Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

I turned around and Mo Jingshen had already checked out the bill. The season was warm and I grabbed him by the arm. “Honey, it's a beautiful day. How about a little more walking? ”

Seeing this show of love, the two clerks spit in their hearts.

This woman is so shameless, buy her a cell phone and call her husband directly. She has a beautiful skin. She really thinks of herself as a fairy.

Deep around Mojing, she was not close to her birth, but only tender and patient with the woman beside her. Her arms reached behind her waist and strolled her outward. Her voice grew clearer and clearer into the ears of the clerks: “Before 3 pm, my time belonged to Mrs Mo, where else do you want to go? ”

“This commercial street is good enough. You don't have to go too far. The shopping malls in front are good. Let's go there. How about that? ”

Several storefronts face each other in shock.

Mo Mo Mo... Mrs. Mo?

The city doesn't have a lot of ink, and the rich ones with ink look even less ordinary.

They rushed over to the magazine newspaper not long ago, and for half a day they finally found a photograph with the deep side of the ink scene. They looked at it a few times, and the eyes of several shopkeepers were staring out.

The man just now, his identity is not simple...

He's Mo Jingshen?

There are also warm side shadows in the photo.

“Is it really Mo Jingshen and Mrs. Mo?! ”

“What we just said... Mrs. Mo must have heard it...”

“What do we do, do we offend them? ”

The clerk in the cashier's office looked at them and turned a white eye: “Not only did Mrs. Mo hear you, I can hear you here, so guess if Mr. Mo can hear you? ”

“… must have heard! So, what do we do? ”

“Mr. Mo didn't even rarely look at you. You guys, with no eyes, chewing your tongues, are doomed to have nothing in your life! You deserve it!”

Several of the clerks were frozen.

Seasonal Warm had left the store and walked a little farther, she looked at the dark ink that kept her eyes still: “Did you just hear that? ”

Mojing's profound tone is not surprising: “Mrs. Mojing looks stunning because this face is often mistaken for a blanket. You don't have to worry about those two small companies. I'll take care of them for the rest of my life. ”

Seasonal warm corners.

I can hear the tone of his words.

“It's over 1: 00, less than 2 hours before 3: 00 you go to the office.” The season warms up and says, “Want to eat something first? ”

“Hungry? ”

“Not yet, I had breakfast made by my husband in the morning, and I feel hungry now.” Seasonal warmth follows the deep side of Ink, don't forget to kiss your ass.

“Let me know when you're hungry after shopping with you and back at the office. ”

……

What Seasonal Warm didn't know was that the store clerk in the electronics store, although not suddenly hit by a crossfire, suffered because he had committed a tongue that he shouldn't have.

Suddenly the manager called and said, "Which two people dared to chew on the back of their tongues? Let them settle this month's wages and get the hell out of here! ”

The two clerks immediately answered the phone in a panic hurry. They cried and said: “Sir, we didn't mean it. We didn't recognize it earlier. It was Mr. and Mrs. Mo. We just said a few words. We didn't want to be offended...”

“Don't explain to me! Now you two are on our blacklist! Get out now!” The phone was hung up directly by the manager.

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In order to save time, Seasonal Warm did not go too far, only wandered around the nearby mall, then went directly to a large supermarket inside.

Orlando International's room was just too simple and she didn't have many things to live in. She simply bought a lot of things to live in, as well as a variety of pajamas and new bath towels. Finally, she bought a particularly comfortable quilt and didn't know they were preparing a new house for the wedding.

In fact, this is the first time for Seasonal Warm that she has carefully filled a home that belongs to them. Although the Imperial Garden is their wedding room, Orlando International has been closest to his company and she wants to take care of a more lifelike atmosphere that belongs to their second home.

Before returning, Seasonal Warm dragged Mo Jingdeep to a nearby Chinese restaurant where she had a simple meal for many years, because the good taste was not expensive, and she had eaten several times in the following decade, but every time she came to eat was a single person, and she could only order the cheapest dish for one bowl of rice.

When she was going back to Orlando International, she sat in the car and said, "Just leave me at the front door of the neighborhood for a moment, and I'll pack my things in and you can go straight to the office. ”

Mojing glanced deeply at the time: “No rush, I'll take you up. ”

Season Warm looked at the pile of battle fruits he had bought today in the car, considering that he could not take so much, he did not make any more excuses.

The two returned to Orlando International and Mojing took too much in their hands. Season Warm pressed the password in front of the door. It was her birthday, and she turned to Mojing Deep, and he had already taken it in at the moment when the door was open.

“I didn't feel like I bought much in the supermarket, and now I realize it's really too much.” Seasonal warmth squatted on the floor in a bunch of shopping bags.

Mo Jing looked at her deeply, but it was just a few things, and she was satisfied as if she'd gotten something.

“There's a lot of stuff. You can't finish it alone. Call Sister Chan to help you.” The deep tone of Mojing is light.

Season warmed up and suddenly stood up, turning around and walking to the door, reaching out and holding him like a reluctant little daughter-in-law.

“What time will you be back? ”

“It won't be too late. I'll be back in a few company pieces.” Mojing touched her hair deeply.

Seasonal Warm is used to him always treating himself like a child and burying his face in his arms: "Let's stay here tonight and go back to the Imperial Garden tomorrow. ”

Mo Jingdeep's hand stayed over her head.

“Okay.” Slightly.

Season warm feet kissed right in the corner of his mouth, after kissing, he had to go back to pack the stuff he had just bought, and then he just backed away, suddenly his back tightened, and the man's kiss fell directly and accurately on her lips.

Unlike the intense kiss he had in bed last night, he gently wrapped his whole heart around the souffle. His hands grabbed the collar of his trench coat and his eyes stared at his face close by.

After a little kiss, she didn't forget that time was running out and her subconscious hands pushed him.

Instead of pushing away, he was pressed against the wall by a man, his lips tangled, kissing and forgetting his love.

In the process, he picked up the warmth of the season and placed it on a less tall set by the door. She instinctively wrapped herself around his neck and feared falling off.