Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

The season warmed up and instantly let go of his fingers and patted him open again.

The man grinned and pinched her soft powdered cheeks because of the tide, smiling on his lips: "When are you shy, you like to beat people up? When did you learn to be so violent? Just because Feng Ling went to England with you for a year? Did she teach you all that? ”

“Guanling taught me some defensive techniques. ”

Mo Jing kissed her delicate chin deeply and smiled as she kissed: “She was eaten to death in front of Nan Heng, and she had the ability to go to England to teach you how to defend herself. Looks like you didn't protect her much that year. ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

Speaking of, the year Feng Ling went to England to accompany her, she really slipped away from Nanheng. Later, the scene of Nanheng going to rob people back was also fierce enough, but Feng Ling was completely ungrateful.

When I saw her, I could still think about other things. The man lifted the quilt, fished her in, and continued.

Seasonal warmth opened her eyes in the quilt, watching him in the dark with vigilance, but the man used his strength to pull back the consciousness that she had just flown away, even completely careless to think about other things...

After all, considering the excessive energy consumed the night before the warmth of the season, Mojing did not torment her all night.

But the warmth of the season didn't work either. He lay still on the pillow with his eyes closed, and the man hugged her and just lay with her in the bed in the rest room of her office.

Her nose smells like her hair, and Mo Jingdeep sleeps like this tonight.

……

The next morning.

The first thing in front of her eyes was the woman's white porcelain skin buried under her long hair. She still slept heavily and breathed evenly. She woke up once at night and fell asleep with him in her arms. She leaned back in his arms and slept extraordinarily quietly.

Mojing took a deep look at the time, it was over 7: 00 a.m.

Looking at the sleeping face of the woman in his arms, he had no time to think more about it and kissed her directly on the chin.

Seasonal warmth was awakened by the raw kiss, her eyes opened in confusion, the handsome man's face magnified in front of her eyes, she closed her eyes again, wanted to turn over to continue sleeping, the man did not let her move, only left a wrapped kiss on her lips, until Seasonal warmth was so kissed to wake up, she lifted her hand and pushed it in front of his chest: “deep in ink...”

“Hmm?”

“Aren't you going back to America today?” She's still sleepy and sleepy.

“Mmm.”

And she muttered, “What time is it? ”

“Seven fifteen. ”

After hearing the time, Seasonal Warm only reopened her eyes. The company has to make up for Monday morning meeting this morning. It starts at 8: 00. If she gets up now and takes a bath and packs up, she probably doesn't even have time for breakfast, so she'll be late for bed.

But even though Mo Jing had let her go in the middle of the night last night, she was still tired and sleepy. She complained in her mouth and turned herself over in bed with a quilt and said: "I'll sleep for another two minutes. I'll be up in two minutes. ”

Ink depth: “…”

He flipped over the woman who was still sleeping with the quilt in her bed and did not hesitate to kiss her again. The kissing season warmth had to open his eyes and looked at him confused: “What are you doing...”

“Get up, have breakfast and go to a meeting. ”

“ …… ”

Season Warm turned a white eye to the ceiling: "Are you sure you're going back to America today? How do you feel more free than I do? You can't eat a breakfast without eating it. ”

"Watching you eat breakfast, I went back to the office and flew in the afternoon. ”

“... you wouldn't be ashamed to want me to drop you off?” She somehow thought the man seemed intent on packing her up and taking her to America.

“No need.”

After hearing these two words, Seasonal Warm finally lazily climbed out of the nest, turned around and saw the ink depth had lifted the quilt out of the bed, the shirt trousers on the man had some wrinkles, but it didn't affect the whole thing, the clothes of the shirt just had to be ironed before she left the door, just as she had a spare ironing machine in the rest room, the curtains because she accidentally pressed the button beside the bed when she woke up, had opened automatically, the sun from the window had fallen on the man, he had a slightly messy short black hair, the five officials' profile was extra clean and handsome in the morning light.

It was not her intention to lazy the bed again, and the man turned to the bathroom.

Seasonwarm looked at his tall back and rubbed his hair with his hands up. Although he was still sleepy, he finally got up fatally. After all, even if he didn't eat breakfast, he couldn't sleep at this time.

The water in the bathroom rang, and she looked in that direction.

That's when I think about what happened to him last night.

He said to go back to America today.

He said he wanted her to have dinner with him.

Then when I sent her back, it was raining and I took a shower here, and then things went out of hand...

And then, holding him to sleep, after a night, it was like a lovely couple living together, getting her up, telling her to have breakfast, and then she worked, and he was going to fly back to the United States in the afternoon.

Without this return to the United States, everything seemed perfect.

Was this man deliberately reminding her of the times when the two of them were together, trying to make her remember all of this and come back to him when he got back from America?

According to the theory, Seasonal Warm should be angry with this man because of every step he has taken, but when I think of him going back to the United States, I don't know when he will come back, and the smoke dissipates when I wake up.

Mo Jingdeep took up only a few minutes of her bathroom. After all, they both washed it after last night. He simply rinsed it and came out. Seasonal warmth saw him come out, so he had to get up and wash.

After cleaning up, pushing the bathroom door was just about to go out, and I remembered that this was the company. I was going to have a meeting in a moment. I simply took my bag and put some light makeup on my face. I turned around and found the man with the long and cold hair reclining on the door frame, and his deep black eyes looked at her silently and focused for a long time.

She was wearing lipstick and her hands were slightly distorted. She hurriedly wiped them twice and dropped her hands and coughed dry: “Why are you looking at me like that? ”

The man looked at her and lowered his voice: “Actually, waking up like this every day, standing next to you after washing, watching you make up, is not a pleasure. ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

Is this man talking to her?

……

When going to breakfast, the season warms up with a professional outfit to be worn at a meeting for a while, but I'm afraid I'll get the scent of breakfast, so I put a light blue thin coat on the outside.

A man's extra patience with her on weekdays is even more overbearing today.

When he left the house, he naturally held her hand, and a while before the season warmed, he realized that Mo BOSS was really obsessed with holding the hand, and when he thought of going back to the United States, he simply didn't shake it off.