Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

“Fine.” Mushao was angry: “I'd like to see what the warmth of the season has to do to make Mo's kids look at her like that! ”

“She doesn't need any skill, as long as she's warm.” Mojing responded apathetically.

Grandpa Mo followed the gang: “Just in time, old man, I want to see what Yan Yan is capable of, so that you can use this method to force your own son! ”

Grandpa Mo stared at the dark face of Mozambique at this moment: “The radish green vegetables love each other. You like the radish of Anshu, you have to press it into the deep green vegetable pit! Everyone is an independent individual, each has its own good, so long as the scenery likes it, as long as their little two bites of life and beauty are peaceful, you should not let anyone intervene between them! You're still Jingshen's father! ”

Mushao sneered: "Don't ever expect me to accept someone like Seasonal Warm who has no respect for his elders. ”

“If you take an attitude towards your daughter-in-law, Seasonal Warm will naturally show the respect you deserve for your elders.” Ink deep voice has no temperature: “This is the most basic balance and respect between people. ”

Master Mo nodded. “Yes, people are mutual, unilateral pricks. This is not a gesture of elders, but rather irrational! ”

Mushao had a dark face and suddenly glanced at the two bodyguards standing in front of the door without daring to move again. He wanted to curse the waste. He didn't even know when he broke into the room last season, but he was so angry that he didn't want to talk anymore, his face turned and left.

Mozambique, on the other hand, walked straight out of his sleeve, no one stopped him, and the floor was quiet.

Grandpa Mo looked at Mo Jingshen and said in a friendly tone: “Jingshen, are you okay last night? ”

“It's all right, you worry too much.” The ink scene is dark and pale with a smile.

The old man nodded his head: “Your father's stinking temper has been like this since he was a kid. Since this didn't work out last night, his old face is probably not going to hold up for a few days, as long as there is no misunderstanding between you and Seasonal Girl. ”

“Grandpa, don't worry, I'm awake.” Seasonal warmth blinked at the old man.

“Yo, now you're so proud, you locked yourself in the deep room yesterday, holding a pillow and squeezing your tears in the bed, that little look is gone?” The old man laughed at her.

Seasonal warm face was hot: “Grandpa, you made fun of me! ”

Grandpa Mo laughed. “No, I'm not laughing! Ha-ha-ha...”

The old man smiled and looked at Mo Jingdeep with red light: “Jingdeep, you daughter-in-law, you have to keep an eye on me, don't lose her, if you dare to forgive her, watch out old man I will break your leg! ”

Season Warm saw the old man lifting his cane and stood very instinctively in front of Mo Jingdeep.

Mojing laughed deeply, pulling the little woman whose subconscious mind was in front of him behind her, and the sound of Qingkou sounded like a blue stone: “I know. ”

Master Mo is satisfied with this. Humph, his eyes warm to the season: “How did you get in last night? ”

Seasonal warmth smiled at the old man's eyebrows: “Confidentiality. ”

“Little man, I sold it to your grandfather! Come on, you guys probably didn't sleep well last night. Hurry back and rest. Jing Shen's father's side. I have to find a way to stabilize him.” Master Mo stood with his crutches step by step and said: “Shao Zai has been in the United States for so many years. He is accustomed to his opponents' shouting and drinking. He has to listen to his arrangements. He has too much control. I think he is tired of sitting in this position...”

……

Season Warm returned to the room on the 30th floor, took out the bag she left here last night, and called someone to quietly return the innocent woman secretary in the room on the 33rd floor.

Drop your phone and raise your eyes to see Ink standing deep in front of her window in this room.

The floor window didn't open, and he stood there, looking through the floor window, looking out onto the balcony.

Season warm walked over, gently reaching out behind him to hold his waist, and put his face on his back, breathing the clear smell of morning grass on him, touching that he had turned to normal body temperature, smiling and rubbing his face hard on his back.

“I don't want to come to this hotel anymore, you didn't sleep very well last night, let's go somewhere else, you need to rest.” She stuck it behind him and said.

Reaching into his chest, he held his hand and his deep ink gaze still looked out at the balcony, below thirty floors, overlooking the infinity of the sea, the autumn wind blowing through the window, the trees shaking under the blowing floor.

He didn't speak, just held her hand gently in front of him, very gentle and warm.

The room was quiet for a long time. Seasonal warmth simply circled around behind him and put his head up in his arms: “I know it was my fault that I took such an adventure last night, I promise I will next time...”

“No next time.” Mojing finally opened her mouth, but her eyes were low, and the serious spectacle in her eyes fell into her eyes.

“Okay, no next time!” Seasonal warmth raised her hand and made a sworn expression: “I will never climb this tall again! I promise!”

Mo Jingdeep still looked at her with cold eyes. Seasonal warmth simply pulled his collar and let him bow his head. He kissed him twice in the chin and still smiled like: “I promise! Don't be angry! If I kept waiting at home last night, I was afraid it would last all night, and now it's good..."

Ink Jingdeep's hand squeezed on her face, touched the red mark on her face that had been rubbing out last night, warm fingers there gently caressed, eyebrows deeply calm, eyes so stared at her, like looking deep into her soul.

Seasonal warmth swept him away, but he remembered that the hotel was not suitable for a long stay and was about to leave his arms.

The man's arm suddenly tied her tight and stared her in the eye and kissed her straight down.

“Well, don't... dirty...” Seasonal Warm got kissed a little, so don't open his face: “I haven't had a good bath since yesterday, I didn't wash my face in the morning, I didn't brush my teeth, it must be dirty, don't kiss...”

Before the end of the speech, he suddenly broke his face back. The man held her half face and prevented her from dodging. The moment he kissed her again, he opened her teeth and kissed her straight in, giving her no room for dodging at all.

She looked at him with her eyes open.

The next moment, the man pressed her directly against the wall by the window. Season warm because he didn't brush his teeth in the morning. Now he can't even open his mouth. The whole person refuses to cooperate stiff, but his hands tend to bind her whole person in his arms as if to rub her into his body and fuse together.

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(Ergong ~ 4000 words ~ I will tell you when I add more, will there be more soon ~? Da ~)