Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

She looked at him and said, "It's just sitting together and talking. What's wrong with touching your hand? Do you have to be so polite to people? ”

The man ignored her and went straight to the security guard outside in the parking lot to pick up the electronic keys and asked coldly, "Where are we parked? ”

The security guard respectfully said, "Sir, your car has just been parked in parking lot 208, level B2, underground. ”

Mojing Deep walked directly down the stairs in the parking lot.

Seasonal Warm turned his eyes and looked at Xiaohu, who was still following him. Although the situation was unknown at this time, he always had a feeling that he could not protect himself. He never spoke much. When he looked at Seasonal Warm, he quickly stopped to start. After keeping up with Ink's deep back, he shouted with enthusiasm: “President Mo...”

He went all the way to the car, Mo Jingdeep in the back, and when the season warmed up, he didn't even take care of him or look at her.

He lowered his head and picked up a few pieces of information he had on the back of the car, still looking cold and smelly.

He did not speak, nor did Seasonal Warm speak, and the man's long fingers turned over the information in his hand when she did not exist in general.

Xiaohu looked at the time as he drove and then dared to open his mouth in an atmosphere too quiet in the car: "President Mo, this morning's show ended quite early, do you want to continue your afternoon trip? Or go straight back to the hotel? It's after 12: 00. You and Season President haven't eaten lunch yet. Should we find a place to eat first? ”

“Sure.” Seasonal warmth promised to come down and she was just hungry.

The man did not lift his eyes, and looked at her faintly. When he heard he was going to eat, he said in a refreshing manner: “Whatever. ”

Seeing him speak, Seasonal Warm turned his eyes and looked at him: "Go for Chinese or Western food? ”

Mojing looked at her face as if nothing had happened. Her eyes were cold and she didn't say a word.

Seasonal Warm turned his eyes very consciously and stopped looking at him. He made his own decision: “I've been eating Chinese meals the other day, and there are no special delicious Chinese meals on the side of Beijing. Go eat Western meals today. ”

Xiao Huimimo hasn't spoken, so he continues to drive around looking for a nice looking western restaurant nearby.

When the restaurant warmed up in the late season, they ordered the menu, and Mo Jingdeep threw the menu at Xiaohu again, letting him have some.

Xiao Hu continued Cesar trembling: “Well, President Mo, I know your taste, but I don't really know the taste of the season as a whole, why don't you two have some? ”

Seasonal Warm had no intention of picking up the menu. Anyway, just eat something. She gave Xiao Hu a look and asked him to give the menu to Mo Jingdeep.

And Mo Jingshen has no intention of taking it.

Men understate: “I don't even know what you want to eat. I don't even know how you look at men and how you like to eat. ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

What do you mean, she's a little bit nice to Mr. Vince right now, sarcastic that she can't look at men's eyes and tastes right now?

Xiaohu: “…”

President Mo, is this jealousy?

“Today's position is arranged before sitting close, and Mr. Vinse has taken care of me over the years, and it is not inappropriate to say a few more words to him. Besides, Mr. Vinse pursued me for more than three years, everyone was an adult, and I had nothing to do with him. I just touched my hand and talked. Am I that good? ”

Ink looked at her in silence and her eyes were cool.

Xiaohu had gotten up slowly and felt that the topic was really not suitable for listening to. He whispered: “I'm going to go to the bathroom...”

After that, the soles of the feet flashed like oil.

The waiter beside him was somewhat embarrassed and politely asked, "Miss, what would you like? ”

Generally, men let women in on such occasions, so they are accustomed to asking the woman directly.

Seasonal warmth looked at the menu, didn't want to take up the waiter's time, so he ordered a few things, and the waiter took the menu back and turned around.

Seasonal warmth looks down at the phone.

He doesn't speak, and she won't speak.

Anyway, she hasn't really encountered this matter of deep anger, so seriously angry deep, even when she used to look like glue to him, she doesn't know how to make fun of it, especially now she has no intention of making fun of it.

She doesn't give a shit if she wants to.

Although she has maintained a friendly attitude towards Mr. Vinse and has not consented to it for three years, let alone obscured it, she has been adhering to her own principles.

But for the past three years, Mr. Vinse has helped himself a lot, and has taken care of himself a lot of times. This is true. For the past three years, she has not appeared in deep ink every time she encountered difficulties. He has basically been in a state of rest for her, even following the trajectory of her life. Some things he had to let go and let herself go.

But in the three years that he had not heard of, she could hardly have been stronger than the support and help of her friends, and she was grateful to everyone who had helped her during his absence, so it was impossible for her to take a cold attitude towards Mr. Vince.

There is nothing wrong with caring about Mr. Vinse's body. If Xia Tian's body is not feeling well, she will only adopt a harder attitude of caring more and even taking Xia Tian directly to the hospital.

Between friends, why can't you care?

When Hu came out of the bathroom, he looked at the atmosphere on the table from afar, as if he was still in a cold war.

I hesitated for half a day to go back, but tried to minimize my presence. I dare not say that he arranged SeaWarm and the BGY general manager's seat. I thought he was kind enough to arrange SeaWarm next to the partner, but this happened.

When Xiaohu came back, Seasonal Warm suddenly got up: “I went to the bathroom, too. ”

Xiaohu coughed next to him. In this atmosphere, urination is indeed the best way.

He busily pointed in the direction of the bathroom: “It's reserved for women. It seems to be on the second floor, the first floor is reserved for men. ”

Nod at the warmth of the season, pick up your bag and turn around and go.

Less than a minute after Seasonal Warm left, Mo Jingdeep also got up, his little moustache jumped, he didn't dare to talk, just looked at Mo and then saw that Mo seemed to be going in that direction too.

Just now, he reminded Seasonal Warm that President Mo should have heard, but when Xiaohu's eyes looked in that direction, only his CEO, BOSS, walked straight past the gentle, cloudy path in front of the men's private toilet door, and his long legs directly stepped up the stairs leading to the second floor.

Huh?

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(Nah, I saw your comment, I would apply to the editor about the explosion, but a lot of the manuscripts really hurt me, my book exploded once in May and July, I also needed to adjust the state time, and now during the summer vacation, my baby's kindergarten is also on vacation, the code word is slow when I have children at home. And then in a few days, it's my wedding anniversary with H King, and I intend to go out and play with the whole family, and I need to keep a copy during this period. Not less than 6,000 words a day I did, promised the explosion has never been in arrears, I will be heartbeat, I write, you read the text, but there are individual reader friends to talk to please don't be so angry, as if I owe you a sentence, or that sentence, if you are happy or not, leave.