Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

The conversation continued, and Mo Jing sipped a cup of medium tea with a deep and faint sip, and his eyes had retrieved from the warm side of the season.

Meanwhile, Seasonal Warm turned his eyes towards the other side of the seating area and saw that there were still a few seats available. He was about to go, and suddenly an old man next to him invited Seasonal Warm to sit in the seating area on the other side with more seats available.

Seasonal warmth turned to look that way and saw the depth of ink sitting in the middle with the minister of an organ.

No wonder there are fewer people in that row, and Mo Jingdeep is there, even if many people want to get past it, they dare not get too close.

“Didn't you see Master Mo's Buddha there? I'll just have to sit down. Everyone is very unhappy and embarrassed to sit too close.” Seasonal warmth said.

“What's the embarrassment? When President Mo arrived just now, you almost fell, or did he help you? I don't know him. ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

I can't refuse to see it. Although there are hundreds of ways to refuse to sit in the past, under this occasion, she will have to hang out in Haicheng in the future, and nothing can be done entirely by her own personality.

When she sat there chatting with the other bosses, one of the ministers of the organ who was talking to Mo Jingdeep suddenly took a deep look at the warmth of the season and smiled at her: “President Ji was so handsome and handsome when he just played golf! ”

“Minister, you're falling for it. ”

“How many girls here can be as beautiful and talented as you?” A minister looks at her with a smile and starts with a polite introduction: “This is President Mo, you must recognize him. ”

Seasonal warmth turned to look at the depth of the ink from the sofa chair, and smiled at him: “How dare you not recognize General Mo's fame? ”

Ink's eyes were darker than stars outside the light years in the night sky.

Anyone who has dealt with Mo Jing deeply knows that Mo Jing deeply and unfamiliar people have always paid little attention, and strange women are also not given the look of a hot network, even if the other party is the business manager of a company.

A few people who had just invited the season warmer were worried about the season warmer, and such a new season was too young to get used to the deep cold treatment.

However, Mo Jing deeply glanced at her face, without any sense of neglect or extreme exclusion of women as before, but instead meant a deep laugh. Although that laugh was inconceivable, at least this season's warmth was the first woman in recent years not directly ignored by Mo Jing deeply.

One of them, who knew that the Mo family had been married to the Ji family, did not dare to talk, but saw the deliberate slurred tone of Season Warm and the smiling look of President Mo, couldn't help but say: “Season Sum Mo was afraid and not just knew so easily. ”

The voice just came down, and the others around looked rather surprised at the warmth of the season.

Mu Jingsheng was not affected by this sentence, but he still looked at the season warm. It was hard to guess that he was going to break their relationship with the point of pushing the boat like this. He was just going to do the same thing as the season warm. He was a stranger.

Seasonal warmth bent his lips without anxiety, playing with an empty cup of tea on the table, faintly said: “That's true, although it's rare to see a person in this capacity, after all, we all met in Haicheng. I think that our company's predecessor was just a studio. At that time, there were some intersections in Haicheng, but this intersection was not deep. I guess Mo was always so busy, I forgot such a small figure. ”

A minister suddenly smiled and summoned: “President Ji is so beautiful, a man will never forget it. Even if President Mo had any chance, he must still have some impression of President Ji, don't you think, President Mo? ”

Ink did not respond, but glanced at the warmth of the season.

Seasonal warmth always smiles calmly and completely meets the attitude of a big man, enough to “understand" and speak.

Until the laughter deepened on Ink's deep lips, the tone was like holding on to something, and the breathing rate slowed down as if it could easily control a person's lifeblood, slowly sighing: “General Ji. ”

It's just two very short words, he seems to play with these words in his mouth, it's like questioning something, more like acknowledging something, his light eyes and this incomprehensible tone make people pinch the real idea of ink, but from his mouth can hear the words season, it is estimated that the warmth of this season should be really special, otherwise with ink deep spleen, this should not even look at her.

Someone who almost missed his mouth in the back didn't know what was going on between the two of them for a while, but when I saw the warmth of the season and the depth of Mo Jing, I felt like I was still not talking too much, so I simply didn't say anything, so I quietly changed my seat to avoid burning myself.

Seasonal Warm lowered the empty cup in his hand and responded softly: "President Mo? ”

In this way, you call me by one sentence. Everyone around me can't touch their heads. Seasonal warmth has a smile on their face, but their eyes are shallow.

Three years of light and shadow flowing deep into Ink's landscape is more silent and frigid, leaving behind the warmth of the season, but everything seemed casual. After all, before returning to Haicheng, she thought that this place in Haicheng was not as peaceful as it was in London, but since she was planning to come back, there was no need to be afraid of her feet, like now, whether the past should be lifted or hidden, big water to cover up, no matter what, she would be safe.

Mo Jing looked deeply at her eyes that didn't matter to everything, even with a smirky glance. A moment later, she vomited as though she was generally like a condom and a distant tone. She obviously respected the path she chose, fading away: “Good play. ”

Seasonal warmth smiles with light, the sound as if other bosses saved a few points of amusement to him, but because of such amusement, it seems to pull further away: “President Xie Mo praises, I am not familiar with the way to play ball in front of you at this point in my life is not going to get on the table at all. ”

Mojing Deep Eyebrow didn't make a sound choice, next to it, someone wanted to invite Mojing Deep to play a few games.

Yet Mojing Deep always just sat there and didn't mean to get up.

“Go ahead, I haven't finished this pot of tea and haven't had much fun playing yet.” The ink scene is dark and dull, and her eyes have left from the warm side of the season, no longer looking at her.

Seasonal warmth is also a laughing rise: “I won't bother you with tea, I'll go sit on the other side first. ”