Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Seasonal warmth doesn't particularly like western food, she likes Chinese restaurants or home-cooked meals, which she's always used to.

Knowing what Mo Jingshen meant, she looked out the window with no expression: “No, thank you, President Mo, I can cook some noodles myself at home, don't have to ask me to eat so expensive...” She paused and said: “Of course, it doesn't seem necessary for me to invite you to eat, so please let me out of the car and let myself go home. ”

Her name was changed from Mojing Deep to Mojing General again.

Shen Moo only heard nothing, the car was almost near a nice restaurant nearby, he slowed down the car.

The warmth of the season still hasn't eased in any way, even cooler than when we first got in the car.

Mo Jingshen did not seem to intend to force her and said indifferently: "Send her back. ”

“Oh, okay.” Shen Moo continues to speed up the car and drives it in the direction of where he lived before the warmth of the season, while deliberately asking: “Miss Ji, do you still live in the apartment where you lived? Just take you there, all right? ”

Ji warmed up: “No, I moved. I live closer to the company now, in the West End of the city. ”

Shen Moo immediately turned the wheel in a timely fashion and drove towards the western part of the city. As he drove, he said: "Oh, thank goodness I asked, otherwise he ran in the wrong direction. Where do you live in the western part of the city now? ”

“Send me back to the office. It's only 10 minutes from the office. I'll go back to the office and get something.” Seasonal warmth is flat, with no emotion.

Shen Moo hesitated, seeing Mo Jing in the mirror never meant to open his mouth, so he simply said, “That's fine. ”

Seasonal Warm thought they didn't know where she was now.

So where she lived before, Mo Jingshen, how did he know, maybe three years ago?

People used to ask about the mystery owner at Moon Lake Bay, because the mystery owner seemed unusual, so she once wondered if it had anything to do with Mo Jingshen. Although she didn't know why she had that suspicion, she saw the various pieces of furniture that the workers had moved in with her own eyes, and she always felt that the style was very similar to that of Orlando International.

But now think about it, or just coincidence, the simple black and white decor and furniture style that many modern men prefer, presumably just too much.

Seeing Shen Moo again seemed completely unaware of her new home, which was something she really wanted too much.

After driving to the western part of the city, he looked closer and closer to Moon Lake Bay. The warm gaze of the season went straight away. He didn't stop at Moon Lake Bay. The car was very quiet. Mo Jing Deep stared at the wine and took a rest. He didn't say another word.

Shenmu also didn't look in the direction of Moon Lake Bay. He drove the car directly from the main gate and went straight to the MN Group office building.

Finally drove to MN Group, near the square in front of the company, Ji Wen thought Shen Mu was going to stop the car, just said “thank you” with a faint and polite tone, but before he opened his eyes, he heard Ink Jingshen slowly open his eyes with a low tone: “I haven't eaten since noon, there's no need to get my stomach over again, get out of the car, go eat something. ”

The square in front of this office building is surrounded by some cafes and cafeterias, as well as some other restaurant outlets.

“No, I'm not hungry. ”

Mo Jing is deeply clear, the five officials are still faintly indifferent, as if they had all been her illusions before, the voice line is cold and low: “Not hungry? Then eat with me. ”

Seasonal warmth stared at him: "President Mo, do I think you're really drunk? I'm not hungry. I don't want to eat. Why should I eat with you? ”

The man looked at her cold and icy face, even with a noticeably alienating attitude, and remembered her soft tone when she had just answered the phone, and glanced at her with a faint cold glance: "Can you join Vince for dinner and not for me? ”

One day, she could hear the meaning of a little trickery in the words of someone like Mo Jingshen.

Seasonal warmth retracted his gaze and snapped his lips, but he wasn't really laughing: “As you said, Mr. Vince has helped me through a few difficult times in the past three years. I asked him to eat a meal that was just plausible, but what kind of meal did I have with you? President Mo and I have a toast to each other on the reward field at best. This is private dining together, near my company again. Isn't that good? ”

Mo Jingshen had opened the door and paused, suddenly looked at her and closed the door directly again.

Hearing the door shut, the season warmed his heart and looked at him instinctively: “Aren't you going to get out? ”

“Give you two choices, get out of the car and eat, or live in the car tonight and make your own choices.” A man looks at her still cold face and his voice slowly sounds like it's none of his business: “After all, I'm not the one who's hungry and hungry and has a stomachache, huh? ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

She's really uncomfortable in her stomach right now, but she doesn't want to compromise.

But just now, I saw the door open so easily that it was closed again, as if her chances of escape had been missed by her stubbornness.

This man is Mo Jingshen. He is a presence whose doors tremble after stomping on this land. Everyone sees him to make a point and dare not provoke.

What else did she have besides that relationship with him a few years ago?

What capital does she have to provoke or defy him?

Seasonal warmth drooped his eyes and his voice flat said, “What does Mo always want to eat? ”

“It's up to you. ”

He just got paid, had a few drinks, so he should have eaten too, but usually this wine bureau doesn't eat too much.

Shen Mo just drove the car to a beef noodle shop in front of her company's door. "Shen Mo, park the car here. ”

Shen Moo stopped the car decisively.

After the car stopped, Seasonal Warm stopped saying a word, and opened the door and stepped out.

Then she quickly walked into the beef noodle parlor regardless of whether Mo Jing Deep followed her or not. After going in, she found a seat where no one would sit. The waiter came and asked her what she wanted to eat. Seasonal Warm said she wanted a bowl of noodles.

As soon as the voice fell, she lifted her eyes and saw that Mo Jingdeep had come in.

He looked at her with no liquor in his eyes, dark eyes and clear eyes.

In a chilling tone, she changed her tone: “Two bowls. ”

It wasn't until the waiter turned around that Seasonal Warm put his bag down and stopped going to the man in front of the door.

This is a very common beef noodle shop, very small, not a lot of tables, but a lot of people, and the smell of beef noodles in the air is very intense, and the environment is quite clean.

This little place, as a Mo Da BOSS, I'm afraid I've rarely been, or have never been.

The moment the season warmth raised her eyes again, she saw the man in front of the door, after measuring the store, had turned her gaze, stepped on her long legs and walked in her direction.

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Good night, Sangen.