Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Men not only smell of tobacco, but also of alcohol, although not intense.

It seemed as if she didn't mind if she recognized him, the man was trapped in her body, and the same low, dull voice rang at close range: "What do you call me? ”

Seasonal warmth leaned back: “President Mo. ”

He put his nose against her forehead, his nose against her nose, and his lips almost pressed her lips again, but a slight distance away from the seasonal warmth.

He didn't come any closer and the lights in the hallway suddenly lit up at this moment.

Seasonal warmth was stabbed by this sudden light for a moment, slightly squinting his eyes, not well adapted to the light of this sudden call, but at the same time in this instant he saw the man in front of him.

Suit leather shoes with deep ink scenery, just the shirt neck open several buttons, still the daytime look of the cafe, but who can imagine that this Shine group, known as the Clear Heart Old Master Mo, actually came to his ex-wife's house in the middle of the night to kiss his ex-wife softly in the legs while the power went out.

The key is that the ex-wife was thrown away by him.

Seasonal warmth wanted to laugh, and she actually smiled at the man in front of her, faintly cold, without the slightest temperature, even though there was a little redness and burning on her lips, which looked extraordinarily tempting. Man captures, but still laughs remotely and indifferently, and his eyes are full of cynicism.

It's not the first time I've heard her call him President Mo.

At the convention center, in the resort area, she calls each and every one of them natural and as if they were proficient.

Mojing looked deeply into her eyes, like a pair of black jewels in the clear spring of the valley in the water, clear, shiny and cold, the woman's eyelashes blinked suddenly under the light, slowly, like she had already learned how to pinch the heart.

He let her go and took a step backwards. Still, it was that moral beauty. Everything was faint under his control. He looked at the warmth of the season, which had to lean against the door in order to stand steadily. He slowly opened his mouth: “Call again. ”

Seasonal warm opening: "President Mo, are you coming to me after a little wine to pretend to be crazy and stupid? You don't have enough alcohol to compare to the average person. With such a faint alcoholic taste, people are so drunk that they can't even tell the reality? In public and private, I should call you President Mo. What else do you want me to call you? ”

She paused and suddenly laughed, “Mr. Moore? ”

Mo Jing stared at her with a deep, silent look: "Aside from her name, she has a surname, no? ”

Seasonal warmth smiled softly: "Not suitable. ”

He glanced slightly: “What's not right? ”

She replied, "It doesn't fit anywhere. ”

Slowly he plunged his hand into his trouser pocket and stood half a metre away from her, bringing her whole image to the bottom of his eyes, looking at her as if she were cold or cold: "Is it right with someone else? ”

Looks like she was considered a daughter-in-law in a cafeteria today. She was kissed again in the car at night, and he saw it all.

No wonder.

She couldn't even recognize the car he parked downstairs. Even though it was Gusteau, she couldn't recognize it because of the blackout.

Seasonal warmth breathed calmly, leaning against the door, his eyes half closed and he didn't go to see him, only lazy, as if he was just talking to an old friend, not half of the feeling of crisis had been approached by a man in front of the house: “President Mo, I guess I don't understand. ”

She glanced at the cigarette butt on the ground again: “Tang Tang Mo should always know what a smoke-free area is. When the electricity stops here, smoking in front of my door, the fire alarm system cannot be triggered without electricity. You are happy to release second-hand cigarettes from me. ”

After that, she retrieved the key from the bag, because her legs had no strength, so she leaned against the door, turning with the key in the lock hole, and said, "I just climbed 15 floors, and so far I haven't had much strength. If Mo is so bad that I want to do something here, I'm afraid I can't stop it. ”

When she opened the door, she remembered that she was already calling and could get in by pressing the code.

She paused. Forget it, it's just in case he sees the code to her door, otherwise she won't be able to live here anymore.

The door opened, the season warm footsteps walked in softly, lifted up his hand and turned on the light. When she saw the man outside the door had no intention of coming in, she smiled coldly at him: “President Mo, is this decanting after the kiss? You know what you were doing? ”

After that, a direct “bang” shut the door and cut off the sight between the two.

After entering the door, Seasonal Warm's legs threw the bag onto the floor softly, bending over and rubbing her legs and walking to the couch to sit down.

Mom, fifteen floors is really unusual for people to climb.

After a break, her legs were still numb. Seasonal warmth leaned on the sofa with her eyes open, and she remembered something. She took her phone out of the bag and put it on the coffee table to charge it. After looking at the phone, her eyelids became a little unsupported, so she leaned on the sofa with her eyes closed and slept for a while.

Until the phone suddenly fell off, the season warm suddenly woke up, looking at the empty living room and looking at the time, she actually leaned on the couch for an hour.

Sitting on the couch, she put her phone down, got up in front of the door and looked out through the cat's eye on the door.

There's no one out there at the moment.

She was a little sleepy earlier, and suddenly woke up in her head, and even then there was a moment of suspicion that the depth of the ink that had appeared in the hallway of her apartment might not be true.

But she's still crispy on her calf, which means it's true she climbed the 15th floor.

Season Warm pushed the door open and looked out. There was no one in the hallway, not even the cigarette butt on the ground.

If she looked at the empty corridor thoughtfully and stood for a while, she raised her hand and rubbed the temple, turning around and preparing to close the door back.

As a result, his footsteps suddenly stopped and he looked at the empty corridor again.

People are gone and cigarette butts are taken away.

But if the smell of tobacco is still floating here, even if it's faint, it's still a no-smoking area, and under normal circumstances no one dares smoke here at all.

So...

It's true.

At this moment, the warm head of the season became even more painful. She closed the door directly, raised her hands and rubbed them against the temple, and sat back by the sofa. It was estimated that suddenly there was too much movement to climb the fifteen floors. All aspects of her body were uncomfortable. Her legs were painful, her feet were painful, and her head ached. After a while, she thought of going into the bathroom and soaking her legs and feet in hot water for a while to relieve fatigue.

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