Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Ji Wen was also shocked. Tonight, Mo Jingshen had other things at the company. He couldn't get away. He gave her a unique chance, so he didn't come.

I didn't expect him to show up.

Clearly she had not been subjected to any grievances, but it was just a bit of a tongue-in-cheek dispute, but the situation was still very cold, and she subconsciously felt her scalp was tight.

Miss Han heard Mo Jing's deep voice, her face changed dramatically, and she dared not believe it. When she saw Mo Jing's deep voice, she just felt her legs were soft.

“Total ink, total ink...”

Everyone looked in that direction, men in black suits, revealing a white inner shirt, straight black suits, meticulous, handmade Italian leather shoes, stepped on the steps and walked from the crowd.

A handsome man appeared in this hall with a chilling breath, so that the people around him held their breath for a moment and took a step backwards. No one dared to come forward and say another word. The man had short hair and a bright, indifferent eyebrow, covered with a thin frost, and the perfect heartbreaking outline overflowed the cold and indifferent that no one dared to approach.

With a pair of deep eyes on the ink, the warmth of the season slowly lifts the lips.

These people, when they don't stop, have to make low-key people like him unhappy in such occasions, causing deep ink, and they don't want to lose themselves, even she doesn't want to see these people being abused afterwards. Even more so, I feel that my husband's ruthless temper is seen by women who have a cruel crush on him. I really want to hide this man.

Miss Han looked at the man from far and near, more than anyone else knew that Mo Jingdeep eyes never fell on others for a second, and the person he watched from the beginning to the end was seasonal warmth.

Thinking about this man for so long, he has never really won half of his favor, not even a glance at time.

Everyone looked at Mo Jingdeep and no one had dared speak since the moment he appeared.

Don't say whether it's business or politics. In this city, how many people depend on the Mo family, so even if these people don't sell the face of the Sheng family, they definitely won't dare to get half the guilt here in Mo Jingshen, otherwise there won't be any good fruits to eat...

However, I didn't expect that Seasonal Warm Ming had been so targeted, but it could still be maintained by Sheng Yi. I heard that the relationship between Sheng Yi and the Seasonal family was not shallow, and the distinction was clearly connected to Liang Zi.

But more importantly, Mo Jingshen will come.

Deep Mo Jing actually shows up! This is definitely an unexpected result.

I knew he would come, who dared to spit dirty water on Mrs Mo, and now everyone around me was reluctant to retreat to 800 lengths, lest it spill over.

Mo Jing walked straight to the warmth of the season, stopped and touched her hair, which she had rarely carefully handled today. She looked down at the evening dress on her and her voice was low: “Beautiful. ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

The surrounding people were simply glasses dropping. Although they had heard that Ink Landscape seemed particularly concerned about the warmth of the season, they never expected such an occasion. In this atmosphere, the first time he appeared, he praised his wife for her beauty.

Really, I didn't see anyone else at all.

Miss Han felt even more embarrassed beside her. In order to be able to talk to Mo Jingdeep, she was about to jump, but the man was so cold that he had not even seen her in his eyes, and even sent a secretary to calm her down. Even though she was going to jump on social news, the journalist went to interview him, he still did not respond, as if any woman who pursued him liked him did not have any presence in his eyes, let alone waste a minute and a second to give them.

But he was warm this season...

Even though Seasonal Warm didn't suffer any losses just now, after all, in front of so many people, his emotions are still a little tight, now because Mo Jingdeep is around, the whole person seems to have relaxed for a moment, standing beside him without talking, just smiling.

“Everywhere you go, someone wants to bully you. Are you too aggressive, or does everyone think Mrs. Moore can get on your head?” The ink scene's deep eyes are cool, and the tone of the tone is not much of a temperature, but biased towards a maintenance that is exclusively seasonal warmth.

The people around him did not dare to breathe out loud because of his words. Season warm smiled and was about to say that he had not been bullied. As a result, the man's arm directly held her in his arms, held her back, and let her lean in his arms. Then he touched her shoulder and looked down at her: “Isn't it cold? ”

Seasonal warm shaking head: “There is air conditioning in the ballroom, not cold. ”

Miss Lin next to Miss Han or something, look red.

The warmth of the season was just as arrogant as no one was afraid. When Mo Jing deepened, she turned her eyes like a soft, harmless little white rabbit, completely protected by a man in his arms. There was no such thing as that trek.

“President Mo, don't let her fool you. She was arrogant. Hasn't she always been so weak and pathetic when she was with you? She obviously hit me here and refused to apologize...” Miss Han opened her eyes red.

Mojing patted the warm head of the season and looked at Miss Han. She smiled. “Did you just let her undress in public? ”

Miss Han wanted to take the opportunity to smear the warmth of the season, but a pair of eyes with deep ink scenery suddenly burst into fear.

She withstood that fear and infarcted her neck and said: “I was dirty by her dress. At first, I just wanted to swap dresses with her. She refused to wear them, but instead bit me, taking a bite from the past... before... things between me and you were sarcastic to me...”

Miss Han softened her voice as she said, a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

Mojing looked at her indifferently, “Me and you? What happened? We know each other?”

Miss Han's face was instantly white, and everyone around her looked at her with all sorts of sympathy and contempt.

Not only is Miss Han embarrassed on her face now, but everyone here now dares not believe to look at the depth of the ink that keeps the season warm in her arms.

Ming Mo Jing Deep words sounded plain and nothing ups and downs, but the slight depiction seemed to be a sharp blade drilled out silently, Miss Han's blood stained.

Miss Han bit her lip dead. I didn't think I was going to give up my life for him. The jump was all over the city. As a result, Mo Jing was deeply involved, but she didn't even remember her name...

“President Mo, Mo, I...” Miss Han gave in and tried to win something for herself.

Mo Jing deeply ignored the look on her face as if she was hiding a grievance. She repeated faintly: “Did you make her undress in public? ”