lowered her head and found that the bathroom in his room did not have her toiletries.

I don't know if Mo Jingshen would have moved his stuff directly back to the master bedroom after last night.

She simply ran back to the master bedroom to open the bathroom cabinet while Mo Jing was out of the room and moved all the toiletries she was used to.

So no matter where he lived, she took over! See where else he can hide!

Seasonal warmth changed clothes and went downstairs for breakfast.

On the table is the yolk toast she's always liked.

Just sitting down, Mo Jingshen put a cup of hot milk sent by Sister Chen in front of her.

Seasonwarm sat at the table, took the milk, took a bite of toast, looked up at the depth of the ink, drank another bite of milk, and looked up at the depth of the ink.

This breakfast, her eyes barely ever left deep in ink.

Chen sister-in-law, who picked up the tableware, smiled and quietly dragged the maid next to her back to the kitchen.

Seasonal warmth bit another bite of toast, the milk mayo sticking to her mouth didn't know, his eyes looked straight at the man who had already had breakfast in front of him and was looking at business magazines at random.

Clear, cold eyebrows, tall nose beams, seem to come from the handsome outline of God's hand, perfect without any room for picking.

Mo Jing deeply flipped the business magazine page and stopped, glancing at the little woman who had been gluing her eyes to him, as if he could evaporate at any moment.

Seasonal warmth returned to his senses, hurriedly raising the toast in his hand in front of him, picking up the milk cup and sipping it hard.

She drank too quickly and was choked to put down her cup and toast. She coughed twice hard: “Cough... cough...”

Mo Jingdeep handed the tissue in front of her and saw her cough so badly, she wiped the milk sauce off the corner of her mouth directly: “You've been wrong since yesterday. Do you like staring at me so much? ”

“Cough, cough...”

Seasonal warmth was actually not so choking, and I heard him deliberately cough a few more times.

Sister Chan rushed out of the kitchen: "Ma'am, what's wrong? Cough so bad? ”

“Cough, it's okay, I got choked by milk...”

“Fine, by the way, Miss Meng Lan said yesterday that she is coming to live in the Imperial Garden today. Should I prepare an extra copy for Miss Meng Lan for dinner? ”

Seasonal warmth's expression remained unchanged. After coughing twice more, she turned her eyes and said: “Sister Chen, clean up the room where my sister often stays, and try not to let her stay in the royal garden in the future. ”

“But Miss Dreamland is coming today...”

“I will make it clear to her that the Imperial Garden is not a Ji family after all, and she is not always accessible here. ”

Sister-in-law Chen felt so comfortable when she heard it.

In the past, she felt that the second lady of the Ji family always came to live in the Imperial Garden. She also always liked to ask questions about Mr. Mo. She often inquired about Mr. Mo's whereabouts and did not consider herself an outsider at all. It was very unfamiliar.

Sister-in-law Chen hasn't taken a minute to pack her things in the guest room.

Suddenly, the phone with the ink deep on the dining table vibrated slightly.

Seasonal Warm thought it should just be 10086 or something. See Mo Jingshen reading an English summary in a business magazine, did not look at the phone. She glanced at the words on the screen, looked at him and held his phone directly.

136xxxxx: [Brother Jing Shen, please don't be angry with my sister. I didn't think she would really drug you that way the night before. She was going to send you to another woman's bed. I persuaded her not to listen for a long time. Is it really going to end well if you two keep torturing each other like this? I care about my sister, and I'm not worth it for Jing Shen!]

After reading this text message, Seasonal Warm raised a beautiful eyebrow.

“Is your cell number known to many people?” Seasonal warmth raised his eyes.

Ink took a deep look at her and put the magazine at hand aside.

“A lot of people. Who do you mean? ”

Seasonal Warm remembers that Mo Jingdeep's private number is actually not known to a few people, and it is easier not to reveal it to the public.

“I didn't expect dreams to care so much about the feelings between us, I actually texted you a lot about me.” Seasonal warmth made me laugh, but deliberately added a little obvious jealousy to my eyes.

Mojing looked deeply at her dark little expression and asked, “Didn't you give her my number? ”

“ …… ”

It seems that this is really happening...

Seasonal Dream often plays with her phone. When exactly did she secretly write down Mo Jingdeep's private number, and Seasonal Warm didn't pay much attention to it.

“She will, but not so much as I will.” The deep tone of Mojing is very faint.

When Ji Wen heard this, she subconsciously flipped down and found dozens of unread texts.

In addition to texting notifications for some company emails, there are really many texts sent in seasonal dreams that show unread.

I looked at a few random texts. The content of the texts was basically playing the role of a good sister, obviously speaking on behalf of the sister in a kind manner, but actually making Seasonal Warm's remarks very unpopular and even weird.

Really ambitious!

Mo Jingdeep in the moment of her sudden silence, faintly said: “Being young does not mean being simple, nor does being close to you represent all trust. You see it early, and it is not necessarily a bad thing. ”

Seasonal warmth looked at the man as if he had already insight into everything.

No wonder Mo Jingshen rarely came back when he came to live here in Seasonal Dream, I'm afraid it was Seasonal Dream's irregular caution he had long seen.

You should have woken yourself up ten years ago! What a big heart!

Seasonal warmth slapped him on the head twice, and he caught the spot where he hit last night, and suddenly he “hissed” and his whole face was wrinkled with pain.

Mo Jing got up deep and came over, pulling her hand away, watching as she still had some redness on her forehead, her eyebrows wrinkled silently: “Is it painful enough? Wouldn't you stop if you had to get hurt? ”

Seasonal warmth raised her face and all the painful tears would come out. She looked at his face again. She gave a confessional expression and said: “I won't let anyone live in the royal garden any more. Has it caused you trouble for some time now? ”

“Everything that concerns you is not trouble, this kind of thing is up to you.” Mo Jing examined the wound on her forehead deeply with her head and called the maid back: “Give her the medicine she brought back last night. ”