Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Seasonal warmth rushed straight back to the bed and picked up the phone.

“Can't sleep?” Mo Jing-deep's voice came from the phone and swung unnamed in the gloomy night.

As soon as Seasonal Warm heard his voice, the whole person crawled to the bed, his men pinched a pillow: “Did you see the text I sent? ”

“Mmm.”

“It's this time of year, have you returned to the Imperial Garden? ”

“No, there was a temporary situation in the overseas cooperation, and the meeting was just concluded.” Mojing's deep voice was low.

“Then get back to bed early. If I'm not home, you'll start working late again, won't you?” Seasonal warmth can't help but mutter: “I should be next to you every day. When the night comes, take off your clothes and press you on the bed so you can't go anywhere. Don't say it's work, you can't even go to the study! ”

The phone was silent for a moment, followed by a low, slow laugh: "When are you going to take my clothes off? ”

“I'm talking business to you! It's to get you to bed early. Get some rest! ”

Mojing laughed deeply: "But I look forward to you taking off your clothes and going to bed. ”

“ …… ”

Season Warm buried her face in the pillow, listened to the motion over the phone, sighed, obviously it was the ink depth of her initiative, how she turned her eyes as if he was shearing it again.

He seemed to have left the company and heard the void over there, probably in the company's underground garage.

Seasonal Warm couldn't help but hang up the phone and didn't want to disturb him to drive. She squinted her eyes on the bed and said, "Bring your headphones and drive again. You don't have to talk to me. Driving at night must be safe. ”

“Wanna go to sleep?” He asked.

“No, I couldn't sleep, I probably hadn't been home for too long, so I suddenly had trouble sleeping.” Seasonal warmth lay lazy on the bed, "he said.“ It's strange, the bed in Ming's house is no different from the bed in the Imperial Garden, but you can't sleep on it. ”

“Probably because I'm missing in bed. ”

Seasonal warmth smiled and bent her eyes, reaching over and dragging a big white bear she used to hold into her arms, quietly silent for a while.

He was quiet for half a day and didn't know if he was close to the Imperial Garden, but neither of them hung up.

She lazily said, "Well, it looks like Mr. Bear is going to have to hold me to sleep tonight.”

Mo Jingshen asked directly, "What kind of bear? ”

“Yes... the only person in my bed other than your lawful husband is qualified to climb into my bed... Mr. Bear.” Seasonwarm pinched the big white bear in his arms and looked at the time again. “All right, you drive. I won't bother you. I'll see you tomorrow. ”

After that, Seasonal Warm has to hang up.

But I couldn't resist thinking about hanging up after I heard him hang up, and I quietly put my phone in my ear again.

However, after half a day of listening, Mo Jingdeep didn't seem to hang up.

Are you waiting for her to hang up?

Seasonal warmth smiled and was about to take her phone off her ear, but suddenly she heard Mojing's deep, low voice coming from the other end of the phone: “Come out and open the door. ”

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Seasonal warmth reflects a burst of half-day miso jumping out of bed and turning to look out by the window.

Seeing the black carved iron door in the front yard of the Seasons house flashed with white lights, it was hidden in the night to recognize that the car was a deeply inked car.

Seasonal warmth shocked: “The car is… you? Are you... are you here? ”

“Mrs. Mo, my clothes are ready. You can always take them off whenever you want. ”

Mo Jingdeep words shallow and faint with a few unintelligible smiles, the phone hung up when the seasonal warmth had not returned to God.

The season stays warm.

So it's really Mo Jing Deep?

Mercer Group is not far from the Seasons, but how can it be so fast?

He, he, he, he just came over tonight?

……

Ji Jia's front yard, housekeeper and maid were seated deep in Mo Jing at first sight, hurried to open the door to greet him.

At this time, the family has not slept. Even Shen Herew and Ji Meng were shocked when they heard that Mo Jingshen had come to Ji's house.

Seasonal warmth stared at the phone that had been hiding the screen for half a day before reluctantly reflecting it and turning around and running away.

“Brother Jing Shen!” Seasonal dreams have just taken a bath, wearing a thin pink strappy nightdress, greeted the past: “Why didn't you say hello before you came to Seasonal? ”

After Mojing entered the door, Jimeng stood directly in front of him, blocking his gaze from the others.

Mo Jing glanced at her deeply cold and clear, ignoring her, and turned to Ji Hongwen, who had already walked over, and said to him, “Dad. ”

“What time is it?” Shihon obviously didn't expect Mo Jingshen to come to Shi's house this late: “Are you not going back to the Imperial Garden? Coming straight from the office? ”

Mo Jingdeep walked in and looked deeply silent: “The company is not far from here, the season is warm here, I came straight on my way. ”

“Yay, the warmth just went back to the season house overnight, President Mo, can't you give up?” The tone of Shen Heru's mouth is a bit shady and strange.

I really don't want to know where the luck of Seasonwarm's little girl film came from. Not only can she marry someone like Mo Jingshen successfully, but she can still be so concerned by him. After more than six months of death divorce, she is still Mo Jingshen's wife.

After the season warms up the floor, you can hear the bad tone of Shen Heru. It turns out that this woman is a face in front of herself, another face while she is away.

“Now that you're here, take a break. Sister Qin, go and get Ji to warm up.” Ji Hongwen is in a good mood right now. His daughter's son-in-law is all here. It's rare.

Aunt Jin nodded, turning around and just going upstairs, she saw that the season warmth had come down.

“Miss, Mr. Mo is here.” Aunt Qin looked at her with a smile.

“I know. We were just on the phone.”

Seasonal warm speech room also hidden, went downstairs straight past, the first thing I saw was the ink depth of a black trench coat on the outside of the tailored suit.

This man... how can he be handsome like this...

Any trench coat can look so good.

Before she could get to his sight, she heard Seasonal Dream's voice forcibly intervene: "Brother Jing Shen, isn't it cold outside tonight? It's been autumn for days. My sister didn't catch a cold the other day, did she? You don't have to worry about your job, you have to take care of yourself! ”

Mo Jing shouted a cold “hmm”, his gaze did not fall on the seasonal dream, but crossed the seasonal dream that had been in front of him and looked at the warmth of the coming season.

He eyebrowed and still stood there, looking at her faintly, but all his eyes fell on her alone.

Everyone can see that Mo Jingshen, the real person is not close and indifferent and expensive, after entering the door for half a day, it is only when the season is warm that the meaning of falling from the clear dust into the human fireworks.