Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

I called Nan Heng and the season turned warm and saw that Feng Ling had risen from the lounge chair in the hallway and walked over.

“Been up all night?” Seasonal warmth.

Feng Ling didn't answer. He just looked into the ward door and said, "What do you think? Is Mr. Moore awake? ”

“Waking up, I think there's something I need to talk to Nan Heng alone. I just called Nan Heng and he'll be here in a minute.” Ji Wen said and looked at Feng Ling again: “You weren't at the hospital yesterday afternoon. What were you doing there? ”

Feng Ling glanced at him and said softly: “Deal with some private matters. ”

Season Warm glanced at her again. Even if she saw that Feng Ling was in trouble, she didn't ask any more questions. She just asked her to help buy some food back.

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Seasonal Warm took care of Mojing all night. She didn't sleep well, and her face was a flatulence she hadn't really noticed.

Feng Ling is now responsible for the seasonal warmth of the food and living. She also knows some of her life habits. When she sees the seasonal warmth back to the ward, she doesn't mean to sleep. She also sees that her face is not very good, so when she goes out to buy something to eat, she bought something else.

“Mrs. Moore, would you like to make a mask?” As Feng Ling pushed the door in, Seasonal Warm was lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed and sleeping.

But I couldn't sleep. Closed my eyes was yesterday when Su ZhiLan looked at Ink's deep eyes. This had to be how much I loved him to lose all my self-esteem and pride. I also had to find a way to retain even the slightest amount of fondness.

That extraordinarily obsessive look, to be honest, I don't really like Seasonal Warm.

When Feng Ling entered the door, he successfully opened his eyes and sat up on the bed. He saw Feng Ling holding a bag and putting several brands of masks in the bag onto her bed.

“What are you... buying this for?” Seasonal warmth is surprising, I can't imagine Fengling standing in front of a skincare counter.

“I see you don't look very good. I hear that women often make masks when their skin condition is bad. I haven't used this kind of thing. I don't know which brand is better. I just bought a few when I was shopping. ”

Season warm listened to her, picked up two of them at random, looked twice, and smoked the corner of her mouth.

At first glance, Feng Ling really has never used this type of skin care product, and has never used a facial mask.

Aside from whitening and moisturizing, even lifting and tightening and wrinkling, they're both in their early twenties, full of facial collagen, very young, how can you use these things?

“You haven't used it?” Seasonal warmth suddenly smiled and looked up at her.

Feng Ling glanced at her and instantly understood what she meant. She took a step backwards: “Mrs. Mo, I bought these for you alone. ”

“I don't need that much either.” Seasonal Warm picked up two of the simplest hydrating effects, waved to her: “Come here, don't hide so far, anyway, Nan Heng is in Ink King Deep Ward, neither of us can go in, here eyes glaring, etc., why not make a mask together, anyway, you buy both. ”

Seasonal Warm really doesn't need these things either, but at least she knows a little better than Feng Ling. When she saw Feng Ling's face, she smiled. "Are you sure you don't want to try it? After all these years in the rain in the base wind, your skin is a little rough, but you bought so much, try it with me. ”

“Forget it, I'm not going to use this thing, and... what am I going to do with such good skin...” Feng Ling continued to take a step back.

Seasonal warmth picks the eyebrows: “You really don't think of yourself as a woman? ”

Feng Ling hesitated. After looking at the things that were warm in the season, he asked again for half a day: “Don't I really look like a woman? ”

Season-warming single-handedly held his chin, sat on the hospital bed, and watched Feng Ling's recent heavy heart show a slightly skeptical look at this moment: “You used to have better hair when you grew a little bit, then who knows what kind of wind you smoked, and cut it so short, I see K's hair is longer than yours. ”

Feng Ling obviously doesn't have a good idea about the length and length of hair: “I'm not used to hair growth, it takes a little longer to feel comfortable. ”

“Do you feel like a woman when you look in the mirror at your short hair?” Seasonal warmth provokes eyebrows.

“I rarely look in the mirror. ”

“ …… ”

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In the end, Feng Ling did not pass the seasonal warmth. She was forced into the bathroom by the seasonal warmth. The two women washed their faces in the bathroom against the mirror, rubbed foam on their faces, and then opened the mask to put it on their faces.

At first, Feng Ling didn't even know how to stick it. Seasonal warmth taught her a little bit, and she didn't think that she could pick up the gun and piss off the women of the world on a piece of mask.

At last, after being torn apart by the seal, Seasonal Warm succeeded in putting a mask on her face completely.

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No one who passes outside this ward can imagine what two busy, idle women are doing.

K. came knocking on the door and Ji Wen answered. Feng Ling had just come out of the bathroom and had not realized that someone was coming in at this time. Therefore, when the door was pushed from the outside, Feng Ling's footsteps stopped.

K. really wanted to come to Feng Ling, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw two women with mask paper on their faces.

There were holes in the white mask, and the two women's eyes, almost the same size, stared at him simultaneously.

Seasonal warmth is fine, but when Feng Ling shocked Upper AK and his chin was about to fall off, his cold face was about to unmask what was on his face.

K. suddenly raised his phone and took a picture of Feng Ling.

Feng Linggang was going to unravel the mask and paused: “Why are you filming me? ”

“Mom, you can see Feng Ling mask all your life, I have to show this photo to the boss!” After he finished, K. directly forgot what he had just come for. At the moment before Feng Ling was about to go up and grab him, the door slipped open like oil on the soles of his feet.

“K! You delete the photo!” Feng Ling suddenly went after him.

Ji Wen looked silently at the two people who flashed out like the wind, without first saying that K. 's hands were the same as Feng Ling's. Feng Ling's ability to catch up with him was still an unknown number. After all, K. 's height and legs were long, but Feng Ling just wore a mask and went out. Is this meant to be seen by the whole hospital...

Feng Ling chased quickly, AK also fled quickly, as if she was afraid to chase him and then smashed his cell phone. In order to protect herself, she ran directly to the ward of Mo Jingdeep. She went outside the ward and saw Nan Heng happen to walk out at this time. Immediately, she stopped walking, hid behind him, and then turned her eyes to look at Feng Ling, who had already been chased by the wind and fire. Happy hey smile, a posture of no fear of death by the boss, extraordinary Xer.