Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

I didn't expect Seasonal Warm to dare to talk like that. Su's face was already cloudy for a moment.

In favor of the Su family, Mozambique was also involved in this, and now there is no rush to speak out.

Su Zhi Lan was probably extremely angry but calm. His emotions did not clearly reveal themselves, but his eyes were still staring at the warmth of the season.

“Ladies and gentlemen.” Seeing Su Zhi Lanna restraining her indomitable gaze, Ink Jing stood up with Ji warm's hand.

His face is as pale as water. He maintains a constant convergence and modesty on some occasions, but his eyes are cold and icy: “Sorry, warmth is pregnant now, not suitable for such occasions, it affects the mood. I will take her back to the room first. If Su Lao and Miss Su are sincerely staying here for New Year's Eve together, the Mo family would very much welcome you to stay for New Year's Eve dinner, but if you two are somewhere else, you will not be able to walk away. ”

Go ahead, turn around and go upstairs with the season warm.

His steps were not fast, but he did not return, without any hesitation or condoms.

Seasonal Warm didn't say anything. Even if he dragged him, he walked with him. In contrast to Su Zhilan's suggestion to show her around the Mo family, of course, she would be more than happy to take her upstairs to see for herself by Mojing.

And the atmosphere in this living room, it's not very good right now, and she's too lazy to get involved.

And Mo Jing was more apathetic than her attitude. The man was completely unconventional, and even clearly ignored the Su family, even with the face of Mushao and Wanzhu.

Especially Su Zhi Lan.

Su Zhi Blue's face didn't see much emotion, but his eyes accumulated countless shades.

Banju and Mozambique also did not reflect for a moment and a half.

What did Mo Jing say?

Is Seasonal Warm pregnant?!

“Depth of view?” Banjuso sat up from the couch and was just about to go over to the stairs to ask, and the two of them had already gone up the stairs and never looked back.

Wanzhu turned his eyes to Mozambique, and Mozambique frowned, and his expression was not very satisfied. Originally, Su Lao came here today with obvious purpose. He wanted Mo Jingshen to solve the matter himself, and now he walked away and left this mess to him.

But the seasonal warmth of pregnancy was quite unexpected.

When Su Lao heard that Seasonal Warm was pregnant, his face was hard to see. He was about to get up and take Su Zhi Lan back, but his hands were pressed hard by Su Zhi Lan.

“Grandpa, it's okay.” Su Zhi Lan lowered his eyes and said softly: “Miss Ji is now Jing Shen's wife. His wife should take care of her heart. Our attitude is also a little too drastic. Jing Shen really... doesn't owe me anything...”

When I heard that, Mozambique only said: "Yeah, this kind of thing also adds to the worries. This family can't do it. Our friendship in the mall for many years will never change. Old Su, you can also look away. Now that the season is warm and pregnant, it's even worse for me to be a father. ”

Wanzhu laughed: "Today is the Spring Festival in China. Since we are having reunion meals together, let go of these old things with qi. There are a lot of men who are better than the depth of the scenery in pursuit of her. Our son is looking at some of them. In fact, he is very weak and not necessarily happy together. ”

……

Seasonal Warm is being held by some indiscriminate president of Mo Da, who visited the second floor of the Mo family in Los Angeles and pushed out the window of the terrace at the end of the corridor to see some of the Roman statues behind Su Zhilan just mentioned.

It's really very old, and at first glance, it's worth it. Any of these Roman statues from the 1980s are enough to buy her a studio. It's really not something that ordinary people can afford.

Some of the pavilion water sheets behind this are covered in ice and snow, but several quiet trails have been cleaned up, with the European buildings and attic neatly arranged behind.

“Want to live here tonight?” Mojing's deep bone knuckles crossed between her hair and touched her head.

“Yes, it's the same everywhere, it's this big anyway, and I think your mother likes me a lot, and there's no pressure to live here.” Seasonwarm suddenly leaned against the terrace and looked up at the tall and upright man: “No wonder Grandpa used your mother's affairs to sarcasm Dad. It turns out that your parents' personality is not at all on the same level...”

Mo Jing smiled deeply: "Then stay one night and leave tomorrow, hmm? ”

“Okay.”

……

Soon after dark, when Seasonal Warm went downstairs with Mo Jing Deep, Su Lao and Su Zhi Lan were not gone.

Old Su had just opened a bottle of good wine with Moshao. Su Zhilan helped them pour the wine. In the afternoon, the sword-drawn crossbow atmosphere seemed to have disappeared.

As soon as he saw the season warm downstairs, Wan Zhu greeted him and asked him with a warm face: “Daughter, are you really pregnant? ”

The season warmed to the bottom: “Less than two months later, the doctor said the fetus wasn't very stable, I didn't dare say this so early. ”

“It doesn't matter if the tire is unstable. I was also unstable when I was pregnant with the depth of the scenery. It would be nice to lie down more and rest more.” Wan Zhudong smiled and looked at the ink depths that were faintly stirring his eyebrows: “No wonder you're taking Season Warm back to your room to rest. You're much more reliable than your father. You know that you hurt your wife. When I was pregnant with you, I had a stomachache on both sides for three days. Your father sent me to the hospital with nothing but a calm face. I don't care about anything else. Even a cold cry came straight to warmth, it's not sweet at all. ”

Sitting on the couch, I just touched a glass with Su Lao, while drinking a sip of wine in Mosho: “…”

When Wanzhu pulled the season warm to sit down again, he stood next to the season warm and whispered: “Miss Su and Old Su are not going back tonight, they will stay here for one night. Su Jia and Mo Jia are kind of sociable. In the afternoon, some of them hurt Old Su's face too much. Let him have a few drinks with Jingshen's father tonight. If you don't like to face them, go back to the room early after dinner and Jingshen. Don't worry about being rude, I understand. ”

With such a reasonable grandmother, if she doesn't like to have New Year's Eve dinner face to face with Su Zhi Lan, she can still smile and bear it.

“It's okay, there's nothing you don't want to face, and it's not just a matter of politeness, it's the Lord who's a guest. I can tell, don't worry, I won't mind.” Seasonal warmth blinked at her.

Wan Zhu's hand patted on the warm shoulder of the season and blinked at the warm of the season as well.

Mo Jing looked deeply at the unsurprisingly tacit bridge between Ji Wen and his mother and picked out a few smiles on his lips.