Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

“I'm your sister! With all I get, everything is bright and magnificent, how arrogant I was, and how I was not behind my back, conspiring to pit my own family, even thinking about my sister's husband! Ji Menglan, you call your face disgraceful!” Seasonal warm exports do not hesitate to leave half the scene behind.

Seasonal dreams first stayed, and the next moment I was so angry that I trembled, I didn't expect Seasonal Warm to know everything.

So... she does all this, and the season warmth is all in her eyes?

Is that what she's up to?

Is that why it's so sudden today?

Suddenly, Ji Meng was a little scared. Covering his already blushed face, he swallowed weakly: “Me and I don't have much vision. I just can't get used to your previous attitude towards Brother Jing Shen. I think you failed him. I'm sorry for him, that's why I..."

Suddenly, Ji Hongwen didn't know when to come out. Apparently, he heard them.

Season Warm saw the visitor and walked to him with no expression: “Dad, you take care of it. ”

He walked out of the backyard and never came back.

Seasonal dreams turned back to see Seasonal Hiroshi's deep, dripping face, and his frightened face was white: “Dad...”

Ji Hongwen did not speak, only at the moment when the warm back of the season turned to them and walked straight away, “bang”, raising his hand and clapping the dreamy face of the season and smoking it.

Seasonal dreams suddenly failed to prevent the whole person being fanned to the ground.

She looked up and looked in fear at the furious Qi Hing Wen. The chill of fear began to flow from the limb wreckage and spread all over her body.

“Is everything you just said true?” Ji Hongwen frowned.

“I...” Shimon looked at him and cried: “Dad... I really just don't think my sister is worthy of Jing Shen Brother, I'm just not happy for Jing Shen Brother. I can explain what happened today, I...”

“Stupid!” Ji Hongwen's eyes were angry: “How could I have a daughter like you! In all these years, Haumen's vengeance has seen many, but I didn't expect my own daughter to do such a low-level thing! ”

Seasonal dreams looked at Seasonal Hiroshi's face. He dared not say a word. His whole face was almost transparent.

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A guest has ignored the little song just now, and the greetings for the birthday are fluctuating in the Guest's Ballroom.

After responding with a smile, Master Mo carefully placed the chess recipe he had just kept in his hand as a baby in that sandalwood gift box, and called Mo Jingdeep to sit beside him.

Grandson and grandson sat together, Mo Jing always smiled faintly. After all, Grandpa Mo looked at the situation just now.

“Weren't you thinking a little bit about you that season?” Master Mo whispered with a voice that only Mo Jingdeep could hear: “I kind of understand the situation of the Ji family, Ji Hong Wen is a good person, but after all, the two daughters lost their mothers early on. Now the second daughter of the Ji family is so hostile to Ji Wen. In my opinion, you should let Ji Wen go back and take her back here more often if you are idle. Old man, I don't have any other skills, but I do have the ability to protect the granddaughter-in-law. ”

Mo Jing smiled deeply: "Okay. ”

Seasonal Warm happened to be back at this time. As soon as he entered the guest banquet hall door, he saw Mo Jing sitting next to Grandpa Mo, and his face was also difficult to score and patient.

Her heart trembled slightly.

The deep, tall body of Ink View leaned lazily on the back of the chair adjacent to Grandpa Ink. The lights in the guest banquet were reflected through the ancient scented lights surrounding him. The man's face was half-lighted. The cold and expensive seemed to be the clear grass trees in hazy skies, but the sun seemed to pass through, and the light and warmth of a few plain people were quenched.

Seasonal warmth accidentally sees into God.

All present are elites from the upper echelons of society and big personalities from all walks of life. All are uniquely identical and the presence of everyone cannot be ignored.

But even on such occasions, Mo Jingdeep is still the most striking one, whether it's cultivation or his every move, none of which is the brightest focus.

“Girl Season is back.” When Grandpa Mo saw her, he raised his hand and told her: “What are you doing standing there? Come and sit next to Grandpa. ”

Ji Wen walked over and was supposed to go to Grandpa Mo's other side, but the ghost sent the devil to Mo Jingdeep's side to sit with him.

Of course, she didn't mean to show her love, but she was instinctive. She didn't listen to her footsteps and came directly to him.

Master Mo looked at all this in his eyes. He was in a better mood to laugh. When a broad wife next to him came to talk to Ji Wen casually, he whispered to Mo Jing deeply: “Is it true that you said you were getting pregnant? ”

Mojing smiled low and deep: “What do you think? ”

“Well, what do you mean, I think? I see that Ji Jia's maid is sincere to you now. Since the couple is in harmony, we should hurry now to raise her body and give birth to the child sooner rather than later. In this way, the old man is busy trying to trick the child all day, so he doesn't have the kung fu to fuck other hearts. ”

Seasonal warmth heard Grandpa Mo's words, his eyes turned to the past, but he first looked at the deep side of him.

She was still a little embarrassed by the topic of pregnancy preparation. At the moment she crashed into Ink's deep eyes, she glanced at his eyes as if they were deep sea and long, and felt like he was... really going to just say yes to the old man...

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Guests gradually dispersed and the time was too early. Mo Jingshen was the eldest grandson of Mo's family. Inevitably, he drank more or more sake. He was going to drive home to do so. He was left by Mo's grandfather to spend the night at Mo's old house.

After the wedding, Ji Wen hasn't lived in Mo's house, and only today did she know that Mo Jingdeep has rarely come back for so many years, but here, his room is cleaned every day.

Although the old Mojia house is called an old house, most of the buildings in the courtyard are not old. It is true that the simple front hall building on the front three floors is some years old, but the old man is old and has not been rebuilt.

The villas and attic behind are beautiful, situated beneath the mountains, and I hear there is also a spring eye found decades ago beneath the building that depends most on the bottom of the mountain, but rarely let outsiders soak in the hot springs, which only the Inks are eligible for.

The fresh air beneath the green mountains makes it even more unique to have the serenity and wellbeing rarely enjoyed in the city centre.

The entire third floor of the over-the-floor villa in the middle of the compound belongs only to the depth of the ink.

The master bedroom inside is Mo Jingdeep's room, although Mo Jingdeep doesn't come back much, but nothing else here dares to intervene, and no one can break into his place at will.