Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Ji Wen saw Qin Shiting's comments just now, and knew that he should not be busy at this time, so he sent Qin Shiting a message in the past, briefly asked about gastritis and fever, and then briefly set up two more sentences.

Then he dropped the phone, and less than half an hour later, Mo Jingshen called.

She never deposited Mo Jingshen's number and has not since she returned home.

Seasonal Warm sees that the phone doesn't need an address book at all. She's already familiar with the number on her back, so she picks it up.

The man's voice came: "Is the show over? ”

“Not yet, about an hour. ”

“Mmm.”

Ji Wen heard him say the same words as Jin. He looked at the quiet crowd around him and lowered his voice and said: “I can't answer the phone here. You're calling to tell me what's going on? ”

The man said faintly: "Look forward, right forward. ”

Seasonal warmth suddenly raised his eyes and looked in his direction. First, he saw the stand of the exhibition, then turned his head to the right, and suddenly he saw a man in a black suit standing by the stand in a seating area that would not attract attention.

Seasonal warmth: "…”

When did this man get here?

Didn't you say you had a meeting today, so let Hu come with her and see him later? Why would he come to the exhibition hall?

Moreover, Mo Jingshen was able to stand there. Obviously, the people here recognized him and didn't dare to stop him, but there was no seating place on this side, so he opened the door at the table and let him go to the stand where he could get close.

But it was clear that the man was not looking at the booth, but rather was passing through a small crowd, looking down in her direction.

The point is that the man's face is not yet very nice, especially when he sees him sitting next to her slightly tilted because of his physical discomfort, his head leaning on her side, Mr. Vinse, and the dark face of the ink is even colder.

I noticed that the season warmth was sitting next to her, which was fine, and suddenly there seemed to be a slight change in mood. Mr. Vinse was closest to her, because the position of Ink View Deep Station was behind the light, and I couldn't see clearly without looking closely, so I just looked in the direction of the booth and looked at her: “What are you looking at? ”

Seasonal warmth is calm: “Nothing.” It felt like he was feeling a little weak, so he turned his eyes and said: “I just asked a friend of the doctor, he said that you have a fever caused by gastroenteritis, it is better to go to the hospital, and if it is serious, you have to be treated in the hospital for two days, you can't hold on like this. ”

Mr. Vince smiled lightly: "Well, if it's not ready after two days, I'll go check it out. ”

“Now that you have a fever, are you going to wait till you're done? Better get out of the exhibition hall in a minute. ”

Mo Jing stood in the distance and saw the season warm. At this moment, he was talking to the man beside him, and his face gradually became dull.

From the moment he first came in, he saw the two of them sitting together, smiling at the little woman who had been eyebrowing her all week at the man who had often gone to London to brush his presence in front of her for the past three years. He had just sent a circle of friends specifically for the man.

The exhibition has reached an important period of time, and the people who are explaining it on the stage also spoke of important places. Seasonal warmth's eyes re-cast onto the booth, nobody saw it. After watching this part of the booth, the model and picture introduction on the big screen in front of the booth were replaced with something else. She looked down and looked at the phone again. She looked at her hands for a moment, as if she had just remembered that Ink View had just arrived, her eyes were lifted again, but the man who had previously stood next to the booth had disappeared.

The eyes of the season were warm.

Something happened, so you left again?

She retracted her eyes and continued to look at the booth. She watched for a few minutes. Sitting on her left, the head of the Green City Group got up and went to the bathroom. A few minutes later, someone walked back and sat next to her.

Seasonal warming didn't pay much attention at first, because the lights are now dim in the exhibition hall except on the stand, yet suddenly there is a familiar feeling beside herself, with some kind of clear and stressful atmosphere, so that she leaned over her head, first she looked down and saw a pair of long legs in black suit pants, eyes slightly up, black shirt and suit coat with her hands beside her, continued up, unbuttoned two or three shirt necks, belonged to the man sex. Sensory clavicle, laryngeal knot, delineated and crisp chin...

Until he looked deep into Mo Jing's eyes, Seasonal Warm instantly stunned his mouth, couldn't help but look in the other direction beside him, then looked in the other direction, a strange face: “Isn't this the seat of the head of the Green City Group? You sit here. Where should he sit when he gets back? ”

After seeing her, the perceived reaction was that she couldn't always find a theme on him. Mo Jing had no expression on his face: “You care a lot, I asked someone to arrange a VIP position in the front row for him. ”

Seasonal warm “Oh” sounded, retracted his gaze, continued to look at the booth, and stopped taking care of him.

It's very quiet around here, everyone is basically talking in silence, then continue to cooperate with the explanations on the booth patiently listening, Mo Jingdeep no longer spoke, just sitting by the warmth of the season.

Suddenly, Seasonal Warm's right hand was covered with one hand, and she turned to Mr. Vinse, who was sitting on his right, and Mr. Vince leaned over to her ear and said, “Look at this model on display, the overall conceptual model of several European villa residential areas that BGY intends to launch nationwide this year. Our company intends to promote this residential area in every city in the country. How do you feel about the design of these villas? ”

Mr. Vince was not oiling, he simply put his hand on her hand to get her attention in order to talk to Quarterwarm. She drew her attention, but when he saw that his hand had not moved away and had not pushed away his movements, Mr. Vince did not take his hand away and naturally continued to cover her hands.

The warm eyes of the season looked at the architectural models and detailed drawings on the screen that Mr. Vinse had now replaced on the booth, and felt somewhat familiar. Isn't that the architectural style of the rich villa district of BGY that many wealthy people in the country especially admired in the following years?

I didn't expect BGY to promote and set these from now on. I felt like I was stepping on a point in history. Season warmed up and laughed. I suddenly felt that the pressure on my left side was so low that many people around me were almost three feet frozen.

She turned her eyes and heard Mo Jing's deep, cold voice: "Do you touch people like this when you talk? ”