Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Apologize?

Seasonal Warm's temper is actually quite good now, in other words, she was afraid to raise the bag directly to the heads of these two brothers and sisters.

She apologized for the ghost!

However, the departing staff seemed to be inclined towards Miss Yong Er. After leaving, they told the security guard. In less than two minutes, a few security guards came over. They came to the neighborhood and looked at the situation. They saw Yong Cheng lifted up Yong Yuan again. They were all from Beijing City. Naturally, they recognized Yong Cheng, so they nodded their heads to pay tribute to him: “President Yong, did someone just hear about some of the situation here, what happened? ”

Yongcheng's calm face: “Nothing, but this is the season who somehow pushed my sister down. I intend to theorize with her, but she seems very dissatisfied. ”

After listening, the security guards immediately went behind Seasonal Warm, as if they were afraid that she would just run away. Although they didn't do it, they all stopped behind her.

This time of season warmth, these people surrounded me to death.

She looked cold, this Kyushi Yongjia... really despicable.

This is a battle on your own land. Don't be sensible?

Suddenly, a gap appeared in the surrounding circle formed by the brothers and sisters Yong and the security guards. The dark shadow appeared, and Ink's dark face was pulled apart. They came straight to her, and walked to the front of the season warm to see her face. Even though she had just deliberately changed her makeup, it was easy to see a hint of tiredness in her cold eyes because she was too familiar with her, and her patience was strong because of the discomfort of her period.

“What's going on?” The man's voice fell over her head, but was obviously questioning the others behind her.

I didn't expect President Mo to come, even if Mo Jingshen is not from Beijing City, but no one knows his name. In a place like Beijing Circle, there is a president Mo who wants to tie up. The security guards hesitate, feeling that neither side can offend, simply don't dare to engage in any more random activities, back away some, nobody dares to speak.

When Yong Yan saw Mo Jing suddenly appeared, his face also changed, but Yong Cheng raised his eyes coldly and was obviously unhappy.

Seasonal warmth only stood by the wall and did not speak, but Mo Jingdeep's hand was directly holding the waist, low voice patient and gentle: “Do you have to send someone to follow you to the bathroom in the future? I think that Feng Ling should be transferred back from Nam Heng's side so that I can rest assured that she will always be there for you. ”

He glanced again at a fold under the dress of the warm dress of the season. The position was obviously a sign of being pulled by force. His eyes were cold for a moment, and this was when he saw the eye-catchers and sisters.

Yongyan saw that Mo Jingdeep so held the warm waist of the season, that kind of silent intimacy and seemed to have all his feelings so that she immediately blocked her heart, red eyes deeply stared at him, the hard to suppress acidity in the chest more randomly spread: “Mr. Mo...”

Ink took a deep look at her and her gaze was cold without the slightest temperature.

Yongcheng's eyes also passed a slight obvious discomfort. “President Mo, although I don't know exactly what this season has to do with you, now she pushes Yongyan to the ground, and now Yongyan's feet are sprained, I didn't say anything, just let her apologize, is it too much? ”

Mojing looked down: “Did you push her? ”

Obviously it was a counter-argument, and he didn't think she could do that stupid thing.

Seasonal warmth still turned a cold white eye: “No, she fell herself, she couldn't let go of my hand, I was impatient, I tried to shake her off, and both of them fell on the floor at the same time, my legs twisted, I didn't say anything, it's not that I can't walk, I don't know why Miss Yong just sat on the ground all the time. ”

Mo Jingdeep's eyes fell on Yongcheng's face as soon as her voice fell. He no longer looked at Yongcheng. Obviously, it was Yongcheng who deliberately went to provoke the warmth of the season.

“President Yong, do you hear me? ”

Yong Cheng suddenly laughed: “President Mo, it looks like your relationship this season is really different. Have you ever seen anyone who does bad things admit they did it? She had been watching Yongyan in the ballroom just now. After Yongyan went to the bathroom, she also came to the bathroom. When I came, all I saw was Yongyan sitting on the floor with red eyes, but Season was cold and arrogant like a peacock, saying it wasn't her push, I really didn't believe it. ”

Mo Jing looked at him with dismay: “She said no, but no. If I was right, she would have asked you to pull out the surveillance to find out, but you refused? ”

Yongcheng squinted his eyes in silence.

I didn't expect him to know so much about the warmth of the season.

Seeing his expression, Mo Jing snapped his lips: “If Yung always has to ask for an explanation, ask Miss Yung, what exactly is going on, or regulate the surveillance, two clear choices are in front of you, but you ignore them. Obviously, your aim is not to be the truth, nor to be fair - you simply want to tell her that the person Yung family wants to target, does not need reason, and does not need any foreboding consequences, as long as you look bad, you can always make her go nowhere. ”

Mo Jingdeep's voice always sounds faint, seemingly moody, but low and cold.

Yongcheng's gaze was overwhelming.

Yong Yan looked at Mo Jingdeep and never left the warm waist arm of the season, closed his eyes, raised his hand carefully pulled the cuff of Yong Cheng, whispered: “Brother, it wasn't Miss Ji who pushed me, I did fall myself. ”

Mojing had no expression on his face: "Hear that? ”

The voice didn't go down, his eyes were removed directly from the faces of their brothers and sisters, and he looked at the warmth of the season: “Didn't you say your feet were also sprained? Which foot? Is it serious?”

Seasonal Warm didn't look at him, just put the dress on the dress and tidy it up: “It's okay, I twisted it, it doesn't affect the walk. ”

Her voice was still open, and suddenly the whole person was held up.

Seasonal warmth suddenly stuck in his throat as a result of his move, Mo Jing Deep had walked away with his long legs, no more talking to anyone here, hugging her into the elevator in the front aisle.

The hotel is wrapped up by the organizer and all the upstairs rooms are ready for rest, with vintage luxury elevator doors open and closed.

Yongcheng looked at Mo Jingsheng deeply and turned around with warmth that season. Qi's jaw tightened tightly. Turning his eyes, Yongyan looked at the direction of the elevator in a chilling manner. He said, "You know Mo Jingsheng has a deep heart to protect her, you just said that? Is it true that Mojingdeep has obsessed you with ghosts? Did you even help him when you saw him coming? ”