Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Though I didn't expect it, it wasn't too sudden.

Although An Yan was only Mo Jingshen's secretary, since she was socially related to the Mo family, now that she is in the country, she has caught up with the grandfather's eightieth birthday. It is also normal for her to come to wish her life.

Seasonal warmth glanced at the exquisite gift box that Ann Yan had in her hand.

Secretary An is very good-looking, soft eyebrows, sophisticated, elegant temperament. He has also been carefully dressed today. He is no longer wearing the kind of simple commuter outfit he wore when he was in the company, but a dress that is very distinctive and understated. He looks at the elders' mouth with a smile.

Master Mo turned around and said, "Oh, my gosh, did the scripture come so early? You've only just returned home for a short time. The jet lag should not be up yet. You should rest more on a rare rest day. How can you get up so early? ”

As if he didn't see the season warm being pulled around by Master Mo, he just smiled and said: "It's okay. President Mo usually takes care of me. I'm not tired of working with him. ”

She smiled and handed over the gift box as if it had just been an accident.

“It's not easy for this child to come home and meet you. What gift do you bring?” Grandpa Mo smiled and reached for it with excitement.

“Has the scripture grown so much? Hey, we're really old, didn't this kid grow up in America before? Why did you suddenly return home? Did you come here to wish Murrow a happy birthday? That's very thoughtful.” Several direct elders of the Mo family saw An Yan entering the door and approached him directly with a smile.

At the same time, there was a direct attachment: “Yes, we all thought that the scripture would become Mo's granddaughter-in-law. I didn't think..."

Before he finished, he was slapped by his husband and immediately shut up, looking embarrassed at the warmth of the season.

Almost everyone here looked at the warmth of the season instantly.

Seasonal Warm, as if he didn't hear it, took the gift box from the old man and put it on the side of the already pile of gift racks, and said back: “Everybody sit down, I'll cut you some fruit. ”

The people waiting around to watch the show stunned, unexpectedly the season was warm and silent, and took out the posture of half the hostess of the Mo family.

This even blocks the chance for people to continue to say cool things...

Anyan saw that his gift, which had not yet been opened, had been placed on the set shelf beside him and submerged under other gifts.

She still smiled and looked as if she had accidentally looked in the direction of the season's warmth.

The season was warm and seemed different from what she had heard before returning home.

……

Just cut the fruit, the season is warm out, the words and deeds are very proper, the elders waiting to grab her handle can only glance at her, hindering the presence of the old man, most of them gave a few faces, but there are still some, the suspicion in the eyes is obvious.

“Ma'am, why don't you go outside and see if Jing Shen is back?” Grandpa Mo noticed the guests were about to arrive and told Seasonal Warm directly.

“Okay.” Seasonal warmth turned around and went out.

Not only is it done in the warmth of the season, there is nothing to be picked on. Even the old man has deliberately identified her in front of everyone. Any unfriendly eyes can be seen by the old man.

Ji Wen walked to Qingshi Road in the courtyard temporarily unseen by Grandpa Mo and the guests, suddenly glancing at Aunt Mo Palin standing in front, smiling and chatting with a few middle-aged women, he looked back at Ji Wen, even when he glanced at her cold.

Seasonal warmth just pretended not to see, went out.

Murpherine walked over and blocked her way: "Yo, didn't you just come? Where are we going? Was he kicked out? Well, without the old man's shelter, you're afraid to get stuck in the eyes of your family and friends, aren't you? This Mozi family doesn't really like you much! ”

Seasonal warm eyebrows look the same: “Look at me, I just saw Aunt Cousin, why didn't you go inside and sit, instead, stand outside eating melon seeds? ”

Murpherine's face was silent and she heard the warmth of the season and laughed: “I almost forgot, Mo family has rules, there is no place in the guest banquet hall to sit, there are direct relatives of Mo family or important class characters, but you can only grab a melon seed and stand outside the door to catch a cold wind. ”

Murpherine gave her a hard look: “If it wasn't for the sight to protect you, would you think you could get in? ”

“Ji Wen is the granddaughter-in-law of Mo's family name media. If no one else can get in, she must get in too.” Suddenly, behind Murpherine, Mo Jing-deep's voice came.

As soon as Murpherine stagnates, she turns her eyes on Ink.

Mo Jing walked by her side and the season warm saw him approaching himself.

He does possess all the notable qualities.

I don't need to go to the office today, Mojing is wearing a casual outfit, a light turtleneck sweater, straight trousers, outside is a beige trench coat, he rarely wears warm colored clothes, today this doesn't make him look any higher, but it makes him feel a little more authentic in front of the season warm.

Dressed in low key and steady, his skin tone was slightly white. In the bright sunshine of Mojia's old front yard, he seemed to go into hiding. There was only a pair of dark inky eyes and thin, thin lips, and the bright and good-looking eyes could not be removed.

Mo Jingshen went to the airport early today, picked up the guests until now, but not a little tired, more at the moment of walking in front of the season warmth, eyebrows stretched, lips flashed, hands on the collar of her coat to help her close her clothes: “Why aren't you inside, what are you doing out? ”

“Grandpa looked at the time and felt you should be back soon, let me come out and pick you up. ”

“Go inside, don't blow outside. ”

Mojing walked back with the warm waist of the season and didn't even give the so-called cousin an extra glance.

Walking into the guest banquet hall, there were all kinds of guests talking in a crowd, and the old man was talking to several elders.

Mo Jing Deep just appeared, the lobby suddenly quiet a few points, more in the sight of Mo Jing Deep walked into the door with his waist so blatantly warm of the season, those who had just whispered over her guests while he was away, one by one like silence, no one dared to speak again.

The faces of those people also eased a lot as Mojing entered the door, irony became a knot, laughter became a heap of laughter, cold eyes became the attention of the thermal network.

Seasonal Warm thought that the family and friends of the Mozi family were really sharpeners in all kinds of upstream societies. Even though these people usually had more codes to sing, they are now blocked by the depth of Mozi's eye knives.

He only sits in public in the blink of an eye and gives her the respect and nobility she deserves at this moment.