Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

As soon as I heard this, I laughed again strictly: “Yes, I came at 2: 00 pm, and they said that Sister Wen went out for a meeting, I didn't know what time to come back. Anyway, I had nothing to do with this afternoon, so I waited in the lounge downstairs of your company. I didn't think I'd actually wait for you. ”

This big laughing boy slightly diminished the exclusion of strangers in Seasonwarm's heart, and also because the other party came out of the SWAT force, with integrity, she reduced the distance in her heart.

“That bowl of noodles just arrived. Eat it.” Seasonal warmth pushes the bowl in front of you straight to the strict front.

Look at her strictly: "Isn't that your face? You're not going to eat, are you? ”

“I'm not hungry. If you're hungry, you can have another bowl.” Seasonal warmth picked up disposable sanitary chopsticks and handed them to him.

I was a little embarrassed at the moment, but he was really hungry and hesitated to look at the warmth of the season again.

Seasonal Warm blinked at him and said with a smile: "I'm losing weight, eat quickly. ”

I heard her say she was going to lose weight, strictly so it made me laugh again: "What are you girls all thin like? You still say you're going to lose weight every day. I'm really hungry. Then I'll eat, Sister Warm, you want another bowl too, don't be hungry! ”

Nod warm in the season.

Strictly unraveled the chopsticks and took a bite straight down, then raised his thumb with an amazing face: “Tastes good! That's great!”

Seasonal warmth laughed and saw the pain and pleasure of eating all the pieces of meat directly in the face, which reminded me of something, looking up at the man sitting opposite him.

Mojing's deeply cold face didn't show a hint of emotion. He ate half a bowl of noodles just a few bites, and said indifferently: “Eat slowly, don't choke. ”

He coughed sternly, almost choked really, put down his chopsticks sharply, lifted his eyes and looked at a man with a less beautiful face. He turned his eyes and looked at the season warmth for a moment: “When did this man sit here? ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

Strictly just came in looking for the season warmth, didn't even look at the others, didn't look in the other direction after sitting down, didn't even notice the person opposite.

Mo Jing, who had long been a transparent man, watched him speak and sat closer to the warmth of the season. The emotions in his cold eyes cooled.

“Sister Warm, who is he? Do you know each other?” Seeing each other's eyes was not good, his face cooled down after a severe pause, and then he gathered up next to the warm side of the season, whispering.

“Cough.” Seasonal Warm handed a few napkins from the table to the strict one and said, “Passenger, it's just a table, you eat yours, don't worry about anybody else. ”

Strictly looking at the surrounding tables, it is very convincing to see that all the tables are filled with people, so the reason for the passers-by to come and assemble the tables.

He shouted, "Oh," glancing at the man across the table wearing a black shirt and pants that didn't seem cheap, and the aura didn't look like a normal person.

Strictly instantaneous, there is a hidden sense of worship for this beef noodle shop. What exactly does this shop have to taste like? This two unusual characters can come here to eat.

After a bowl of noodles went down, he grabbed the napkin and wiped his mouth, calling the waiter: "Waiter, two more bowls. ”

“Two bowls?” The season was surprising.

“I'll have another bowl, and you'll need another.” Strictly turn your eyes and reveal a bite of white teeth to her as she continues to laugh: “These bowls are on me! Warm sister, you let go and eat! ”

Seasonal warm mouth: “Thanks, I'm not hungry, just eat yourself. ”

Seeing her seemed like she really didn't want to eat, thinking about it, he couldn't eat two more bowls, and in the end it was just one bowl.

Seasonal Warm understands that a tall young man like him who came out of the SWAT force, a bowl or two of beef noodles really doesn't talk, and this strictly doesn't look fat at all, tall and thin body is kind of the best of his peers, she sat beside him waiting for him to eat noodles, no noise disturbed.

When the season was warm, he smiled and talked to him, and the constant act of passing him napkins fell into the deep eye of ink.

Seasonal Warm drew her mind to glance at the bowl in front of Ink View. It's been here for a few minutes. It's already sticky. She looked at him again, meaning she asked him why he hasn't eaten it all the time.

Mojing grinned deeply at her lips.

After eating most of the strict second bowl of noodles, a bottle of mineral fountain came with the waiter. After a sip, he put it down. He turned his attention and looked at Seasonal Warm and said: "Sister Warm, I will follow you in the future, right? Is this your first time hiring a bodyguard? Have you ever had a bodyguard around before? My way of working is just to keep you safe, isn't it? ”

Seasonal Warm thought of Feng Ling, his smile inevitably softened again: “I used to have a female bodyguard around me, but she is abroad now, I don't think she will come back in the short term. ”

“Female bodyguard? How's he doing? ”

“What do you think she's capable of, having won a women's close combat championship in the United States or a shooting coach from some special base?” Season warm smiled and asked back.

Strict face: “Then I know, Sister Warm, don't worry, I have good hands, I can guarantee your safety! ”

Season Warm looked at his authentic and serious face, and looked at the noodles he still had on his chopsticks. He chuckled: “What's your name strict? I think we should call it serious. Eat your noodles and talk about your work tomorrow during the day. ”

Seeing the warmth of the season is not the kind of cold and difficult boss, strictly in a good mood to continue eating a large mouthful, no more chatter.

Shen Moo walked in from the outside and whispered something behind Mo Jing. There was something to do. Mo Jing took a deep look at the season warm and the one who was still eating the noodles. His eyes were dim. He threw the money on the table without a word and stood up indifferently and left.

As soon as the man walked away, the warm eyes of the season fell on the banknote on the table. In the past, Mojing Deep rarely carried money on her body. She had to swipe cards to buy a dish with her. I didn't expect that he now had a habit of carrying banknotes with him.

Habit?

Habit is a horrible thing, she just quit for a year or two and doesn't want to get contaminated again.

The door to the beef noodle shop opened and closed. Seasonal warmth picked up the cup and drank a sip of water, silently speaking no more.

After eating the noodles strictly, he lifted his eyes and saw the hundred dollars on the table. He was surprised: “This person is quite considerate. Is that what he meant by hospitality? What kind of boss is that now? It's just a table, and you can buy dinner on your own? ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

“But how come his noodles haven't moved a bit? Didn't the waiter check the noodles when they came up? Why doesn't he have any meat in that bowl? ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”