Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

“No, it hasn't come to that yet.” Seasonal warmth comfort.

“You're right, you're fired.” The man's slightly indifferent voice rang in front of the door.

Seasonal warmth suddenly turned to stare at the dark ink of the shadow, the man single-handedly stuck in his trouser pocket, did not give him a strict half chance, his face was weak, his voice was as clear as five officials.

“What got fired?” The policeman next to him asked curiously.

Strict face instantly darkened, was about to seize, season warm busy and pulled his wrist, eyes showed him to go first.

Strictly obviously dissatisfied, this kind of person in the police academy mixed up in the special police force, even if he knew that Mojing deeply pressed him, but the impulse of dissatisfaction was obvious. Seasonal warmth glanced at him with warning, and poked him in the arm again. Strictly, he held his temper and looked at Seasonal warmth with a low face.

Seasonal warmth gave him several glances, put up with it, turned hard and went into the elevator with the cop brother.

It wasn't until the elevator brought them down that the season turned warm and raised his eyes to the man's gaze.

“This boy has only been a bodyguard around you for less than a month, and his emotions are so deep that he won't leave for half a day until he needs to communicate with you?” The man looked at her and his voice was faint and unhappy.

This vinegar overthrow is also too obvious.

Seasonal warmth set her mind, then red lips lifted, smiled, and looked at him with a crooked head, quite proud: “This is probably the charm of personality, when Feng Ling was with me before, didn't many people say that she was indifferent and unwilling to be close to people and never make friends? But not long later, my relationship with her was good, too. ”

Mojing's deep and elegant eyebrows moved slightly.

She's telling the truth.

Seasonal warmth is not particularly exaggerated, but it is also not particularly restrained. It is not half deliberate, but it has a unique personality charm of its own, which makes people instinctively like to be close.

Seasonal warmth makes people feel very comfortable, which is what Feng Ling once said about her.

……

In the afternoon, the doctor came to check the wounds on the head for seasonal warmth to make sure that after these few days of careful care, the small piece of skin over the head that had been smashed had healed quite a bit, starting tonight, even if it was washed with water, there would be no more problems, just a little lighter while washing.

As soon as she heard this, she felt that her head didn't itch any more. These days she had to wear a waterproof cap on her head every day when she took a bath. She could only wash the lower half of her hair. As for the top of her head and injured scalp, it had not been soaked in water for several days and she was still not used to it. It was particularly itchy.

By the time the doctor left, Seasonal Warm didn't have to stay up till night and rushed directly into the bedroom and into the bathroom.

Finally, after washing her hair from root to tip, her face came out in a good mood, picking up the bag of underwear that Inkview had bought for her, opening it and instantly darkening her face.

Last night, she was wondering how a man like Mo Jingshen could have bought it for her. Clothes.

I never thought of it...

“What's the matter?” The door to the bedroom was suddenly opened and Mo Jing saw the dark face of the season warm and asked.

Season warm held a set of underwear in his hand and looked at the depth of the ink: “What kind of taste are you? When did I wear this color inside this type? Clothes?”

Ink stared deeply at the two things in her hand, the bright red color, whatever, it was still poor sex with little fabric. The style of lingerie, and it's very affectionate. The kind of fun, in everyday life, is basically impossible to wear inside, and wearing it equals not wearing it.

Ink depth: “…”

This... underwear is definitely not low grade, after all, it was bought by Mojingshenzhen on the road in a commercial street near the company. It is not expensive to open a variety of brand stores in a commercial street nearby.

Mu Jing's chances of going shopping in person were not much in the past three years, even less so than in the past. He remembers the habit of taking a daily bath during the season warmth, and knows that there is only one set of clothes that Sister Chen bought for her. Clothes, in case she wanted to leave, he left the company after a meeting, went around the mall and stopped in front of a lingerie store.

The woman's lingerie... he didn't really do much research, only reported the size of the season warm, and asked the guide to go in and pick up two suitable direct bags for him.

But it didn't occur to the young women's guide to see a man like him in a suit with a tie and a superior charm come out and buy a woman's inside. Clothes, totally distorted. Thought he was up to something. Interesting, so I deliberately chose two sets of this type...

Mo Jing glanced at the two pieces of fabric in her hand: “I only bought the size from the guide, I didn't think they would come out like this. ”

When it comes to size, no one really knows her better than Mojing. Clothes size up.

Seasonal warmth burned suspiciously on his face. Seeing that the man was still blunt, without half a dim sum, he really didn't buy it intentionally, but he still couldn't help but vomit: “What is the attitude of the current guide? You don't think you're some kind of third-rate star who's trying to make love to you. Funny?”

Mojing laughed deeply.

Nor did he think that these little girls who are now shoppers would think so wildly.

But the color of the underwear is a bit more vulgar, but if you wear it with a warm season figure and appearance, you can certainly manage it, and the brain with no ink on it makes up for the warmth of the season. The scenario of the clothes, the lower body has hidden the feeling of the blood gushing.

“Let Sister Chan buy you two more sets later. ”

“What am I wearing now? ”

The man calmed down for a few seconds: "Shall we grieve? Put this on first? ”

Seasonal Warm: “I'm crazy to walk around in front of you wearing this shit! ”

Mojing smiled deeply and snapped his lips: “I don't mind if you walk around in front of me without your clothes on. ”

Chen sister-in-law, who had just gone to clean up the study and was walking out, heard this phrase, glared at her for a moment, then quickly went back into the study and continued to clean up, trying to think of herself as a transparent person.

"'It's still light,' said Seasonal Warm. 'I'll buy it myself. ”

The man looked at her and said, "How are you going to get there? ”

Seasonal warmth and frowning: “The doctor said the wound skin on my head has healed and I can go out to see the wind if I can get water. There's nothing wrong with that. I'm not used to having people buy this stuff for me. I'll buy it myself! ”

Speaking of which, she paused again, thinking that after she had just taken a bath, she had just washed the set, and now it would be at least half an hour before she could dry it with a hair dryer.

You can't just walk out of here wearing nothing inside.

A man could easily see through her thoughts in her face, smiling unclearly, apparently waiting patiently for her to put this on before going out.

Seasonal warmth was pinching those two pieces of poor fabric, caught in hesitation--