Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Seasonal warmth did not answer, only looked at the man close to himself, as her face approached him, his cold brows slightly knotted, eyes full of warning.

Her hands pressed him dead, knowing that they could not be pressed, but also pressed him, and then she kept looking at his face, as if it had not been so close to him for too long, as if to carefully see whether he was ink depth.

Mo Jing looked deeply at her, her pale eyes were unpredictable and completely flawless. "Don't happen again tonight, Ji Jia's situation can no longer protect you. You are the only one who has lost money. ”

How could he still be afraid of her loss?

Seasonal warmth smiled again, suddenly loosened his shirt collar, did not go to tidy the messy dress on his body, did not go to tidy the hair entangled in the neck, just grinned and lifted his hand to twist the handle of the door, suddenly opened the bathroom door, raised his eyes and saw Qin Shiting who had not known how long he had been standing outside.

Qin Shiting's hand had not burned out a cigarette. He glanced at Seasonal Warm and came out. He picked an eyebrow.

Seasonal warmth ignored him with a flat eye and walked straight in front of him without saying a word.

The bar was still full of people, the season was warm and the men who had just coveted her were searching for other gorgeous targets on the dance floor, and suddenly one of her lonely people walked out and two of them followed her directly.

However, he was not close, suddenly stopped by two black bodyguards, watching the beautiful woman go out like this, the two faces were sorry and sad, but the two bodyguards in front of him seemed to be not easy to provoke, he really didn't dare to directly offend.

The two bodyguards then went to the door, annotating the direction of Seasonal Warm's departure, until Mo Jingdeep came out, and the bodyguard whispered: “Madam went into the hotel in front and hasn't been out for a while. ”

Mo Jingshen didn't speak, and when Qin Shiting walked out at will, he glanced lightly at him.

Qin Shiting had no expression on his face: “Don't look at me, I'm not my woman. I can't care whether she just stayed in the nearest hotel for one night or wanted to climb to the hotel's rooftop to commit suicide. After all, this hotel...” He looked up and still had no expression on his face: “It's quite high indeed. ”

“And...” Qin Shiting continued to have no expression: “Although this hotel is a five-star hotel, near a street in the bar, it is estimated that there are some messy people inside. Seasonal warmth just went in dressed like that, drank a little wine and swayed, in case someone dragged it into the room, no one will know...”

Mojing looked at him with a deep cold eye, not talking, and turned to the two bodyguards in front of the door.

The bodyguard hesitated to say: "Mr. Mo, we shouldn't be able to get into Mrs. Mo's room...”

……

Ji Wen is in this state, she doesn't want to go back to the royal garden, lest Chen sister-in-law see her in such a hurry, or simply call Grandpa Mo and call Grandpa.

I didn't want to go anywhere. After leaving the bar, I went straight to the hotel across the street, opened my room, took my key card to the elevator, and went all the way to the room like a ghost under the curiosity of everyone.

Didn't pay attention when the lights were on in the door, and the air conditioner was switched on. The clothes smelled like alcohol, and she frowned and went straight into the bathroom.

Walk into the bathroom, unscrew the shower, and in order to wake yourself up, take a cold bath.

It didn't wash for a few minutes, just to wake up, she just turned off the water and wrapped the bath towel around her body, and before her hair could dry, she heard the door open.

Is there a security problem at this hotel? Why would someone else open the door in her room?

Seasonal warmth protruded and suddenly caught sight of the man.

And yes, getting into her room smoothly at the hotel must be something that her husband, who is currently legal, is capable of doing.

Mo Jing saw the bath towel on her and the long hair still dripping, walking into the door, placing a bag of clothes in her hand and a midnight snack bought downstairs from the hotel on the nearest table to the door, and dropping the long white dress that had been thrown outside the bathroom by hand into the garbage can.

“I thought you'd send someone else over to see if I'd run up to the roof and kill myself or get down on the balcony or something.” The season warms back to the towel in the bathroom, wiping your hair and walking out, then leaning against the bathroom door, looking at the man quietly and coldly: “I didn't expect you to come in person. ”

Mo Jing glanced deeply at her and said, "You are not the kind of irrational person. If you have had enough, you should calm down. There is no need to do such wrong things to make people worry too much about you. ”

Seasonal warmth blinked his eyes, dissipating the mist in his eyes and looking at the man clearly.

“Deep in ink, am I strong in your eyes? Can you tolerate such a once-in-a-lifetime injury and blow? ”

“At least not cowardly. ”

Seasonal warmth lowered his eyes and his voice was faint, as if he had no emotions: “Is there anything else you want to say to me? ”

Mo Jingdeep didn't speak.

“Or you've waited too long for me to give up this moment and you've had nothing to say to me, have you? ”

The man's tone is still calm and he can't hear any emotions: "Yes. ”

Ji Wen smiled: “We agreed not to divorce, we agreed not to divorce, only to die goodbye, turns out I really made love to myself. ”

“It's a dead farewell to this day.” Mojing looked deeply into her warm, clear eyes and faded away: “You can pretend that the Mojing depth you loved had died in that car accident, and now this me, is no longer the Mojing depth you are familiar with. ”

Seasonal warm pupils suddenly shrunk and his eyes stared at him motionlessly, staring dead at his face, then slowly dyed red.

She was stiff for a long time, just one word at a time: “Mo Jingshen, you are a killer who can completely understand all my veins and easily control my seven inches and know how to make me completely desperate. ”

Ink stared deeply at the reddish corner of her eyes, which were imprinted with his figure, but gradually soaked with red.

The eyes of a man were as calm as tenderness, but the calm made them seem extraordinarily cold and cruel.

She looked at the man and just felt that all the pain in her heart that had accumulated for a long time was penetrating her heart like a giant arrow piercing her heart, a piece of dense numbness, fine and sharp, all the pain covered her senses, making her almost breathless.

She barely lifted her breath and suddenly rushed forward. Both hands grabbed his neck dead and looked up at the man's face, close by.