Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Seeing the little woman, she couldn't say anything, but her eyes were obviously worried about the look of the night. When the season warm was about to pass directly from him, Ink Jing raised her hand directly and held her waist in her arms.

Seasonal warmth was pressed by his arm, suddenly he turned against the wall, and she pressed his posture tightly against him, she was busy going back, but the man was holding her waist, and he laughed down: “I thought you didn't care, so I didn't say it, so I had to say it before you came back. ”

Even the man with the ability to control her life trajectory, is this selling a meat trick in front of her now?

Think she doesn't care?

She doesn't care!

She doesn't care!

But no matter how much she earned backwards, she still couldn't earn it. The man hugged her, as if he was very satisfied with the embarrassing look on her face. He bowed his head and kissed her on her cheek. He didn't kiss enough. Then he kissed again, until the heat of the season rushed to bite him. The man smiled and kissed her hair directly as she lowered her head. The season warmed and trembled. He lifted his eyes and glanced at him: “You are deep in ink...”

“Admit it, Mrs. Moore, you still love me. ”

Seasonal warm face: “Who wants to talk to you about love or not? Didn't you ask someone to arrange a flight back to Haicheng tomorrow? I'll be back tomorrow, dead or alive in America! ”

Man laughs down: “It does give me a lot of peace of mind to go back to Sea City. This place in Los Angeles isn't for you these days. I'll bring you in myself if you want to come later, hmm? ”

Who's rare!

Seasonal warmth twisted again, still couldn't back off, the man leaned against the wall, held her in his arms, a pleasant and well-earned look, confined her in his arms as if it didn't take his gray power at all.

She struggled a few times and finally had to lean in his arms like this, looking at the man's face close by, looking at his eyes as if it was a smile of comfort and satisfaction, her heart moved slightly and finally calmed down, leaving him to hold himself like this for half a day to speak out: “Do I have to go back to Haicheng tomorrow? ”

The man's hypomagnetic voice was right in her ear: "What? You don't want to go back? ”

“Knowing that you're not safe in Los Angeles, I'm afraid I can't live without you.” It's just that she can't sleep until he gets back tonight for a few hours. If she doesn't hear from him again after returning to Haicheng, I'm afraid she won't be able to stay in Haicheng and may find a way to fly over at any time.

But she also knows that she doesn't seem to be able to help anything here. She is different from the XI base and Nanheng. They are involved in a different field, so even if she stays, it seems that she can only be protected by his people, who will not only occupy their hands, but will probably drag him down.

Returning to Haicheng is indeed the most reassuring way to reassure him and the least dragging him down.

But when I get back...

What if she never answers when she texts him again, or if she doesn't answer the phone?

I'm afraid I can't help it.

“Just go back to Haicheng and I'll make sure you get back safely in half a month.” The man's hand patted on her back: “Trust me. ”

Seawarm, of course, just didn't think it would happen before she came to Los Angeles, and now she's going back to Haicheng in two or three days, as originally planned, and now she suddenly doesn't want to go.

But she had to go.

She lowered her head, no longer backing away or struggling, just put her head in the man's shoulder socket, closed her eyes and said: “Mo Jingdeep, it's actually nothing wrong to suffer with Gan, you don't have to keep me behind, I can do a lot for you, but the only thing I don't want to do is be your weakness. ”

But she knew that she was still his weakness.

So in any case, he had to get her back to a safe place and not allow her to step into danger.

Mo Jingdeep raised her hand almost unconsciously, touching her head, hugging her for a long time before clinging to her hair and asking softly: "When I woke up at Los Angeles Hospital three years ago, I read all the dozens of texts you sent me. ”

Seasonal warmth was silent, but eyes closed.

“One of these texts says you love me.” Mo Jingdeep's voice is very low and light, and the tone is a bit far-reaching: “So, before you take back your so-called dislove, you are mine, your heart can only be mine, you can't escape too far, you should come back when you should, hmm? ”

Seasonal warmth still hasn't spoken.

“The assistant by your side, Hachi, said that in your first year in London, when you hear a lot of noise outside the door, you suddenly go to the door to open it, and then you get stunned outside the empty door.” Mojingshenzhen: “Are you waiting for me? ”

Mo Jingsheng thought that Season Warm would hate him, resent him, and probably never forgive him.

But it wasn't until he found out about the year when she first arrived in London that he was completely out of his mind.

No matter how jealous her mouth was, how serious and cold she pretended, he couldn't believe that what she said about not loving him was that he really didn't.

Ji Wen hasn't spoken, so she was held by a man for half a day, I don't know how long. She suddenly took a deep breath and stuffed her head in his arms and lowered her voice: “Mo Jingdeep, when we get back to Haicheng, let's go back to the Imperial Garden. I want to see what the Imperial Garden that you have rehabilitated is like. ”

“Okay.”

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The next morning, Seawarm was escorted to the airport on time to prepare for his return to Haicheng.

Mo Jingshen sent the little brother who drove yesterday to escort her, and two other bodyguards stayed right behind her at the airport until after security checked into the terminal hall. Ji Wen didn't know that the little brother who drove was going to accompany her directly back to Haicheng to make sure she returned safely to Haicheng before leaving. The other two bodyguards did not follow up, only waiting outside the checkpoint, waiting for her plane to take off.

In the first-class waiting room, the little brother stood by her in a regular fashion, never leaving, and all the passers-by or pedestrians he saw were ordinary people on the same flight who were preparing to leave with their suitcases, with a high safety factor.

Until I boarded the plane and didn't see Mrs. Tu's men follow me.

Seasonal warm luggage is not much, but after all, there is a laptop in it, which, taken together, is a bit heavy.

The little brother walked in front of the plane when he was about to help Season Warm put his luggage in first, and Season Warm followed him, and the people who boarded the plane behind him were lining up in an orderly fashion. After boarding the plane, the first class bathroom was not closed. Just now, she accidentally spilled fruit juice on her hand in the waiting room and turned around to wash her hands before going back to sit down.

As soon as I stepped into the bathroom in this cabin, the door behind me was closed, and there was not much space here, and Seasonal Warm realized that there was actually another person in this tiny space, and he raised his eyes violently ——

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(Almost to the end of the body before the last great scene. - Thanks for walking with me so long, pencil holder.)