Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Sheng Yi smiled slowly and slowly: “President Mo. ”

His eyebrows were stained with mockery: “I thought the warm side of the season was still the female bodyguard. ”

In the talking room, he had loosened his hand, almost choking off the bones of the season's dreams, releasing the man in his arms without pity, and his hand dropped.

Ink's dark, pale eyes swept him away, then saw his face whitened because he had just been strangled, and even more so because of the current situation.

Ji Menlancer shrunk his shoulder and said some dissatisfaction: “Brother Sheng, I know I was reckless and didn't do what you planned... but what happened between me and Ji Wen really wasn't three words to make it clear, I wanted to borrow Dad's name to fool her first, I know you didn't expect her to come here... my plan didn't want to drag you into the water either... but..."

Sheng Yi looked at her in the cold: “At this time, what good is it to say that you will excuse me?” No ups and downs, no emotions.

From the beginning, it was cold, but with all her heart, there was absolutely no obsession with the warmth of the season. Medicine, or to bring seasonal warmth in such a simple way.

Seasonal dreams are really close to success, Sheng Yi is a very patient person, but Seasonal dreams can't wait.

Seasonal warmth slowly lengthened the tone: “So I was called to this place this evening, and besides this sister, who has been watching me ill, there are other plans for you? ”

In the face of the warm and cold questions of the season, it is easy to lift your eyelids and your eyes are pale and transparent.

If he didn't answer the season warmth, he was just a man with no expression, looking elegantly clean in the light.

On the night the season warmed up at Shine's dinner, Sunny had already taken the most direct picture with Ink, when the cold eyes closed in a way that was long overdue to not be too peaceful today.

“Is there another plot between you and me?” It's easy to ask back like a cold smile.

That look is confusing and annoying.

Seasonal dreams suddenly didn't want to be ignored. Suddenly, you flanked your body and looked proudly in the direction of Seasonal Warm: “You must have heard what I just said. Seasonal Warm, you are not the daughter of the Seasonal Family at all! Mom married Dad after she was pregnant with you! Even if the marriage between them is true, even if you have been wearing the hat of the Seasonal Sister for years, you are not the blood of our Seasonal Family at all! How proud you were, how ridiculous you are now! Season Warm, I don't care how much you stole from me in the Seasons, but what are you when Seasons and Mo marry? What are you qualified to stand here and pretend to be Mrs. Moore? Shouldn't you be the one who should be ashamed of himself now? ”

Seasonal Dream's eyes are a little red, but when these words are said, they are said with a very disdainful smile, with the kind of arrogance that goes deep into the bone marrow truly belongs to Seasonal Miss, with cold eyes staring at Seasonal Warm.

Instead of looking at Seasonal Dreams, Mo Jingsheng brought the unknown Seasonal Warm to his back, then turned to Sheng Yi Yi, tearing apart the corner of his lip tone very faintly: “Seasonal Hiroshi has hidden secrets for so many years, you easily discovered them when you were at Seasonal House. Today, this is not a secret, but can only be borrowed as a killer by Seasonal Dreams. Instead of being a season-warming bait, you've been planning to use it as a reason to lure Seasonal Dream? ”

Sheng Yi chuckled and laughed. “If it's not a secret, how can it be a bait? ”

Mojing took a deep look at him for a moment, then turned to the warmth of the season.

Seasonal warmth didn't say anything after hearing the dreams of the season.

Alternatively, whether she had spoken in the mouths of every celebrity in Haicheng about her being an illegitimate daughter, or whether she had grown up and gradually discovered that there was no resemblance between herself and any of the five officials of the Ji family, all of this was long overdue in her heart.

It's not particularly shocking right now, although it can't be digested for a while.

Mo Jingsheng was right. Seasonal dreams thought it was against her killer. That was really stupid.

If the seasonal warmth is still the seasonal warmth of previous generations that depends on the seasonal warmth, it may be temporarily unacceptable.

After all, this is a different time.

Regardless of the true truth, there is no dependence on the Ji family at all. Some are just gratitude to Ji Hongwen and uncut fatherhood.

Again, with the arrogant look of last season's dreams, the warm eyes of the season filled with shallow, calm and calm smiles: “Probably what you've always valued has never been deliberately gripped by me, so dreaming about what your self-righteous thoughts can do but give you some comfort inside yourself."

Seasonal dreams glanced at me and asked directly, “So you've never deliberately held on to your deep marriage? ”

Season Warm glanced at her and glanced at her clearly: “Exactly because the only thing I ever held tight to was this marriage, the only thing I ever fought for was the man you always wanted but couldn't get, which is why you hated me so much. Despite 20 years of sisterhood, it was more than just counting me in the dark. How many times did you even risk dying? ”

“You don't even know who your own father is, and who gave you the confidence to stand here and say...”

Seasonal Dream was about to choke back, but Mo Jing Deep had shaken Seasonal Warm's hand, no longer looking at anyone in the hallway, the long legs walked directly towards the compartment behind him.

The compartment door was opened and closed, and the seasonal warmth was forced into the door.

She lifted her eyes and saw the man's thin lips in a straight line, her mouth whispering: “Warm. ”

One of the moods in Seasonal Warm's heart that started swinging from just now was restless.

She said, her voice was cool and calm: "I have better resistance than you think, I don't mind, just some things that need digestion time. ”

Mo Jing stared deeply at her: “Don't listen to any nonsense about birth, find an opportunity to talk to your father, the truth will not be as simple as other people say. ”

Seasonal warmth nods.

He lifted his hand and touched her hair, gently and faintly: "You were just obsessed. Medicine, it's not a good time to talk to them too much right now. We'll talk about this later. ”

Seasonal warmth nodded again.

Not so vague, but at this time, she still listened to Ink Jing's arrangement. He took care of her emotions at all times, and just so happens she doesn't want to go with Ji Menglan again.

Although she didn't feel much anymore, she still felt a little weak, leaving him to hold herself but never letting her go out again.

When the ink landscape is deep before walking out of the compartment, when the outside person sees him come out, except for the cold deep eyes with dark light and no sound, everyone else is careful to measure the ink landscape.