Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

“Thank you?” Mo Jing looked at her deeply and indifferently. "Who are you talking to? ”

“With you.” Seasonal warmth first pinched the water bottle and didn't speak, then drank a sip of water and answered calmly and honestly.

He didn't say much, but when the season warm was about to walk out of the kitchen with mineral water in front of him, he suddenly grabbed her and pushed forward the woman who had cautiously avoided spilling it because of the water, forcing her directly to the wall opposite the refrigerator.

Seeing the man was pissed off by her words, Seasonal Warm was convinced that he wasn't really like this, he could always be indifferent to control her emotions and her anger. Turns out the man wasn't always so calm.

Turns out he is mortal, and he has his anger.

And she looked up at him, like, "What are you doing? Nan Heng and Feng Ling are both outside. ”

“Give them a hundred balls and don't dare come in.” Mo Jingdeep's voice is as cold as ever: “Repeat what you just said. Who are you saying thank you to? Seasonal Warm, who am I? ”

Seasonal warmth still looks the same, and the voice is flat: “It used to be my husband, then all of a sudden I haven't heard from him all month. Who knows who you are? ”

Mo Jing deeply frowned: “Your attitude before and after drinking is essentially the same, except for spitting, so you don't intend to explain anything to me about hiding from me? ”

“Why should I explain?” Seasonal warmth looked at him very plainly: “I shouldn't be so defensive about drinking or not drinking, but my heart? ”

She couldn't fully remember what she said the night after she was drunk, but a few words were still impressive.

Knowing how hard it was to wait for him to show up, knowing how hard the month was, she just couldn't put her face down now, even though some of the wrong ingredients did come from her.

But now she can't hang a smile on her face.

After a month of cold, she was in the ice cellar.

Ink Jing gradually accumulated a light smile in her deep eyes, looked at her face on the board, like a disobedient kitten, obviously very soft waiting for him to touch, but without having to make the touch-proof appearance of a hard bond, she lowered her head and put it on her lips: “Why? Still so unreasonable when you're awake? ”

Seasonal warmth wanted to avoid backwards, but the man had kissed her, but he just kissed her on the lip and moved away. As she lay her eyes on him, she pushed her hands on her shoulders away, holding them against the wall behind her, staring down at her.

“What are you still mad at? It's been a month, haven't you figured it out?” The man stood under the kitchen lights and the long shadow covered her, overshadowing most of the lights.

“How dare I? If I'm angry because you haven't answered your phone, for such an irrational reason, you're afraid you'll have to draw the line directly with me?” Seasonal warmth glanced at him coldly: “Don't stand in my way and let me out. ”

She's going to push him away.

As a result, her strength was always so futile on this man that she couldn't move him without pushing him a few times. Instead, she looked into her eyes and deepened.

She simply stopped looking at him and frowned and said: “Feng Ling is still hurt. I don't want to talk to you about anything right now...”

“Not answering the phone? Which is more than hanging up when you call me on purpose with your obstinate face?” Mo Jing stared deeply at her face, and lowered her voice: “I had just arrived in Haicheng that day, had contact with my subsidiary in advance, had an emergency meeting, and after leaving T, there was a company car to pick up directly, the phone was silenced aside, and when I saw the company parts before picking up the phone, I saw you two missed calls. ”

Seasonal warmth did not speak and his eyes were still poor.

“It's also interesting to say.” Man hands on her neck: “This whole month, you called for the first time and hung up just one sound, the second call was a month later, I didn't answer, you directly borrowed alcohol to quench your grief, carefully calculated, you did have a very handsome life, both happy and unhappy can be so blatant, even the reason for running to drink is so perfect and impeccable. ”

When you hear it, you know that it is deliberately ironic. Although the irony is not profound, it is also an inverse mockery.

Bias hit her hard again.

Seasonal warmth has nothing to say for a while. Nan Heng and Feng Ling are still outside. She really doesn't want to make any noise here, and they have been in the kitchen long enough, so it is necessary to go out first.

She was about to lift her hand to push him again, and the man didn't let go: “Any more grievances, just say it, don't hold it in your heart, just say it. ”

His eyes were too deep and intense to hide her from the wall.

Seasonal warmth looked at the depth of the ink so close at hand, tragically remembering that this month I couldn't touch him or touch his feelings, she cut her teeth and said: “Didn't I just say that? How dare I? When it comes to temper, I don't have your temper. When it comes to harshness, I don't have you hard enough. ”

As she said, she leaned further against the wall, even though the distance between her and him was only a few millimeters away, but she was still in his arms.

Mo Jing looked deeply at her, watched her consciously resist the action close to him, her eyes lightly, did not give her the opportunity to continue to pull far, she directly lowered her body, deprived her of her liberty in an absolutely oppressive position, closer to her lips, sighed: “If you want to calm down, I will let you calm down for a long month? Didn't you say you'd be separated from me for three months to have a so-called exotic relationship? ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

A month is not long.

But not seeing him for a month and not having heard from him was really long and long enough for her to doubt her life.

Seasonal warmth can't hold on, anyway, the words have been said about this, there is no need to repress it anymore, she suddenly said: “Even if what I said the other day may have touched your bottom line, you are not happy that I don't trust you, but you walked like this for a month, this month you leave me hanging like this, it's perfectly reassuring? ”

“I didn't leave you hanging. ”

“Then why haven't you heard from me for a month? ”

“Take the time to solve a past that shouldn't exist. ”

Solve it?

Past?

Although not particularly straightforward, the warmth of the season is probably understandable.

A month ago, when she questioned him about the so-called fiancée, he said he would take care of it.

So he went...

Seasonal warmth stared at him and his hand, which had been pinched on the water bottle, suddenly loosened up. Ink's eyes quickly grabbed the water bottle she almost hadn't grabbed and placed it in the cabinet, far from the arm beside her.