Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

So happy to be served by Mo BOSS in the early morning, the season warmed up and walked around the room in his shirt, after all, I couldn't help but ask: “Is this your place? ”

“Mmm.”

The simplicity of the word also confirms the idea of seasonal warmth.

Mu Jingdeep rarely goes back to his old house, so this is where he used to live.

Seasonal warmth wears a shirt with a deep ink view and a complete vacuum underneath the shirt without inches.

She went back to her bedroom and glanced at the clothes on the floor.

The dress she wore yesterday has been torn apart so easily it reminds her of last night's indulgence, inner... Clothes and soles. The pants weren't washed either, they were messed up all night on the floor and definitely couldn't be worn anymore.

“Don't you have any clothes I can wear here?” She went out again and saw Mo Jing wiping her hands out of the kitchen.

A BOSS president who can cook and wash dishes is rare.

“Do you really want to see women's clothes with me?” He asked back.

“ …… ”

“I haven't been back here in a long time, and the ingredients in the morning are to call the downstairs supermarket and there are only a few sets of shirts and pants in the closet.” He spoke softly.

“But I can't always be here, dressed like this, just fine in front of you... this can't be worn out. ”

Mo Jing's eyes suddenly sank: “You can only wear it like this in front of me, dare to go out and show it to others, would you try it? ”

Season warmed his face: “What am I wearing today? Wouldn't it be too much trouble to call Mrs. Chan to bring her clothes? ”

“Wait. ”

Mo Jing spoke deeply and picked up the phone.

Season Warm, while he was on the phone, simply turned around the whole house.

Although it is not as large as the villa in the Imperial Garden, it is not a duplex apartment, but only such a single floor is about 150 square meters. The bedroom living room dining room studio is full of studios, it is just too simple and few things. She opened the wardrobe and saw that the men's shirts and pants were inside.

Even the indoor slippers in the shoe cabinet at the door are new and still open, pure men.

It is true that no one has ever lived in this place but himself, and women are even more unlikely.

Even knowing that Mojing was deeply clean and self-reliant, he took a look at it and satisfied the careful thought of Season Warm as a woman.

Although the previous clothes can't be worn today, they can't be thrown away like this. Seasonal Warm is not as luxurious and wasteful as she used to be. She is now both clean and diligent, not to mention this. Clothes are not cheap.

She picked up Poor Baba's nest on the floor. The clothes went back to the bathroom, where the sound of the water flowing through the washing of things was ringing.

Mojing made a phone call and answered, "Prepare a set of clothes to be worn by Seasonal Warm Energy at Orlando International, 1801. ”

“... where are you going? Did you bring Season Warm in? ”

“If you don't know the size, go to the Imperial Garden and bring Sister Chen with you. ”

Man on the other end of the phone: "Are you sure it's Orlando International? There you are...”

“Got here in half an hour, hung up. ”

There was a hanging motion coming directly from the phone, leaving only a chilling beep.

“ …… ”

Mojing deeply threw her phone on the coffee table, heard the water flow in the bathroom, walked in and saw Seasonal Miss, who had never had sun and spring water on her fingers, scrubbing beautifully in the white of her hand. Clothes and the same bottom. Trousers, neater and flatter the bed, nothing extra on the floor.

Not only has her temperament changed dramatically, but even her lifestyle has changed a lot.

Seasonal warmth washed seriously in the bathroom, occasionally putting hands with water behind her ears, pulling her hair back, revealing her snow-white neck, wide shirt on her, sex. And the feeling was intimate with him without any protection.

Mojing stood there and watched for a long time.

Half an hour later, the doorbell rang.

Mo Jingshen turned around and opened the door. Sister Chen had already been brought here. After entering the door, she didn't ask much. She entered the door with the clothes she had found for Season Warm directly: “Madam, your clothes were found here from your wardrobe, and I don't know if they were the right size, but I see they are all worn by you often. ”

Sister-in-law Chen went inside to look for Season Warm. Another tall, long man in front of the door single-handedly stuck his pants pocket and saw the depth of Mo Jing. This seemed to treat this place like he and Season Warm's wedding room entirely.

The man closed his eyes and didn't go in. He lit a cigarette: “The other day I heard Qin Shiting talk about this, I thought I heard it wrong. Are you... serious with Season Warm? ”

The deep tone of Mojing is extremely faint: “Who gave you the guts to smoke in my place? ”

“... you and him. Mom quit smoking for years, I didn't quit smoking!” The man was almost choked by smoke, his beautiful face was cold with no expression, and he saw those obscure marks that appeared outside the neck of Ink View's deep shirt, and his lips were now drawn out of sex. The curve of the cold field: “I thought you've had enough abstinence over the years to be interested in any woman. ”

“She's not any woman. ”

“… what is the warmth of the season that will get you in the eye? ”

“She's fine, and she's capable of it. ”

“ …… ”

“Mr. Moore, I've already delivered your wife's clothes. What else can I do for you?” Sister-in-law Chen soon came out of it.

The man outside the door picked his eyebrows, looked inside and didn't see the season warm coming out of the bedroom.

“Go back.” The ink view is deep and cold.

“Okay, Mr. Moore. ”

Mo Jing closed the door, isolating the two people directly from the door.

Season Warm changed clothes in the room. Sister Chen was very careful and sent the correct size, both inside and inside. Clothes or outerwear are some of the simpler and more generous styles she likes these days.

She tidied her clothes, combed her hair smoothly, slightly some waves of curly hair spread behind her back, her skin was good, she usually had very little makeup, and now she didn't even photograph the toner, so she walked out facing the sky.

Mo Jing Deep stands there, facing the direction of the landing window, long and pulled, cold temperament, shirt suits without a hint of wrinkles, single-handedly inserted in the trouser pocket, unknown, Seasonal Warm even sees some passing away and independent elegance on his back.

“I changed it.” She walked over.

The man looked back at her and said, "You didn't bring your phone back? ”

“No, I just picked up your call yesterday and Zhou Yeon snatched it and fell to the ground. I don't think I can use it anymore. ”

Her voice just dropped, Mo Jingdeep turned around and picked up the electronic car keys on the coffee table.

“Go get your coat on. ”

“Ah, where are we going? ”

Seeing the warmth of the season since I woke up today, I've had all sorts of horny expressions. Mojing's deep mouth curved in a shallow arc and smiled slightly: “Didn't the phone not work anymore? I'll go buy you a new one. ”