Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

The man took me back to the office, and now it's Shine Group time, and there's already a secretary waiting in the office.

When they returned, the secretary took a look at the warmth of the season and made sure that she was not an outsider. She went straight up to report some work matters to Mo Jingshen. Mo Jingshen did not say much after entering the door. After hearing the secretary's report, she took over the documents, read a few pages, and whispered a few words.

It was not until the secretary left that silence was restored in the office.

Season Warm sat in his office all the time, but when he was just busy working, she just got up and poured a glass of hot water into the water dispenser.

However, looking at her from the perspective of Mo Jing Deep, the woman was drinking water with a cup, and the expression on her face was cold and cold.

“The black pot on your head for two or three days has been unraveled, the biggest problem has been solved, are you going to reward me with this cold face? ”

Season Warm glanced directly at him with no expression: "How else would you like me to return the favor? Do you want me to give my life here? ”

The man snapped his lips slightly: “That's a good idea, too. ”

Seasonal Warm turned a white eye directly at him: “I'm tired, I'm sleepy, I want to go home to sleep. ”

She hasn't had a good rest in the past few days. She ran to his office in the middle of the night last night and sat in the hallway for so long. She only slept for an hour and a half in the morning. Now that things have been resolved and her mood is much easier, she is not going to think about anything. She just wants to sleep well and rest and adjust her mind.

Also, she needs time to think about how to face this man...

Season-warming faces do have obvious fatigue, and the deep sound of the ink is a little lower: “Then go back and rest, take a good bath, and get some sleep. ”

Seasonal warmth didn't talk anymore, so she got up and left.

“I'll give you a ride. ”

“No, I drove Summer Sweet last night. She's still at my house. I'm driving her back. ”

Her current state needs rest and mood needs to be cushioned. Mojing looked at her for a moment, nodded her head, and her voice was gentle and patient: “You haven't rested well in recent days, stay awake while driving. ”

Seasonal warmth ignored her.

The man smiled in front of her and said, "Drive safely, Mrs. Mo. ”

Season warmed his footsteps and suddenly turned his eyes and slammed him: “You call me that again, believe me, I'll write you another divorce papers tomorrow? ”

The man snapped his lips slightly: "I believe, Mrs. Mo. ”

Seasonal warmth: "……"

She turned around angrily and was about to leave. The man probably saw her fried hair again, smiling lightly and having a good temper: “See you tomorrow. ”

……

By the time Seasonwarm drove back to Moon Lake Bay, Xia Tian had already left. She had just sent her a WeChat message saying that her little baby had not seen her mother all night and had been crying. It was useless to invite her aunt to hug her all night, so she hurriedly drove home the Seasonwarm car.

Seasonal warmth first took a bath, the whole person did relax a lot, then went back to bed with a pillow and slept hard all day and night.

Early the next morning, after all the cursing and dirty water thrown at him had been washed away by the truth, the season warmed up very well and went straight back to the office.

And Mo Jingshen's so-called "see you tomorrow," she slept with him and didn't plan on seeing him at all.

This kind of man, probably the only one who can keep him out of control right now, her mood, her freedom, her thoughts, he can't control them, occasionally let him miscalculate, season warm at least some balance in his heart.

The next day, Ji Wen was preparing to return to his home, but suddenly received an invitation from the city's new official charity, which set up a banquet for the purpose of charity, inviting most of the Haicheng business community famous people, said it was a charity, in fact, just to cage these rich people in the city, after all, the official business has never divided the home, let alone charity, many times must still need merchants to cooperate.

The charity dinner is scheduled for tomorrow night, not as a deliberate missed season, but as an invitation was received three days ago.

Seasonal Warm was misled by the city leaders about those photos the other day, thinking that she was really doing the wrong thing, and didn't plan on putting her on the invitation list, and suddenly cleaned up the dirty water, and it sent her an invitation letter in time.

So when she received the invitation, it was only a day away from the dinner.

So the warmth of the season didn't make it back to the season home, and I took the time to pick out a dress.

At night, the season was warm in bed, his eyes closed, but he slept too much yesterday, causing a bit of insomnia tonight.

She picked up her phone and looked at the WeChat avatar that was deep in ink. How do you feel about that? She simply searched the Internet for some pictures of the iceberg and gave ink deep into the past.

She just sent over for a minute and the man replied: [?]

Seasonal Warm: [Replace your avatar quickly, these pictures of the iceberg are suitable for you to use as a avatar, it fits perfectly with your people, do not always hang my pictures on top.]

Ink depth: [?]

Another question mark.

I wonder if he is busy or what he is doing at this time, season warmth impatiently sent him another sentence: [Replace it quickly.]

This time the man finally typed, but briefly and simply angry: [no change.]

Ji Wen put a voice to him with his phone in his mouth: “Mo Jingdeep, use my photo as a avatar again, believe me, I hacked you? ”

Yet the man replied: [Don't be ridiculous.]

Seasonal warmth: "…”

She suddenly threw her phone to the pillow and lay there looking out the window at night.

In fact, think carefully, in all these years, Mo Jingshen has never done anything to sorry her. If she really wasn't divorced, then her snack would have been so calmed down. The only thing that made her angry was that he had always been above all emotions of reason and calm.

People who are too calm are really scary, aren't they?

After closing her eyes for a moment of silence, she suddenly picked up her phone and opened Mo Jingdeep's WeChat, quickly adding the man's WeChat directly to the blacklist.

Seeing him stay on the blacklist, Seasonal Warm breathed out a sigh of breath. He turned his phone into a mute and was going straight to sleep.

Shortly after she closed her eyes, however, she felt a glow, turned her head and saw her phone screen lit up, and it had been lit for a while.

She looked over and looked. It was Mo Jingshen.

Quarterwarm stared at the number on the screen that she had not saved since returning home. She didn't reach for it until she was about to automatically hang up. At the moment when she finally answered the phone, it was quiet. Then the man's low voice seemed to be wrapped in a light smile, and there was no unexpected smell: “Did you really hack me? ”