Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

I don't think I've ever had a chance to see him naked at all, but it's just a touch like that that that tells me the ink depth is absolutely fantastic.

When I think of this man as hers, as hers alone, she gets more excited, hands and feet together, going to haunt him.

“Put your hands down.” Mu Jingdeep, as if abetting elementary school students, will seriously take away the medicine box that was blocked by her hand, lest she overthrow it.

Just moving the medicine box to the bedside table, the season warmth instantly got out of the bed, jumped at him, hugged him behind him, and rolled. Hot little face rubbed behind him, with some impatient crying in his voice.

She suddenly reached out and pushed him away from the medicine box on the table, squeezing the whole person in front of him, biting his shirt collar like a pussy, hands and feet, wrapped around him and kissing him on the chin.

The next moment, the warmth of the season was suddenly thrown into bed by a man. Up, before it reflected, she heard Mojing's deep teeth sinking in her ear: “Little fairy. ”

As soon as the voice dropped, I heard the belt landing.

Women's skirts, men's suits, shirts, all scattered on the floor, mixed together.

The man covered her with dark eyes.

The touch of her hot palms made her soft, her eyes filled with water, emotion, trembling.

The ink seemed like a low laugh from the chest.

She just wanted to ask him what he was laughing at, and all of a sudden the man came in without hesitation, harshly...

Seasonal warmth climbed on his shoulder, unable to adjust for a moment, powerless fine humming, sound like a cat screaming, soft, dull voice, undoubtedly snagging a man's nerves...

……

Seasonal warmth was awakened in the morning, and the sky had been lit for a long time, suddenly opening its eyes.

A strange room, bright windows, she sat up slowly and looked at her own light grey shirt, which belonged to a man, and the air smelled as if it still had ink on it.

Though this is not a royal garden, she remembers that Ink took her to the bathroom last night and took a bath because there were no women's clothes, so she simply took a shirt for her.

The cuffs of the shirt are long, covering the back of the hand and barely revealing a fingertip.

This size shirt is deep in ink.

Everything that happened last night played back and forth in her mind.

From the bedroom to the living room, from the bed to the sofa, to the bathroom, and finally back to the bed.

Until at the end of the day, from her initial entanglement to her complete control, she couldn't repress herself...

I can't imagine how long my weak resistance would have resisted if Mo Jingdeep hadn't arrived in time last night.

“Wake up?” Suddenly a sunny, beautiful man's voice rang in front of the door.

Season warmly raised his eyes and saw Mo Jingdeep flashed past the door, then his voice remained outside: “Get up for breakfast. ”

She stayed in bed for half a day before returning to her senses. She didn't have time to ask. She got up and got out of bed.

Seasonal warmth found the bathroom in the bedroom, washed briefly, and walked out wearing a shirt half the length of his thigh.

The dining room adjacent to the living room is filled with the scent of food, and the warmth of the season looks out through the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.

It seems to be very close to Mercer Group, the city center is bustling in front of you, but you can't hear any noise because of its height, there is a large green landscape downstairs, the tar road is also very well organized, it looks like a high-end apartment community.

Is this... Mo Jingshen's place near the company before she got married?

She has lived in the royal garden since she got married, because it was their wedding room and she didn't know enough about Mo Jingdeep before, so she didn't even know this place existed.

Turning around, the warmth of the season attracts attention to the style of the room.

This is not a luxurious European style like the Imperial Garden. The Imperial Garden is a place set by the elders of the Mo family. She was not involved in the decoration at the time, anyway, the comfort of living there is not so much to worry about.

But here, the neatness and simplicity are very similar to the low-key style of Ink Depth itself, except that the whole house is a little cold in tone, and the scent of the restaurant adds a lot of anger to this cold tone.

“Don't just stand there, come here, eat. ”

“Oh.” Seasonal warmth turned to the restaurant and stopped at the table.

Looking at a few simple but nutritious breakfasts on the table, the warm eyes of the season looked around again, this breakfast doesn't look like takeout, there seems to be no servant babysitter or other people here.

Is this the breakfast...

“You did?” She looked at the man inside in amazement.

Ink has restored the clear appearance of his crown, only to help her take out the bowls of chopsticks and add a few hints of smoke. As he walked over, the French button on his shirt was lit by the sun outside the window, revealing a bright blue light.

“Can you still sleep in the kitchen and do it?” Mo Jingdeep put the tableware on the table in front of her.

This…

Deep Ink Breakfast?

Seasonal Warm felt like he was really about to lose his temper, and how he really knew him was only a star and a half.

What else in the world wouldn't he be?

She didn't eat anything last night. Her stomach is not very comfortable right now. Seasons are warm and quiet and she sits at the table. Smell the smell and she'll know it's delicious.

More than that, exclamation.

“Did you call me just yesterday when you got off the plane...” Seasonal Warm remembered the phone call he made yesterday when he made a thousand rounds.

Mojing frowned deeply, did not answer the question, and the tone was faint: “Who gave you the invitation for that dinner? ”

“Han Tianyuan. ”

He did not speak anymore, presumably because of his ability, it is easy to find out the reasons before and after this. After all, Ji Wen just transferred Han Tianyuan's two companies into his hands, and she will not be unaware of all this. She wants to fly with wings, he did not stop, so that she is respectful and indulgent, and Ji Wen is also satisfied with his heart.

But about last night...

Fine. Fine. He's here.

“Did you go to the tenth floor of the hotel last night? Zhou Yenyen tried to push me into that room, but I pushed her into it.” Seasonal warmth bites the soufflé with tender golden temptation. "How's she doing?" she said softly. ”

The dark tone of the ink scene is faintly cold: “Half-dead does not live. ”

“ …… ”

“From now on, you should never see her again. I'll take care of it. ”

Season warmly looked at the handsome face in front of her and wanted to ask a few more questions about yesterday, but obviously Mo Jingdeep was not going to let her leave a shadow on the matter, and fortunately nothing irreparable had happened.

From his chilling tone, the Han and Zhou families are presumably on the run.

Seasonal Warm is not the Virgin Mary. She will certainly not be left to die if others do not do her justice.

With husbands up, it feels like an unspeakable burst of happiness.

However, just now in the shower, I saw all the marks he had left on me. Seasonal warmth bit the fried eggs again, but my face was a little more or less uncomfortable.

Last night, she can now remember everything. I never thought I would... be like that...

After breakfast, Seasonal Warm actively asked to wash the dishes, but Mo Jingdeep glanced at the wound patch on her hand, even though she didn't succeed.