Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

At night, Seasonal Warm fell asleep and suddenly woke up.

Sitting beside the bed looking at the ink depth of the company parts, I first noticed her abnormality, threw the company parts in my hand onto the bedside table, and held the little woman who had just woken up and suddenly sat up.

“What's the matter?” The man's low, soothing voice was close to her ear.

Season-warming fingers trembled slowly and uncontrollably, and his shoulders trembled with a brief blank in his head.

“Blood…” The warm eyes of the season were a little empty, as if nothing had been seen, and had been staring at a point in the room, but when Mojing looked at her closely, she saw that there was no focal length in her eyes, as if she had not yet woken up completely from her dreams, but the whole person was in a state of shock.

“I saw so much blood... someone... pointed a gun at me...”

Anyway, Seasonal Warm is also a little woman living in a peaceful world, and this act of blocking bullets, although done by her subconscious mind, does not guarantee her inner fear.

Even people who have been trained in bases of this type XI for many years, face this line of life and death, after escape from death, will have a sense of fear, which is the aftermath of human nature.

“It's okay, it's over. It's just a dream. It's a dream. Don't be afraid.” Mo Jing patted her back softly, knowing that she should be just a convulsion in her dreams, not sober, so the sound was also very low, so as not to really wake her up all of a sudden, but more afraid.

The warm head of the season rested on his shoulder, almost holding his breath, his voice dull said: “A lot of blood...”

More than a lot of blood.

Those are her blood.

Ink held her deep and her lips rested on her ears until the little woman closed her eyes again and breathed evenly.

……

Such a night lasted for exactly three days, and the season warm gradually came out of those nightmares, and she would not wake up from those nightmares while sleeping. On the contrary, perhaps every time she dreamed of something terrible, there would always be a deep soothing sound in her ear, and she would become more and more accustomed to rely on him.

Even during the day when Mo Jingshen temporarily withdrew for two or three hours due to the company meeting, he was not in the Imperial Garden for the past two or three hours. Seasonal Warm either sat alone in bed and shrunk in a quilt and was not allowed to be touched, or he stood in front of the window and stubbornly waited for him to come back.

As soon as Mo Jingdeep returns, Ji Wen will show a smile and will not let go until he is in his arms.

Every time she sees Seasonal Warm, a move that doesn't know how to take into account the eyes of other people and plunges into Mr. Mo's arms, Sister Chen turns away with her eyes directly covered.

Oops, anyway, Dr. Qin said that his wife's illness will be cured soon.

And this is a sweet burden for Mr. Moore.

It seems that since the divorce, the wife has never painted Mr. Mo like this again, but who says Mrs. Mo's feelings for Mr. Mo are long gone? This state of wanting to get close in an unconscious state, or even relying entirely on him alone, is obviously in Mrs. Mo's subjective consciousness, and cannot be separated from him at all.

“Mr. Moore, when you were at the office meeting, the wife refused to eat at noon, and we just went to reheat the meal.” Sister-in-law Chen went downstairs to serve lunch.

Most of these days, Mojing deeply feeds the seasonal warmth herself, or accompany her to watch her eat herself, but as long as Mojing deeply isn't around, don't say it's a meal, don't even drink the seasonal warmth.

Sister-in-law Chen initially thought she was playing with the child's temper, but then gradually discovered that Ji Wen was only afraid, just in case all her unfamiliar people, like afraid of eating something dangerous, refused to open their mouths to accept a bite of something that was being fed.

This subconscious defensive mind made Sister Chen unable to help, so she had to turn to Mo Jingshen.

“Put it on the table, I'll feed her.” Mo Jing said deeply, his hands patted on the warm shoulders of the season: "Sit down and eat first. ”

“You can take me anywhere in the future, I don't want to be here alone...” Seasonal warming sounds boring.

Mo Jingshen had carefully considered this issue before he had just returned from the company.

“Okay.” he whispered softly, "I haven't been going to the office lately, I've been at home with you, I'm not leaving, hmm? ”

“Really?” Seasonal warmth rose, obviously a little confusing about the company and home, and in her confused memory, she didn't even remember being the head of an MN group, but instinctively wanted to find a little sense of security in this place of the Imperial Garden.

After three years alone and three years of hard work, it's a good thing to finally let go of that sense of responsibility and give her a break.

“Really.” Mo Jing shot her in the head: “Can we eat now? ”

Seasonal warmth nodded with hesitation.

Seasonal warmth likes to eat on his own for two days, but every bite he takes likes to get his reward, such as the deep eye appreciation or encouragement of Ink, such as the laughter in his eyes when she eats an extra plate of dishes or a small bowl of rice, makes her proud to keep stuffing her mouth.

Mo Jingdeep sat next to her and watched her eat, picking up the tissue from time to time to help her wipe off a little bit of soup in the corner of her mouth, or to help her wipe away the rice grains in the corner of her mouth.

All the posts up and down the Shine Group have always been orderly, and because he has been traveling around Haicheng and Los Angeles for many years, whether it's his headquarters in Los Angeles or his domestic division, he has dedicated personnel to fill vacancies in his absence, so today he specifically said at the executive meeting that he will rarely come to the company personally in the near future, and any documents or things that must be handled by him can be sent to the Imperial Park by video-conferencing or asked to be handled by Shenmu, who will not appear in the company in the short term.

He must now accompany her for the warmth of the season, so that she will not be affected in any way by her otherwise unstable emotions, and must be seen for peace of mind.

As for MN Group, Xia Tian had already been called back to the company a few months earlier when she was traveling to Los Angeles. Xia Tian's children are now handed over to her aunt at home for help. The company's size affairs are still temporarily managed by Xia Tian, and the senior heads of MN Group are stable under the management of Xia Tian. Although she has raised doubts because she has not shown up in the past few months, after all, Xia Tian is also a very proportionate person with managerial experience, and soon everything will be safe.

Now, finally, it's a rare holiday for two people, deep in ink and warm in season.