Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

“Okay.” Feng Ling glanced at her again and quit.

Seasonal Warm thought of the cakes she cut with one knife yesterday, and the way Ink Jingdeep handed her the cake, it was like being stung by a bee.

The mood is complicated, unspeakable and intertwined.

I can't wait to get to the airport right now and find Mo Jingshen right away.

But when he didn't even look at her again, it was more like being stung by hundreds of bees at the same time.

……

After Feng Ling sent Seasonal Warm to T University, Seasonal Warm has been considering whether to go back to Haicheng. In the afternoon, Mo Jing Deep should have landed in Haicheng. Her mood was even more urgent, and she was rarely distracted in class for a long time.

After the evening, a sudden storm ravaged the city of T. The airport was temporarily shut down after the evening, and all flights were delayed that evening.

Seasonal Warm had to give up her intention to return to Haicheng temporarily. Her heart wanted to calm her restless heart, and wait for Mojing to disappear before returning.

That night, when Ji Wen returned to her bedroom, she saw that Su Xueyi's bed was empty, and Ling Feifei put her suitcase on that empty bed. She was going to think of the bed as her spare bed.

“Seasonal warmth, where have you been for two days?” Lin Feifei sat beside the bed doing skin care and rubbing his face, glancing through the mirror at the warmth of the season in front of the door.

Seasonal warmth did not answer.

“Oops, did you cut the sea?” Ling Feifei asked again, turning his eyes and looking seriously at the warmth of the season.

Baiwei also looked at the warm side of the season: “It's pretty good. Seawarm, you are already a fairy level face value. Your skin is good. After cutting the sea, you look like a junior high school student. If you are not afraid to go out, you will be abducted? ”

Listening to this, Ling Feifei, who has been telling herself that her face value is no worse than that of Season Warm, was directly unhappy: “Season Warm is fine, is it too exaggerated to use fairies to exaggerate her? ”

Ignoring Ling Fifi's words, he was silent when he saw the season warm in the door. As if something was wrong with him, he simply forbade his voice and did not bother her her anymore.

“Hey, by the way, Seasonal Warm, you haven't been here for two days. I don't know if something happened to Su Xue?” Lin Feifei's mouth seemed idle and suddenly the subject was up again.

Seasonal warmth just looked at her, knowingly asked, "What's wrong with her? ”

“So, you didn't see anything in the bed?” Ling Feifei glanced at the bed where Su Xueyi slept before: “I don't know what happened. Yesterday T Dali suddenly came in a lot of policemen, no one saw what was going on, but that night Su Xueyi suddenly left, as if he had suspended school for a reason, he didn't even see a person anymore, people disappeared, Professor Lin didn't tell us why, and then things in the bedroom were withdrawn, as if we T Dali had never come in such a person. ”

Seasonal warmth. I just saw the empty bed next to my eyes.

“Didn't Su Xueyi have a good relationship with you? Do you know why she left?” Ling Feifei looked at Seasonal Warm like a complete gossip and could not help but interrogate some trail news.

“You knew the season was warm for two days, and you asked so many questions? How could she possibly know? She and Su Xueyi haven't known each other long.” White is not cold or hot, "he said.

Ling Fifi “snorted” and was disgusted that she was always talking. The three people in this bedroom were not in one world at all.

I don't know if Su Xueyi's bed will be empty after she leaves, but I hope she doesn't have anybody else to put her things away.

……

8: 00 p.m.

Ling Feifei was just about to put everything else in that bed, and Feng Ling appeared in front of the bedroom door.

The three women looked at the short-haired woman who suddenly appeared in the bedroom. Seasonal warmth was also quite surprising. Feng Ling did not look like her. Now she simply lived directly in her bedroom.

Are you sure you want to stay here for 24 hours?

Was it that night that scared Feng Ling away?

Baiwei heard that a new temporary shift attendant would come today, so it wasn't surprising, but it was still deterred by Feng Ling's atmosphere.

Ling Feifei didn't think he was blinking at the door, seeing Feng Ling wearing a black plain women's T-shirt, black jeans, black short leather boots, carrying only a black travel bag, it didn't look like some kind of world-class tutored gold, even though he didn't think otherwise, even the opposite bed was going to give way.

“Why is there another one?” Professor Lin taunted sarcastically: “Why would anyone take it? Forget the head of the little studio? Now it's even dark. Can the female gangsters of society follow Professor Lin in the management of the business? ”

“What student does Professor Lin like to accept need you to judge?” White frowned and said her mouth.

Lin Fifi turned a white eye in front of the door: “Anyway, our bedroom is full, and this bed can't be empty. You can go and live in another bedroom. ”

“Professor Lin must have arranged this. What are you doing here?” I can't get used to her.

“Why do you always choke on me when you talk? Didn't you see I had too much luggage?” Lynn Fifi is upset.

White smile: “I can't get used to it. ”

“I don't care if you can't get used to it. Anyway, this bed belongs to me. There are enough people in this bedroom. I have to tell the professor that no one can come in!” Len Fifi's attitude is to refuse to let the bed out.

Feng Ling glanced over there, still wondering if Seasonal Warm would not adapt to this kind of bedroom environment, and wondered if she and Feng Ling should simply go back to the apartment to live there.

As a result, Feng Ling walked in and put the black travel bag on Su Xueyi's bed. When Ling Feifei suddenly stood up and was about to ask her to take the bag away, she kicked the pink suitcase off the bed with one foot.

“What are you doing!” Ling Feifei shocked, unbelievably looking at all the clothes scattered out of his suitcase, screaming directly at his voice: “Do you dare kick my stuff? Can you afford to get my suitcase and clothes dirty? ”

“Can you afford to take up my bed and waste my time?” Feng Lingling replied coldly, then he sat directly beside the bed with a furious look, and didn't even look at her. He said coldly: "Feng Ling, 23 years old, has been a national martial arts champion for three consecutive years since 200X, Taekwondo Black Belt, Los Angeles Women's Single Fight Champion, US XI Base Short Range Shooting Coach, please give more instruction. ”

Her voice dropped and a strange silence suddenly appeared in the bedroom.

White and Ling Fei Fei looked at Feng Ling, his eyes were about to get straight, and Ling Fei couldn't say a word like swallowing a fly anymore.

Seasonal warmth lifted her lips quietly.