Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Sure enough, Mo Jing deeply stood her eyes on the pants she was wearing and then measured her up and down again, moments later, the corner of her mouth hidden a smile.

Seasonal warmth silently closed the cabinet door, feeling that it was not wise to live in the same room with him. Now dressed like this, there was no bag around him, no cell phone, no ID. It felt strange that people seemed to lose their freedom, and people followed him short. Even if they wanted to talk about it, they seemed to lose their temper.

She put her hands on the door and suddenly asked, "Who are you sending to buy me clothes? Shenmu? Lingerie. Wouldn't it be too inconvenient if he bought pants? ”

The man answered casually: "Sister Chen. ”

The season was warm and calm. Turning around, I was going to sit by the bed and rest for a while. I didn't keep asking.

She just turned around and took two steps, and suddenly stopped. She turned her head and looked at him: "Sister Chen? ”

The man's gaze fell on the trousers she wore and looked at the corners of the trousers that were too long on her. “Sister Chen's youngest son entered Haicheng University. She followed me to study in the countryside. She lived near the university and had nothing to do. I asked her to come and clean up every day. ”

After leaving the royal garden, Ji Wen thought it was impossible to see Sister Chen again.

However, I didn't expect that Sister-in-law Chen's current job still didn't leave Mo Jingshen and Mo's house after all. This is fine. First, Sister-in-law Chen's life and salary are guaranteed. Second, Sister-in-law Chen is a trustworthy person, suitable for long-term employment.

Sister-in-law Chen went to buy her clothes and she was relieved. She simply stopped talking. She sat directly beside the bed, lifted her legs and held up a lot of pants horns. She said: “I may still have to borrow your phone. I need to fill in so many documents in my bag. Many documents of all sizes and sizes are related to the company. I can't afford to delay this kind of thing. ”

Speaking of which, she lifted her eyes and said, “And your car... it didn't change three years ago, and now it has to be scrapped? ”

“Mmm.”

When he heard the man's voice, Ji Wen looked at him, but saw that Mo Jingshen was not planning to continue talking about the car, and had already brought her a phone.

Seasonal Warm took a look and got up to pick up his phone, poking the number of the company staff who could barely remember, and Xiao Ha said, "I have to go and fill out the phone card. ”

“Sister-in-law Chen has already gone and will bring her a replacement card when she returns with her clothes. ”

For a moment, even the last reason to leave was gone. Seasonal Warm pinched her phone silently for a moment. She lowered her head and continued poking at the number without talking.

When she called, Mo Jing turned around and went out. Ji Wen sat in bed and called Xiao Ha. She explained why she had disappeared for two days. She also told them to retrieve the documents and documents in her bag that had been submerged in sea water. After she finished her statement, she put down her phone and looked at the black phone in her eyes.

All of a sudden, I woke up feeling anxious and thinking about all kinds of things had been told, and my heart just calmed down.

The ear sounded as if it had been pushed deep into the wall of the hotel bathroom by Ink View that day, and the man pinched her jaw with hatred.

“I plotted for three years just to change your life trajectory, to keep you alive, not to let you die easily! ”

She drowned her eyes, put her phone down, and sat down by the bed for a while before finally getting up and walking out.

She grew up with a lot of pants and now naturally won't keep stepping on them and walking much easier, walking out of the bedroom wearing a man's shirt and trousers.

No slippers were found in the bedroom, and when I got out of bed, I was hugged to dinner by Ink, so I came out barefoot.

When she walked out, she was about to ask, and the man's low, faint voice rang above her head: “Wear shoes.

Seasonal warmth, just wanted to say that she took all her shoes here three years ago, where else could she wear them?

The man only pointed at the door with his chin, and she looked at the past and saw when he had taken out a new pair of grey slippers, which were his, new, unworn.

She glanced, walked over and put it on, and walked back in these slippers, which were much bigger than her own feet.

In recent years, a woman dressed very attentively because she was at work, this time wearing a wide shirt and loose trousers, and a pair of men's slippers under her feet, which looked casual, and because her hair was only the length of her shoulders, clean and without any shapes, she looked like a high school student stealing adult clothes, unethical, but with different charms.

Seeing her like this, the man smiled slightly.

In a familiar environment, people will subconsciously immerse themselves in the memories of this environment, even feeling that everything hasn't changed, but at this moment, when we see Mo Jing deeply smile, there is no peace in the warm mind of the season.

She turned her head hard, but the expression on her face was serious: “Ink deep. ”

He sat on the couch opposite him, grabbed a glass kettle from the coffee table and poured her a warm glass of boiling water, "What are you trying to say? ”

“Whatever I ask, you answer? Don't lie to me? ”

The man placed the glass on the nearest side of the coffee table, looked at her and did not speak.

She approached him again, staring him in the eye: “I still have a lot of things that I don't understand. Can't you say that life is going to start all over again, but you can't just change the course of life? If you don't do something, I'll die when I'm 30 in a few years? ”

He seemed to care less about the process, which she had never understood, and just said casually: "Now as long as you're good, don't worry about who you're going to die for, eat three meals, stick to the sports routine, I promise you'll live to be 100 years old. ”

“So Su Zhi Lan's death and what happened to Seasonal Dream in the two years after he disappeared are all related to you? ”

The man looked at her only once and waited for her to say something.

“How did you do that? What do you know? Are you dead? You died once, just like me? Or do you just wake up with those memories? What else did you know when I didn't know? ”

Mo Jingdeep didn't rush to explain, when she heard her ask him if he was dead, there was even a hint of laughter in his eyes, but he still stared at her for a while, dipping Mo's eyes on her: “It's life or death. Whatever, at least now, it's too late to watch everything go unstoppable. At least, you're alive now, aren't you? ”