Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

For the first time in so long, Seasonal Warm endured the urge to go out and take a look. It was hard to lock yourself up in the bedroom and not go out.

The next morning, she took a bath in the bathroom in the bedroom, and the marks on her face were really almost invisible, even less so with a little layer of foundation, only the gauze on her forehead was noticeable.

She intends to wait and find a barbershop nearby to cut the sea to cover it up. Anyway, she has good hair quality and her hair grows quickly. When the scar on her forehead gradually fades, the sea will grow back, which does not affect the beauty at all.

The living room is quiet, the season warms up and walks out, opening the bedroom door with a pair of eyes.

Mojing looked at her deeply and calmly.

He was sitting in the living room and seemed to have not slept for another night, and Ji Wen stood by the door to see him, and he had no intention of making a sound. If he hadn't come out and seen him at this time, he wouldn't even know when he was going to sit here.

Faced with the depth of the ink, the atmosphere for the first time was so condensed that she instinctively held her breath.

Feng Ling opened the door from outside at this time, obviously she had been notified by Mo Jingshen to warm her up to T today.

As soon as Feng Ling entered the door, he sensed the dark flow between them. He stood in front of the door for a moment. His subconscious mind was about to turn around and Mo Jingdeep screamed at her: “Send her to T University. ”

Feng Lington turned around and walked back. Seeing the warmth of the season, he had changed his clothes. Although he had a wound on his forehead, he looked in good shape, but the living room was now quiet and terrible.

Finally, Feng Ling opened his mouth: “Madam, Mr. Mo arranged a temporary shift for me at the T-Development Department of Commerce. From today on, I can also follow you in school. Rest assured, I will try to keep a low profile so that no one else can see that I am your bodyguard and will not affect your normal learning life. ”

“Temporary shift? So you're staying with me at T?” Seasonal warmth looked at Feng Ling.

Hearing that Seasonal Warm was still planning to live in school, he didn't want to come back to the apartment. Fengling consciously looked at the depth of the ink sitting on the sofa, but the man on the sofa was indifferent and silent, as if their conversation at this time had nothing to do with him.

“I'll follow you wherever you live.” Feng Ling replied.

Seasonal warmth stopped talking, and his eyes looked as if he had accidentally turned toward the couch.

She didn't understand the warmth of the previous season. People always said that Mo Jingshen was a noble creature that could freeze people to death by sitting there quietly and quietly. She always thought it was too much. She said that he was cold and expensive. She admitted, but that he could freeze people to death in an instant was too exaggerated. How could he be so terrible?

But now, Mo Jingdeep is just sitting there, without even saying a word, the season warmth feels deeply...

She really pissed him off last night.

The hypotheses, which all sounded very strange to him, seemed to inadvertently touch his inverse scales.

There is a feeling of pulling hairs on the tiger's head.

Isn't that what you said yesterday really too much?

She looked at him and tried to open her mouth, but heard Mo Jingshen's phone ring. He answered the phone and didn't look at her again.

Countless words are stuck in his throat. Season Warm really wants to say that she didn't mean it last night. What divorce and any questioning is her hypothesis. It's because she's been smoking her brain so she can't find anything on his carefully planned birthday. She wants to apologize, but she tried for half a day, watching him get up and answer the phone, she can't even send out a syllable.

After all, her anger yesterday was simply jealous and making a scene with him.

But Mo Jingdeep is real, really angry.

She had nothing more to do with the fact that he was always giving up on her, so she couldn't help herself with the consequences of being incapacitated...

“The company still has work to do, I have to go back to Haicheng today.” When Mo Jingdeep dropped the phone, he turned back and saw that Season Warm had not left yet. He looked down at the watch and said nothing: “Before 8 o'clock, let Feng Ling send you to T Big, you can also want to live in the bedroom. I will ask someone to pack your bags and send you to T Big Bedroom. If you really don't want to live in this apartment, it is already in your name, after all, you can rent or sell it. ”

“Are you leaving now?” The season was warm and patient, but it came out of nowhere.

Mojing looked at her deeply, and Seasonal Warm thought he could at least say something, but eventually the man didn't say anything, and took his coat and walked away with his long legs.

“Mrs. Mo, Professor Lin's class is almost over.” Feng Ling saw Ji Wen's face, who clearly wanted to go out and apologize but was still holding his breath, and said comfortably beside her: “Mr. Mo should just be on the company side, so he went straight back today. When he takes time out in the next few days, he will definitely come back to see you. ”

Seeing Seasonal Warm standing there did not reflect, Feng Ling said patiently: “Should we have breakfast first? ”

The season warmed up, turned around to the kitchen, took out the cake in the kitchen, and cut it out and said, “No, there's so much cake left, I'll just eat some and go to T's. ”

Feng Ling looked at the cake and said surprisingly: “Why are there only four left? ”

Seasonal warmth cut the cake and looked up at her: “Do you know how many cakes were here yesterday? ”

“I know, Saturday night I saw Mr. Mo come, I was surprised, then I found out that he arrived that morning, even flew from Haicheng at night, he specially wrapped a baking shop nearby, spent the whole day, handmade 21 different cakes from small to large and of different colors for you, yesterday I sent the cake and roses with the people of the baking shop...” Feng Lingmi stood there suddenly like a petrified figure, realizing that he seemed to say something that should not be said, even when the radio was turned off.

She flew in from Haicheng all night on Friday nights, took care of her all night after bringing her back from the bar on Saturday nights, and was angry with her all night on Sunday nights.

In other words, Mojing has been out of sight for three days.

Seasonal warmth did not speak, cut the cake with the reddest color, then gently picked up the pair of little dolls made of chocolate and placed them in a plate, carefully placed there not to eat.

Seeing the season warmth, he suddenly lowered his head and ate the cake. Feng Ling walked over: “Mrs. Mo, did you have a fight with Mr. Mo? ”

As a result, I just approached and saw the season warm with my head down and my eyes turned red while eating the cake.

Feng Ling was usually a very serious and indifferent person. When he saw the warmth of the season, which had hardly ever shed tears, his eyes actually turned red. It seemed like he was about to cry, but he was hard to bear. Feng Lington panicked.

Afraid that she would really cry out, Feng Ling handed her a piece of paper towel. Season Warm shook her head and avoided Feng Ling's handing over hand: “I'm fine. ”

“So I'm sending you to T. Big now? ”

Seasonal warmth shook my head: “Leave me alone for a moment. ”