Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

The poker game at this table broke up, the man rose up to go to Yongcheng too, season warm focused on counting her chips, Xiao Luno sat beside her and puked and laughed at her childishness.

“So how many millions of dollars in the district can make you happy? ”

“Not so much fun, but happiness is true.” Seasonwarm smiled and put the chips away: “After all, after playing a few rounds of mahjong won money, this is easier than I usually fly around the north of the South China Sea, talking about business contracts to earn money, why can't I be happy? ”

Xiao Luno laughed, just about to get up, suddenly he was thrown two dozen chips in front of him, he made a move and looked at her.

“Give it back, give you a lot of interest.” Seasonal warmth is over, get up and get off the table.

Xiao Luno: “…”

…………

This is a large compartment with several compartments, luxurious and well-equipped.

Season Warm went to the other side after playing cards, Xiao Luno said a few words to the people walking next to her and gave her a look, let her go to a place with few people to stay for a while, in case the people around Yongcheng tried to find a way to go to her to make a trip.

Seawarm turned around, was about to find a place to sit, and sent another text to ask if Hachi had booked her ticket from Beijing to Haicheng online. She didn't have to stay on the side of Beijing for long, so she could leave at any time.

And she just turned around, and suddenly she couldn't stop looking at her eyes.

She paused and her heart pounded.

Those eyes were calm black and seemed to have seen her for a long time after entering the door, calm and calm.

Mo Jing walked deep into her legs and walked towards her.

SeaWarm stood in place, did not move, and did not move his sight, but the other people in the compartment looked at each other differently. When Mojing entered the door, a group of people had not yet reflected it. I didn't expect Mojing to be invited. By the time they finally reflected it, I only saw that Mojing Deep had gone towards SeaWarm.

About two meters away, a figure suddenly rushed over and grabbed the man's arm, excited: “President Mo, are you really here? Quick, go sit inside..."

It was that woman on the poker table who was trying to warm up the hard season.

Mojing stood deep in his footsteps, bowing his head, and his handsome face was apathetic: “Hands off. ”

The woman was so indifferent to him that she saw the deity in the face of a man who was not close to him. She suddenly shrunk her hand in shock. She dared not touch him again without permission. Even the corners of her clothes dared not reach out again. But she hesitated to say: “President Mo, we didn't expect you to come. Since today is the situation arranged by General Yong, do you want to go alone with President Yong...”

“No, I'm not here to have anything to do with Jung's overall offer.” Mo Jingdeep's gaze did not stop on the woman. When he turned to see the chips in Season Warm's hand, his cold, handsome face frowned slightly: “Did you just play cards with them? ”

Seasonal warmth didn't make a sound, it was the default, Xiao Luno came with a smile: “President Mo is a rare customer, why? I rubbed some mahjong with Miss Ji, don't you worry? ”

Originally, Mo Jing's eyes were a little heavy. He heard that Xiao Luno had just been with Ji Wen, even playing cards with her. This gave him a glimpse of Xiao Luno, and his sincerity gradually dissipated.

With Xiao's family present, it did save a lot of trouble.

Xiao Luno walked over, beside the deep side of Mojing, said a sentence in his ear. Of course, the person beside him could not hear this, even the warmth of the season, he could only see Xiao Luno's indescribable laughter as he spoke, and Mojing's constant silence.

But the people in the box are staring in the direction of Mo Jing Deep. I still can't figure out how this great god who has always had a hard time inviting people to come here. Even if Mo Jing Deep doesn't go to this Yong family's birthday banquet, it seems natural that the relationship between Jing Shi Yong and Haicheng Mo family has not been much.

After all, the Mo family does not need to sell the face of a beauty salesman.

So Mojingshenzhen would come here, which is really quite surprising.

Even more surprisingly, Mo Jingshen directly said that his presence here had nothing to do with President Yong's invitation, but after all, President Yong did send him an invitation. Isn't this... the public directly hit President Yong's face?

After a few brief words with President Xiao, everyone was still waiting for Mo Jingshen's plans for the next step. Mo Jingshen didn't even say hello to President Yong and left.

It's him!

Mojing walked directly and publicly with Seasonal Warm's hands!

Apart from Xiao Luno and Yongcheng, the entire compartment is mostly full of shocked faces.

Didn't you hear General Yung's sister always meant that to Mo? Now this...

And then I looked back at Yongcheng, and it was obvious that the face had been slapped in public, and the room was silent for a moment.

……

Before the season warms up, don't forget to exchange your chips for money, until the little money you win really gets into your card.

Watching this obviously tens of billions of women today, Mojing waited patiently for her, without rushing.

Until outside the restaurant, Season Warm saw Xiaohu park outside, probed out of the car window and said hello to Season Warm. Season Warm lifted his hand and swayed Xiaohu. Forget it, he said hello.

“Did you eat?” Man asks.

“Eat some cake, it's too sweet, I don't feel hungry yet.” Seasonal warmth answered truthfully, walking to the door, preparing to open the door with her hands up, but the man next to her had opened it for her to get in.

Seawarm looked at him: "I'll go back to the hotel tonight to get my luggage and go back to Haicheng tomorrow. ”

The man didn't hear her say, "Get in the car. ”

Against his dark dark eyes, Seasonal Warm turned around and got into the car. Xiaohu was still in the state of looking at his nose and nose, automatically shielding all the noise behind the car, focusing on driving, and looking at him should be going to her hotel, not Shengtang Hotel.

By the time we got to the hotel, Mo Jingshen obviously had no intention of leaving, and let Xiaohu drive back to Shengtang Hotel alone.

Seasonal Warm was going to tell him to go back wherever he wanted, but the man said he would send her back to her room to see if her temperature was stable below 37 degrees, to make sure she was okay and he would leave.

Where else could he go?

The season warmed all the way to the lift with no expression on his lips, going upstairs and ignoring the man beside him.

Until she went back to her room, she rushed to the thermometer and picked up the thermometer and looked at the man who was obviously not going to leave: "Thirty-six degrees eight, absolutely fine. ”