Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Seeing Mo Jingdeep that obviously didn't want to eat, the season warmth passed closer to his mouth: “Just take a bite. ”

The man's childish behavior towards her tonight has been compromised. I don't know how many times, but this time he gave her face and ate half of her cookies.

“What do you say? Isn't it delicious? ”

“Fine. ”

Mo BOSS says it's okay, which means it's not bad, but it can be interpreted as delicious.

Mo Jingshen of course knew that she was proud of herself this time, and she was proud of herself. It was already late when the two walked out of the night market. The night market was long. Before the season warmed, although she took everyday clothes that could replace the dress, the shoes on her feet were still wearing the pair of high heels that accompanied the dress.

My feet were already sore when I ran out of the venue, and I walked this long into the night market, and now my feet are even less sore than my own.

“You just got off the plane and came straight to the venue, didn't you?” Seasonal warmth looks at the crowd and crowded cars coming and going at the end of the night market and it seems difficult to get a taxi here because there are too many taxis.

“No driving. ”

“So how do we get back?” The season warms up this man's taxi in the sea and there are almost no empty cars.

This is not T. It's just the venue in the city center that T. University has chosen for centennial school celebrations. From here to T. and the apartment, it's also a half hour taxi ride away, but there's no taxi.

“The square at the main entrance of the venue is not very crowded and taxis are more convenient than here. ”

“Front entrance square?” Seasonal warmth turned back to the direction of the venue, it was already far away, and when she went around the front door, she looked at the long streets and street lights far away and felt more painful under her feet.

Ink looked down deeply and said, "Does my foot hurt? ”

“Fortunately, these high heels with tuxedos are taller than the usual shoes and are not easy to walk in.” Seasonal warmth is casual.

The man smiled slightly, watching her obviously hurt so much that she didn't have the courage to continue walking so far, but still had the face to die. The thin lips covered with a light and thin smile: “What good is it to say that pain won't make fun of you? ”

“What else can we do if we don't? You can't stay on the street, and the apartment is in T City, not particularly far away. There's no need to stay in a hotel nearby. Besides, I don't have an ID card and the hotel can't get in.” Seasonwarm carried a few small bags in his hand, lifted his legs, and tried to relieve the pain in the soles of his feet: “And it's time to call your driver, even if he wants to come here, he's probably rested, let's take a taxi...”

Before she finished, she suddenly stopped, because the tall and pulled man had squatted down in front of her.

“Come on up. ”

Seasonal warmth looked at the crowd moving around, and at the distance from the main entrance square of the venue, and then at the man squatting in front of her, the corner of his mouth suddenly spreading a sweet smile, leaning directly on his back without saying a word.

Mojing carried her deeply, her long legs walked away, and her steps were not slow, steady and orderly.

Seasonwarm wrapped his hands around his neck and put his face behind his neck: "Have you ever carried anyone else before? ”

There was a laugh in a man's voice: "Of course not. ”

“Your fiancée in America, she never carried her back? ”

“No.”

Seasonal Warm wanted to ask one more question, but remembered that he had gone back to the United States to settle the matter, and there was really no need to mention this person now, even though she still didn't know who that American woman was.

Her face rubbed in his ear and she whispered, “Am I sinking? ”

He smiled. “How much do you think you weigh? ”

“I usually eat a lot of food. I almost thought I was pregnant and gained a few pounds. ”

She said she held him tight around his neck and looked down at the cheap white t-shirt in the bag in her hand, which she often wore when she couldn't even afford a hundred bucks of clothes in her past life.

She lowly asked, "You're so kind to me, you hardly let me go through any unusual pain and suffering, I'm almost spoiled by you as a glass princess, when you touch the ground, you break that kind of thing. ”

When it was quiet, the man smiled slightly: "The last thing you need to know about me is the pain and suffering of the world. ”

Seasonal warmth murmured: “Is this a privilege reserved for Mrs. Mo? ”

“This is yours, exclusive to the warm season. ”

Seasonal warmth lay on a man's shoulder with his mouth raised.

It's all hers?

The woman put her face on the man's face and whispered at his temperature, "So why me? ”

He's not talking.

“Ink depth. ”

“Hmm?”

At night, on the long street, two people had gone far away from the noise of the night market, but there were still cars passing quickly, quiet and noisy distance, as if they were separated by two people, the heavens and the earth, her world had only his warm back.

“You must have snuck up on me when I didn't know, right? Otherwise, how could you have promised to marry me so easily? How could you have always been so kind to me! ”

The tall man smiled, unanswered, and kept walking behind her back.

……

“Are you tired after all this time? ”

“Well, tired. ”

“… then let me go down myself, not far from the square. ”

Instead of putting her down, the man held her hands steadier and tighter: "Stay down, don't move. ”

“You said you were tired...”

“You haven't had time to talk all the way down, and I'm tired of talking to you. ”

“ …… ”

I can't believe she talks too much.

……

The two of them came home and changed shoes during the warmth of the season, which made their feet feel much easier.

Mojing took a deep bath and then lowered her head and kissed her face: “Warm. ”

“Hmm?”

“I fly back to Haicheng in the morning and fly abroad the day after tomorrow.” After a few seconds, he added a few words: “You'll be back soon. You finish the class next week, and I'll come back and pick you up directly in T City. ”

Seasonal warmth nodded and half-heartedly hesitated.

I feel that most of Mo Jingshen's recent busy business is not in China, and I haven't heard from Nanheng in a long time. Feng Ling's mouth has always been very strict. I don't know what Mo Jingshen is really busy with.

“I'm not relieved that you're going back to Haicheng alone. Stay in the apartment for a few days and wait for me to come back next week. Let Feng Ling pack your things and I'll pick you up, hmm? ”

Seasonal warmth didn't ask much: "Okay. ”

“Be good and let Feng Ling follow you. I haven't been in the country for a few days, so don't make me worry.” A man with long, bone-like fingers plays with her hair, low and heavy: “Don't touch the people in the bedroom while I'm gone, don't worry about the unrelated people, rest assured I'll be back. ”