Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Mo Jingsheng looked so cold, he held Seasonal Warm's hand and turned around. He didn't intend to stay for a moment.

Seasonal warmth was just pulled a few steps by him, and the sound of a cold drink came straight from Mosho: “Just come back and go? ”

Mozambique, for its part, did not expect that Mo Jingsheng could leave with a warm season without any reflection.

Ji Wen paused because of the voice of Mozambique. After all, the daughter-in-law of his own, no one is good in his eyes.

Mo Jing pulled her hand deeply and took her to her side, lifting her palm and sticking it on her back and forcibly walking her out of Mo's Jane European-style black door, from the cold lane: “Ignore it, go. ”

Go ahead, take your long legs and walk straight out with the warmth of the season.

Old Su heard the movement at this time. He had also gotten up and walked out. He looked at the movement in front of the door. Although he was in an old state, his eyes were completely divine.

I will be here today, and the purpose is indeed to get deep in ink.

Before coming, I still wondered if Mo Jingshen would come back, but after all, today is the Spring Festival in China, and he is in Los Angeles. He can't go through the house three times in such a day, so I came to gamble.

But Mo Jingdeep's attitude explains everything.

At this moment, Su Zhi Lan stood there and looked at the two people who were walking almost as fast as possible.

It may have been easy at first, but since facing the ruthless and impenetrable depth of the ink in the hospital, seeing two people who can't even go back now suddenly feels that everything is not very real.

Seasonal warmth is dressed in white cashmere coat, black on the dark body of Ink scene as a couple, only from the back of the shadow, the man's long and pulled out the woman's body is perfectly fit, standing together is really a pair of matching perfect people, especially the seasonal warm curly fluffy long hair dropped from the shoulder, scattered behind the back, the tail of the hair covered under the man's palm by the action when the man affixed to her back, standing so intimate motion of stabbing people's eyes.

Su Zhi Blue was reluctant and sinking to go to the bottom of his eyes. Looking up at the warmth of the season, he seemed to hesitate to take a step, but was firmly pulled away by the man.

“Depth of view!” Mosho was angry at their backs: "Are you trying to plug us into the New Year's Eve? What are you leaving for when you come back? Get over here now! ”

Mushao's voice just dropped, and a female voice sounded: “Is the depth of the scenery back? Where is it? Did he bring my daughter-in-law? ”

Mo Jingdeep because of this sound, the pace only slightly slowed, the season warm consciousness turned eyes and saw a middle-aged woman looking out the door eagerly.

Seawarm had some impression of her, because when she married Mo Jingshen, Mo Shao didn't go to the wedding at all, but Mo Jingshen's mother flew back from the United States to Haicheng to attend their wedding.

Though we only met once at the time, Seasonal Warm also recognized, this is Mo Jingshen's mother, Ms. Wanzhu.

Wanzhu immediately saw their shadows and turned his gaze at the warmth of the previous season. Then he smiled and waved at the warmth of the season: “Daughter, what are you going to do? Come back, we've got a lot of good food waiting for you! ”

On the day of the marriage, Ms. Wanzhu held Ji Wen's daughter-in-law's daughter-in-law's daughter-in-law's daughter-in-law's daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law briefly called her. At that time, she was still very resistant to the season's warmth. She pulled her hand out directly. She did not care to leave a face, and turned around and went into the backstage of the bride's makeup.

When she thought of this, she felt guilty. She turned directly and decisively, then pulled Mo Jingdeep's arm and walked back with him. After returning to the courtyard of the estate, Ji Wen curled her eyes and said: “Jingdeep said it was too hasty, this New Year's Eve didn't bring back any gifts. She was going to take me with her to buy gifts. We didn't say we were leaving! ”

Mo Jingshen's deep eyebrows lifted, and one of the little women looked into her eyes and asked to help her explain.

In case Zhu greeted him with a smile, he held Seasonal Warm's hand in front of him: “Oops, hands are so cold, this is going back to his house, not where to sit, what other gifts do you buy? Besides, Shenzhen, if you want to buy something, go yourself. In this cold weather, let Seasonal Warm rush into the house to warm up! ”

As he said, he pulled the season warm straight inside.

The attitude of the mother-in-law and the princess is so obvious.

Mushao still looked ugly standing in front of the door, and Mo Jingsheng nodded slightly at Su Lao when he saw that Seasonal Warm had been honestly dragged into the door.

Old Su smiled softly: “Looks like the depth of the scenery doesn't really welcome us. ”

Mo Jing's deep cold and faint eyes swept over Old Su. “Old Su worried too much. After all, the visitor is a guest. How can there be any reason not to welcome him? ”

Su Zhilan stared at Mo Jingdeep's face at this time and smiled at him: “Jingdeep, I grew up with my grandfather since I was a kid. The Su family is too few. This year's New Year looks particularly cool. That's why I wanted to spend Spring Festival with Uncle Mo and Aunt Zhu. I didn't think you'd really come back. ”

Mo Jing nodded deeply and faintly: "Well, have a seat. ”

Go ahead, say nothing more, pick up the electronic car key and press, lock the car on the parking apron and walk inside.

Seasonal Warm has been dragged into the living room by Mo Jingshen's mother to sit down. The decoration style of the Mo family in the United States is different from that of the Mo family in Haicheng. Haicheng's preference is simple and spacious. Green water in Qingshan is suitable for health care. At first glance, the big and small affairs in the house are managed by Mo Jingshen's mother. In Mozambique, the middle-aged straight male cancer patient may not have even touched a vase in the family.

“I heard you were all at the hospital the other day. Is everything okay? Is Jing Shen hurt better?” Wanzhu called the servant to bring fruit and tea to pour water, and looked at the warmth of the season with a smile. He looked at his daughter-in-law's particularly fond expression.

Mushao gave it a long time to stay cold. Seasonal warmth was not very comfortable with Mo Jingshen's mother's enthusiasm. She was pulled onto the couch, without taking off her coat, and nodded her head. “It's okay, Dad visited the hospital the other day, he was resting so he didn't see it, but the deep body was always good, just some skin trauma, don't worry too much. ”

“Don't worry, don't worry, my son has been very carefree since I was a kid. When I heard he was hurt, I asked your father to come over and take a look. I was afraid that you were being too auspicious, so I didn't go to the hospital. I was more relieved to hear that you were discharged.” Wanzhu smiled and patted Seasonal Warm Hands: “I remember hearing your father say that you've read in Los Angeles before, you haven't been here in so many years, do you still feel familiar, is there anything wrong with it? ”