Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Though the kiss marks were less serious, Seasonal Warm Night persisted in not allowing Ink Deep to eat her neck again.

The opposite of this man, the more she resisted his kiss, the harder she finally bullied her in bed until she could only beg for forgiveness before continuing to wreak havoc on her neck, but her lower body only increased.

……

In the second half of the night, the man next to the confused discovery of Seasonal Warm Sleeping was not there, and when he woke up he was in the living room, as if he had just picked up the phone and saw Seasonal Warm waking up, he put his phone down and threw it on the couch.

“Why are you awake? ”

“Do you still have a lot of work in Haicheng? Actually, I don't have to stay in T City to stay with me. I can go straight back to Haicheng in a month. Will you stay here with me too long? ”

“I haven't been idle in T City lately, and the working model of the subsidiary is no different from that of Haicheng, it's just that the working environment is different.” Mo Jing takes a deep look at her: “There are not many days, rarely enough time to spend with you, isn't that good?

Have plenty of time with her, which means have plenty of time to sleep with her and look at her.

“I think it's still important to work now, and when I get back to Haicheng, there's no other place to go, and there's always time for each other.” Seasonal warmth feels that if he continues to sleep with him every day, he really doesn't have much energy to focus on learning. Although the previous month and a half score test is the first place, she is really afraid that if this continues, the next month and a half test score will drop in a straight line.

After all, as long as this man was around her, she couldn't focus on anything else, and his whole mind was stretched out.

“We are husband and wife, we cannot afford to be alone, and if you are worried about being affected by me, I will not go in later when you study in the study.” Mo Jing smiled deeply and didn't laugh. She obviously saw through her thoughts at first sight: “Promising to let you learn has been my biggest concession. Take the time to come with you. Do you still want to be separated from me? ”

Seasonal warmth stared at him with a sleepy eye, without a word.

“If you must distance yourself from me in order to learn safely...” A man has come and taken her back to her bedroom, held her back to bed, palms in her heart, the tone is deep: “That means you can't control your heart, you can't calm down when you see me, can you still blame me me? ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

Did she wake up all of a sudden in the middle of the night, so her head was still a little confused, and he actually said a few words to her?

Mo Jing looked deeply at her and tried to argue, but he seemed to think he made sense. He bowed down to her face with a dim eye and gave her a grumpy kiss: "Don't you want to go back to sleep? If you don't want to go to sleep, I don't mind continuing the fun you haven't had in the first half of the night until you're happy. ”

At the end of the kiss, there was an instant excess of wet fog in the warm eyes of the season and she tried to restrain herself from gasping. Rest, the legs can't help but merge together, lest his hands fall into the air.

This motion fell into the deep eye of Ink, as if he had sprinkled another fire under his already dark eyes.

“Intentionally?” He bit her in the lips with a low tongue.

“... I just found out you weren't here, and suddenly I woke up, and I'm still sleepy.” Seasonal warmth twisted her face and leaned directly in his arms. He did let her go only once tonight, but the strength was deep enough. By now, she had slept even after taking a bath, and still felt that her body was not sensitive in his arms.

Was it every time before too long to spare her once, but she didn't feel comfortable again for a while?

This is actually how sensitive a few sentences are...

Ink's dark eyes fell on her face, his dark inky eyes with a slightly depressed smile, patted her back again. Seeing that Seasonal Warm was really shrinking in his arms, he didn't force him to really continue, touched her head, indicating that she quickly and safely slept.

……

Two days later, Qi Wen received a call from Aunt Qin, a servant of the Qi family, who watched Qi Wen and Qi Dream grow up as a child.

“Miss, Ji Dong is going to send Miss Er abroad, even the school and flight tickets have been booked. Two days, she is not allowed to leave the house, and she has sent a bodyguard to stare at her dying at home. She has not eaten for two or three days. Ji Dong insists on sending her abroad to stay in Haicheng. No one is allowed to ask for help. You and Miss Er's emotions are best. During the season Dong Ping will also listen to your advice. Please ask for help...” Aunt Qin's voice came from the phone, some heartache and urgency.

Today, only Aunt Qin, if any, does not know how far the relationship between season warmth and seasonal dreams has reached.

Seeing the two children grow up in person, they are no longer as deeply affectionate as their sisters were when they were young. The tangle between them is not clear in three words or two. Perhaps it is not bad for Aunt Jin to keep this beautiful emotion in her heart.

"I'll call my dad to find out what's going on. By the way, Aunt Qin, I just wanted to ask you something. ”

“Yes, ma'am? ”

“More than 20 years ago, when my mother married the Seasons, you were already working at the Seasons, weren't you? ”

“Yeah.”

“Did my mother have frequent dealings with anyone before she got married to the Seasons? Like, what man, or someone close to him?” If they weren't watching their aunt grow up, Seasonal Warm wouldn't have asked so directly.

“This...” Aunt Qin's side was quiet for half a day. Seasonal warmth sensed that she seemed surprised by this question. She only answered a few moments later: “Miss, I don't know about this, nor have I heard of it. When Madame first married Seasonal family, I also came to Seasonal house, and many things were not clear...”

“Got it, thanks Aunt Jin.” Ji Wen heard her tone stop and hung up without asking.

Opposite, you hear Seasonal Warm's voice on the phone just now and the ink fades: “Is your father going to send Seasonal Dreams abroad? ”

“Well, he doesn't want to see his sisters compete, and sending her abroad is a win-win way, on the one hand to keep my eyes open and on the other to avoid what I do to Seasonal Dreams. From a father's point of view, I can understand that, after all, if it really counts, dreams are his blood relatives, and he can do this, in fact, he already cares about my feelings. ”

“Who says you can't move if she's abroad? You can touch her any time you want.” The ink landscape is desolate and unexpected.

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(Sangen, An ~)