Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

After hearing the eight words of Seasonal Warm, Mo Jingdeep walked over to her and glanced at the other dining box next to her.

Seasonal Warm pointed at the chopsticks: “I asked Shenmu to bring another copy just now. I'm going to eat it when you get back from the meeting. I didn't expect you to have such a short meeting time today, just eat it while it's hot, but be careful, it's still hot. ”

Mojing looked deeply at sitting on the sofa, eating a simple staff meal but satisfied with the warmth of the season.

“So delicious?” He asked with a low smile.

Seasonal Warm nodded seriously: “Well, no wonder a lot of people squeezed their heads into Mo's to work. Even the standard of employee meals is so great, it can be seen that other treatment is definitely beyond the reach of other companies! ”

She looked up at him as she ate.

The man, dressed in a black suit, faded away last night's scraps and stood in a bright office looking extraordinarily eye-catching.

Mo Jing deeply picked up the dining box, sat next to her, looked at her, smiled, nothing said, sat here to eat with her.

The door to the office is closed, otherwise anyone who sees the scene will be shocked to the chin.

Instead of talking about the hundreds of millions of dollars worth of items in the afternoon, BOSS, president of Mercer Group, sat lazily on the sofa in the office, accompanied Mrs. Mercer to eat employee meals, and from time to time clipped her favorite little stir-fried meat to her, saying: “If you like, let Shen Moo send you another one. ”

“No, that's enough. I'm really going to get fat if I eat like this. ”

“Fat wants you, too, for nothing. ”

“No, I can't. I'm full now. My stomach is about to burst...”

“No potatoes? ”

“... well, I'll take a few more bites. ”

“Do you want vegan tofu? ”

“ …… ”

After the meal, the secretary's office called inside and said that the head of the cooperative company was coming to see President Mo.

In order to avoid disturbing his normal work, Seasonal Warm stood up and pushed the door in the rest room.

Just walking further inside, I heard Mo Jingdeep outside saying: “You had a rain shower last night, take a hot bath and get some sleep. I'll go in and call you when I'm done. ”

Seasonal warmth raised her hand backwards and scored an OK gesture, going straight into the lounge.

The rest room in his office, she had been here before, or when she came running back to make him go back to the Imperial Garden.

After such a long time, Seasonal Warm only came to see him here today in his lounge, in the same minimalist style as Orlando International, in a cold tone.

The style of decoration in the Imperial Garden was meddled with by Grandpa Mo, while Orlando International and this lounge revealed a strong style that belonged to Mo Jing Deep.

Simple, understated, thin.

But because it was a place where Mo Jingdeep used to live often, the cooler hues gave the season a warm feeling, some sweetness and warmth.

Seasonal warmth because it was raining last night, in the hotel bathroom just flushed water, didn't take a good bath, now it's itchy on my body and head, it's not good to just lie in bed and go to sleep, just open the wardrobe to get a shirt with a deep ink view for the laundry, then go to the bathroom.

As a result, the door opened for a moment, marveling at the personal wardrobe that was supposed to be deep in ink, half the space was actually women's clothes.

Thin, thick, long, short, inside and out, women's clothes!

Seasonal warmth took out one in alarm and found that it was the size she could wear, and then flipped the other, all the size she could wear.

She found a thin dress suitable for sleeping and held it in her arms, knowing that Mo Jingshen was busy in the office, so she couldn't go out and ask him, so she simply picked up her phone and texted him.

[When did you prepare so many clothes for me in the closet? Just opened the closet and scared me.]

She waited about a minute after sending it, saw that he had not responded and was probably busy, so she simply went straight into the bathroom.

After taking a bath and blowing her hair dry, she walked out in the clothes she had prepared for her in the dark, spraying the warmth of the season with a scent of shower gel and pouring it directly onto the queen bed in the lounge.

I picked up my phone and saw the reply that Mo Jingdeep sent to her a few minutes ago.

[You wore my shirt that time, the next day.]

Seasonal warmth looks at the screen of the phone with surprise.

Make sure he's talking about the next day.

The next day?

So fast?

Obviously he wasn't planning to move back to the master bedroom, even though the relationship was a little more harmonious, but he wasn't too intimate yet, so he was ready to live in her lounge one day?

How dark is this man?

Seasonal Warm wanted to say it again, but given that he was working hours and that he was clearly busy in the afternoon, put up with it or put his phone down.

Turned over and lay on the bed, his eyes turned to the wardrobe from time to time, his hands folded in front of his chest, and he moved his fingers casually, but his mind seemed to fly into the cloud, there was a feeling of untruthfulness.

She picked up the phone by the pillow and looked at the fifteen words he had just replied with two punctuation marks.

After staring for a long time, he suddenly smiled, dropped his phone and buried his face in the pillow and laughed.

What to do, Mo Da BOSS is now really getting harder and harder to contain, a few clothes, a text message can make her uncomfortable.

Seasonal warmth turned over again, thinking that she might not be able to sleep like this, but after all, last night was so excited, the mental state was a little unbearable, simply close your eyes and start counting sheep, forcing yourself to sleep.

One sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four sheep...

... 98 ink depths, 99 ink depths, 100 ink depths, 101 ink depths...

Seasonal warmth suddenly grabbed the pillow and pressed it against his head.

Shit, I can't sleep!

The man outside is still focused on her work. She is now so distracted that she can't fall asleep...

……

Some Mercer Group employee's office, there was a lot of discussion.

“I hear Assistant Shen sent two employee meals to the president's office today! Guess who's eating those two employee meals? ”

“It can't be Mrs. Moore, can it? I heard that Mrs. Mo was the famous Seasonist's young lady in Haicheng. From the peasant flavour of Koyama, she ate high-end food. Normally, she must have been a superior cook and servant, chef, or something. She would definitely not eat employee meals! ”

“That's not necessarily true. Our company's staff meals are clean and delicious. Even when President Mo is particularly busy, he occasionally eats them. Mrs. Mo is also a human being. It's not surprising that she eats staff meals in the office with Mr. Mo...”

“Impossible, she definitely won't eat...”

“Want to make a bet...”

Suddenly, Shen Moo stood in front of the office door, coughed, cleared his voice again, and said seriously: “What are you talking about? You've done all the work? It's too much time, isn't it? ”

In an instant, several staff members became bird-scattered and quickly flashed --

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