Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Inkview put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and picked up the remote without a word and set the temperature of the air conditioner to 26 degrees.

Then he looked at the woman sitting on the bed, whose white face was mostly the intolerance of habit, and his eyebrows had no trace of being used to sprinkling delicacies in front of him.

For the three years she was laid to rest, she grew up as quickly as he wished.

If the former season warmth was a hedgehog that was being spoiled by him and was about to be pulled out of his hedge, now she was just a harmless and lazy cat, seemingly silent, but with an incredibly sharp claw.

“Qin Shiting will come over today, and let him examine your head wound. He doesn't want to go out and rest in the bedroom.” The man sat on the edge of the bed, but held her hand as if he had accidentally held her hand and covered it on her belly.

This move made the season warm and spirited, trying to pull out his hand but not out.

She looked at him and said to her mouth. She thought that he had just spoken of Qin Shiting. She couldn't help but ask: "Has Dr. Qin been in Haicheng for years? Is he married to Miss Toki? ”

The man's hand is still snapped to her five fingers: "No. ”

Ji Wenming remembered that Xiao Luno should have failed to read the song during the robbery. Looking at the look on his face when he mentioned the song as if it was seriously injured, he knew when the song and Qin Shiting had been haunted for so many years without a result?

“Why? With Dr. Qin's feelings for Miss Tim, even if he doesn't say anything, but everyone can see how special he is, how can he still not marry Miss Tim back? ”

Mo Jingdeep, when she didn't move her voice and wanted to withdraw her hand, let her go one finger at a time, until she shrunk into the bed to guard against his offenders, he hooked his lips and picked a frown: “He's very kind. You know that? Looks like you've had connections in the last few years. ”

Sounds like the man's a little upset.

Although not obvious, the warmth of the season can also be felt.

She shrunk her hands back and put them in the quilt, avoiding all the touches of a man, and bent her lips: “Since the beginning in Haicheng, Dr. Qin has been taking care of me, and later in Los Angeles, you are also taking care of me. Aren't you good brothers? This so-called brother doesn't want a woman, anyway, he's not married, while helping to take care of her, isn't that too much? ”

The air around the man sitting on the edge of the bed was instantly a little lower than the temperature of the air conditioner she'd just had, and he looked at him like he was laughing, but he wasn't so happy: “Do you still have that idea about him? ”

Season Warm looked at him. Even if the man looked at her without a word, one eye would give a feeling like a needle felt. The silence was also full of oppressive anger and pride.

She laughed again: “People like Dr. Qin, who are usually unfamiliar with him, will only find him too cold to get close, but when they get familiar, they find him very warm and masculine. Besides, the profession of doctor adds a sacred halo to him, which makes people instinctively want to get close. He has been taking care of me so much, even though the two of us are seldom connected, but the first time I called him on my own initiative when I returned home, he was also a rare old friend who, by the way, I hacked all communication methods. ”

Mojing had no expression: “So interested in him? ”

Seasonwarm's two hands in the quilt were randomly stacked together, and he snapped his nails, swallowing them slowly as if he had accidentally said: “After all, I thought he had been involved with reading songs for so many years and had not had too many thoughts, but today you said that he was not married yet, then maybe I could also throw a love olive branch at Dr. Qin, maybe we really have a play? ”

Mo Jingdeep's voice stretched dangerously: "You two are not playing. ”

“Why not? Wouldn't a woman chase a man with a veil? By my means, trying to chase a man isn't so absolute, is it? I didn't try. How did you know it wasn't working?” Seasonal warmth continues to laugh.

The man beside the bed stared at her with a pale face and a bad eye.

Seasonal warmth, as if he didn't see it, his eyes sparkled with all kinds of excitement: “Didn't you say Dr. Qin was coming today? I'll show you later if we have a play. ”

Mo Jing provoked a cold brow and looked at her lightly: “Am I giving you too much time to calm down to think about these messes? ”

Seasonal warmth also provoked eyebrows, as if with a smile in his eyes, but like a lurking cat claw quietly revealed a sharp tip: "Didn't you first talk about Dr. Qin? ”

Ink depth: “…”

“You mention him one more word, and I'll make you cry in this bed until it stops, and you can probably try. ”

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Seasonal warmth lay on the bed and quietly picked up the phone after another chance to kick Mo Jing Deep out of the bedroom.

Shortly after she had just put the card in, she hastily hid it and now she has the message that Mr. Vince sent her yesterday.

Although some popular trends in the country have gradually converged with seven years later, Weibo WeChat and other things have started to become popular and popular, but the temporary use of the crowd is still small, it will take at least a year or two to become popular, so even if seasonal warming used WeChat at the first time, the few people on the friends list are pathetic, only the few people in the company, mostly have to use text messages to communicate with others.

In his text message, Mr. Vince said he had returned to Haicheng.

Just one message, no past hotlines.

He used to go anywhere, say where he was, then ask where she was, or what she was doing, but this time he just said he was back in Haicheng, and then it was a period.

Seasonal warmth took a look and didn't know what to return.

Moreover, it always seemed strange that Mr. Vinse's recent attitude, a man who had been rejected by her for three years but whose enthusiasm had not diminished, suddenly appeared overnight as if he had begun deliberately to distance himself from her. Although he maintained a calm mode of communication, he was careful not to contact her so much anymore.

She didn't feel bad because someone who had been passionate about herself had suddenly cooled down, and these past few years, because he had helped her, she couldn't do much to hurt herself, but now this is the most appropriate way for her to get along.

But still, instinctively, what should have gone wrong, otherwise how could Mr. Vince suddenly change his attitude overnight so obviously?