Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 88: Is it urgent to call you at this late hour?

Seasonal warmth was kissed almost hypoxic, so easily let go, breathed a few breaths of air, and lay still on his shoulder.

“No more?” Mo Jing deeply hung by her half kiss, looking down at the lazy little woman who didn't want to move any more.

Seasonal warmth lifted his eyes and his face sincerely discussed: “That's a deal, just once! ”

The man looked down at her and said, "Look at you. ”

“ …… ”

Why don't she just keep eating his chin and lifting her hand, chewing and kissing and untangling his shirt until her hand touches a fire. Hot and perfect chest, she couldn't help but sigh low for her wonderful hand and lift her face to kiss his lips.

……

There's no need for seasonal warm sheets. Too long, she made a harsh and "hard work" move, allowing Ink to hold her directly and intolerably, bypassing the sofa, kicking open the door of the bedroom and trapping her directly in bed with her.

Seasonal warmth's clothes had long been taken off, and the skirt was lifted directly inside. She only whimpered and was spyed into by the man's hand.

She bites her lips and refuses to make a sound, he bites into her earlobes, and the heat sprays shallow on her ears, kissing her back and forth in this position, her ears spinning from white powder, pink, shattered. Slowly overflowed from her mouth.

Season Warm buried his face on his shoulder and felt his men's movements.

She could only hold onto his semi-open clothes and hit herself with a bone-eating stimulus.

All of a sudden, the feeling of the white light coming face to face poured towards her. She stagnated, trembling uncontrollably, and the sound of her mouth was kissed by him.

Still in the tremor, he's already turned against her.

Seasonal warmth couldn't help but bite in his ear, his voice was soft and dull: “Disgusting...”

Ink took a deep breath and died on her.

“See if you can bite me later? Bite you!” Seasonal warmth said in his ear, more like a tooth bite twice in his ear.

Mo Jing smiled deeply and did not answer, but lowered in her ear: “Bite. ”

“ …… ”

Seasonal warm eyes, face still warm, legs have been easily separated.

“You…”

Men have broken in directly!

Too heavy, too deep.

The warmth of the season didn't slow down for a while until I heard him whisper to relax her.

She whimpered, stared darkly at him, her body trembled, she hasn't adapted well enough so many times, how could she relax.

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Who said it was over once?

It's only nine o'clock when I get home, and it's almost twelve o'clock in the morning! No matter how warm the season gets him, he never bites him down!

He took the after-season warmth and took a bath, wrapped it in a duvet and drowned in the bed to sleep.

The phone on the nightstand suddenly heard a vibrating sound. Seasonal warmth opened its eyes and looked twice at the nightstand. It was a private phone with deep ink.

How come there's still a phone call at this hour? What's the matter with the company or what?

Deep in the bathroom, Seasonal Warm sat up with a quilt, picked up his phone and saw it as a strange number, picked it up.

“Jing Shen probably won't be able to pick up the phone in a while, you can call back later.” After the warmth of the season, do not wait for the other party to speak and directly explain the situation.

The person at the end of the phone was quiet for a moment, and then sounded Secretary An's gentle, probationary voice: “Mrs. Mo? ”

An scripture?

Seasonal Warm's sleepiness suddenly dissipated, and she glanced at the number on the call, remembering her heart, and put her phone back in her ear: “Secretary An? Is it urgent to call you at this late hour? ”

“I'm sorry, Mrs. Moore, to disturb your rest. I know President Mo is having a video conference with the United States tonight at 1: 00, so I don't think he's resting yet at this time, so that's why he called.” Secretary An politely said: “His other phone should be out of battery, that's why I called this private number...”

The season was warm and quiet and silent.

The phone call to someone's husband in the middle of the night, and the purpose of her return to the country is so obvious, the call cannot have no purpose at all.

“I wanted to talk to President Mo about the evening videoconference, after all, about the collaboration with the Shine Group in the United States.” Secretary An's voice paused and said softly: “By the way, I was wondering if President Mo had left my lipstick on his car? ”

The warmth of the season gave me another glance: “Hmm? Lipstick, huh? I really didn't find your stuff in his car when I came back with him at night. ”

“Maybe it fell outside.” Secretary An said softly: “When I got off work tonight, I just drove out of the office. The car suddenly broke anchor on the side of the road. It was raining too much. It happened to be Mo's car passing by. I asked him to give me a lift. Before getting off, I temporarily put on some makeup with lipstick. When I came back, I found that lipstick was not in my bag. I thought it had fallen on Mo's car. ”

Ji Wen took the phone and laughed slowly: "He really doesn't have anything for you in his car. Think about it. Did he leave it somewhere else? It's just a lipstick. Which brand is it? Secretary An, if you like it, I can buy you another one tomorrow. ”

“No, I'm sorry to bother you so late. ”

“It's okay, it's really raining a lot today. It's time to cool down again recently. Secretary An should wear more at work tomorrow and bring an umbrella. ”

“Okay, thank you, Mrs. Moore. ”

“You're welcome.” The season glanced lightly at the direction outside the bedroom door, and she heard the noise of the bathroom door being opened. "The depth of the view has already taken a bath, don't you have a video conference to talk to him about? Do you want me to give him the phone? ”

“That would be too much trouble for Mrs. Mo.” Secretary An's voice is still filled with a slight smile.

Seasonal warmth got up and got out of bed, walked out of the bedroom, and saw Inkview Deep Fruit was really planning to go to the study.

“Honey, Secretary An's on the phone.” Seasonal warmth said softly, walking over, handing him the phone directly as Mo Jing returned to look at her.

Mo Jing just took a bath in the deep, still had just a few feet in his eyes. After taking a bath, his face was refreshed, but the smell of freshness was a few minutes of late-night laziness.

Seasonal Warm didn't look at him much, so he had to turn around and go back to his bedroom.

As a result, he just walked two steps aside, his waist was suddenly tight, the man's arm directly reached over and held her back. Season Warm looked back at him unhappily, Ink Jing deeply held her and didn't let go, while the other hand answered the phone.

“Send them a case of project cooperation, and I'll turn on the computer in 40 minutes.” Mo Jing said something with a low tone, then said something about the Shine Group's cooperation with no temperature. After a few brief words, he hung up and threw his phone on the sofa.