Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Shen Moo was just about to go to the president's office before work to send two documents, knocking on the door and seeing a man standing in front of him with a straight figure and the same charm as usual, because of the afternoon work, the mouth of the shirt buckled to the top one at a time, and the crown was neat and free of any signs of mess.

This has been the norm for Mo Jingshen to work for the company for the past three years.

Shen Moo walked in and put the documents down, but somehow, there was always a feeling that the temperature of the air conditioning in this office was too low, turning to the number of the air conditioning temperature, and as usual, it was not very low.

“President Mo, are you still going to the Haitai Street Hotel tonight? ”

Dark ink with one hand in a trouser pocket with a calm face and a light tone: “Go. ”

It's just a word. How can one have the illusion of being in an ice cellar?

Cold.

Shen Moo dared not ask any more questions and went out to arrange evening pay with the secretary.

……

After leaving the company, Shen Mo Mo silently followed Mo Jing deep behind, and the man in front was indifferent and sluggish, with no disturbance.

Relax and steadily open the door and get in.

Sophisticated and expensive cufflinks are arranged at will when you sit in the car.

Everything is as usual.

But the atmosphere was cold and serious enough that Shen Moo didn't even dare ask a word.

Ink sits deep in the back row, with two long legs naturally separated, turning his head and looking out the window, his eyes are cold, and he carries a bit of an indescribable depth.

Until driving past a bustling commercial street, a half-minute pause with red lights near a French restaurant swept deep into the clear glass windows of a French restaurant.

For a while, the car was quiet and terrible, and the air in the car was like solidified.

Shen Moo carefully looked backwards through the mirror and noticed the direction of Ink's deep line of sight, then turned his head and looked over at the French restaurant.

Season Warm has been sitting in the restaurant with Aunt's son for more than an hour. At first, she was a little more cautious with each other. Later, because she talked about various interesting things about the financial world in the mall and the United States, she forgot to talk about the time, and she was no longer embarrassed by each other. As she laughed, Aunt Son's fondness for her was gradually increasing, and Season Warm was always full of laughter. Even the first time she met her, she would not feel too embarrassed.

However, after so long, when the waiter sent a plate of fruit salad, Seasonal Warm took a look at the time and laughed with amusement: “Auntie can't say enough to leave with this pretext to answer the phone. She has actually answered this phone for almost two hours. ”

Auntie's son also looked at the time and smiled: “My mother has been trying to find me a girlfriend for several years, but I have been working abroad exam side by side, I can't really draw energy. I did talk about a girlfriend for the previous two years. Later, because her personality did not match, and various eyesight heights led to an emotional stalemate. After breaking up, I didn't even think about this. My mother and I were halfway across the globe and my hands couldn't reach me much longer. As a result, I just returned home. I didn't expect her to arrange it for me...”

Speaking of which, Auntie's son laughed again: "But Miss Ji, you're really good. Seriously, I'm very fond of you. If you feel good about me, the two of us can get to know each other slowly after this awareness. If you can wipe the spark, it depends on the fate. I don't want to impose it, and I can see that you're not very interested in this kind of affinity. ”

Seeing him say this, Seasonal Warm responded more naturally and generously: “Yes, everything depends on fate. It's not bad to be a friend. Emotions can't be compelled. ”

Auntie's son looked at her for a while and said, "Miss Ji, are you in love? ”

Seasonal Warm just picked up a glass of water and didn't do anything because of his words. He slowly drank the water without moving and then put the cup down.

Seeing her shut up, Aunt's son stopped asking. Seeing Seasonal Warm was full, and the two of them had indeed been talking here for a long time. During that time, Seasonal Warm did not just talk like the other girls, sorry to eat. If she starts sitting down and occasionally drinks some water, or cuts steaks or eats some fruit, any gesture is natural. Raising her hand is between an elegant mature woman and a fashionable young girl. He laughs: “My mom should have gone back to Moon Lake Bay, she says you live there now, so we're on our way. Should the reason I sent you back not be too strong? ”

“It's really not that I'm forcibly refusing, but my friend just texted me to go to her at night, and later she sent someone to pick me up, I won't go back to Moon Lake Bay tonight, you really don't have to send it.” Seasonwarm lifted the phone that had just received the message and shook gently at him, laughing again.

Auntie's son nodded: "Well, then, when your friend sends someone, I'll drop you off in the car and I'll leave after you leave. ”

……

Outside the restaurant, Shen Moo watched the men and women sitting at the dining table by the window laughing and swallowed a spit.

This just left Mr. Vince, another bodyguard, and the bodyguard left. Is this another date?

Miss Ji now has a lot of peach blossoms...

But when it comes to seasonal warmth, it's not without peach blossoms, it's just that she has always refused to go far with those men, and when most people heard that seasonal warmth was Ink's wife, they would voluntarily retreat and dare not approach.

Now that Miss Ji is single after all, no matter how many men she admires, nothing seems wrong with her.

Besides, there are often men around beautiful women, she is a woman without marital bondage, besides her attractive appearance, her career is at the top of the list, such a woman, no man likes it, no man chases it, that's strange.

Shen Moo retracted his gaze and looked at the person in the mirror and said with a stiff head: “General Mo, shall we continue with the hotel on Haitai Avenue? Or, park here first..."

The ink scene remained silent for a few seconds, and the cold, thin lips opened slightly: “Wait. ”

The breath of suffocation spread through the car for a moment.

Shenmu shut up and parked the car very decisively in the nearest parking spot on the side of the road.

Season Warm was still talking to the man in the restaurant. Shortly afterwards, they got up at the same time. After walking out of the restaurant, a car parked on the side of the road. Season Warm boarded the car alone. As for the man who had just been with her in the restaurant, he said goodbye to her very kindly.

Recognized that the car was Summer Sweet, the dark bottom of the ink scene only slightly slowed, but still stared out the window, right hand placed on the center of the storage table, index finger slowly strip strip snap twice, face with the color of silence.

Then slowly let go, fading away: "Let's go. ”