Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Xiao Zhenjun also looked at him coldly.

Mo Jingshen gave Sister-in-law Chen a look when they were arguing over the matter of season warmth. "Seasonal director, Xiao Dong, Mrs. Mo needs to rest now. Why don't you two leave the master bedroom and sit down in the living room on the ground floor for tea? ”

Xiao Zhenjun's cold face: “You don't have to drink tea, but I don't feel comfortable with this now. Next time I visit her, don't stop. I promise to just look at her far away and not scare her anymore. ”

Hearing that Xiao Zhenjun, who had always been a superior, actually had such compromise words, Ji Hongwen's calm expression did not speak, and Sister Chen still asked them to leave with a smile.

As for Mo Jing Deep, it was just a faint look at them until they both turned around to take care of the warmth of the season and walked out. Mo Jing Deep's gaze swept over their back. Finally, he left an understatement to the servants outside the door: “Next time Xiao Xi family members come to the garden, don't stop them, it is necessary to tell me before they enter the door. ”

“Okay, Mr. Moore. ”

Mo Jing turned around and walked back to the bed, looking at the little woman who was still hiding in the bed and shrunk in the quilt, sat beside the bed and patted her hands soothingly on her head: "Okay, everybody's gone. ”

She said, helping Season Warm will just be messed up again by herself, and no longer look at anyone outside the door.

Ji Hongwen and Xiao Zhenjun, who have already walked downstairs, although not much of a rivalry, two decades of new resentment is finally a puzzle.

But at this point, the two hearts are the same idea.

And arrogant rich people they've all met.

But such a cold and indifferent son-in-law could only smash her teeth into her own mouth and not say a word.

So who's the closest thing to Seasonal Warm?

Both adoptive and natural fathers are no match for a deep ink.

……

In the master bedroom, Season Warm sat up from the bed, looked out at his head, and then dared to ask, “Those two people just said it was my dad, how could I have two dads? ”

Mojing held the woman to her leg without a word, and then laughed down.

“Which one of these two is the best? ”

“Not much, but why would I have two dads? ”

It's not that easy?

Mojing whispered indifferently: “Forget it, just look me in the eye. ”

“Should I know them? ”

He scratched his lips: “When you get sick, you'll understand, and now anything you say is indigestible to you. ”

“Oh." Season warmed his face and sat in his arms knowingly: “But you all said I was hurt. I didn't even see my wound in the shower last night. I touched it everywhere, and it didn't bleed anywhere. Why did you all say I was hurt? ”

The man's fingers randomly dusted the fine, soft fur on her pajamas sleeve: "The wound has healed, of course it will not bleed again. ”

“Am I badly hurt? ”

“Very serious. ”

“How did I get hurt? Why are you hurt? ”

“For me. ”

Season Warm heard his answer, his eyes looked straight at him for half a day, but he still didn't seem to understand what it meant.

However, just as she was meditating, the man's hand touched her back of her brain and gently pressed her in a direction closer to his arms, then warmed her forehead, the man's kiss fell on her forehead, and then gradually fell down, falling on her eyebrows, on her nose, and finally, when it was about to fall on her lips, seeing her eyes clearly understood, not like fear, but not like emotion, just as if she didn't understand what he was doing.

He paused, didn't want to scare her, so he just gave her a shallow kiss on her lip and let her go in her gaze: “What are you looking at me for? ”

Season Warm's face was still confusing, but now she's blushing. “You were kissing me...”

Man smiles, "You know what kissing means? ”

Seasonal warmth nodded, then shook his head again, then nodded again: “Yeah, that's why you're my husband, no one else can kiss me. ”

Mo Jingdeep laughed because she didn't understand the half of it, but she forced herself to pretend to understand the words. She lifted her hand and pressed gently on her head. “Still got a headache? If you don't want the nurse sent by Dr. Qin to help you press it, let me help you press it? ”

Season Warm lifted his hand and pulled his hand off, shook his head: “It didn't hurt as bad as the other day, but I was stunned here every day. It's so boring. The computer phone that Sister Chen gave me and the movie in the iPad are also not nice. ”

“Rest a few more days, when the doctor says your condition is stable, I'll take you out for a relaxation, but you have to control yourself, don't see strangers and be scared, just trust me, I'll protect you, you don't have to be scared of anyone, huh? ”

Seasonal warmth hesitated for a moment, some grumpy but some eager nod: “Okay. ”

Mojing rubbed her hair with a deep smile.

When Mo Jingdeep left Seasonal Warm's bedroom, Seasonal Warm picked up Chen's sister-in-law's iPad and showed her all kinds of videos and movies, flipped them over and curious about everything.

The man is at home on vacation with the warmth of the season, and wears a soft grey homewear on him, still your son is clean and cold.

Seasonal Warm is tapping into a place on the ipad, which is an action bar of video history. When she opened it, she found a lot of things she had seen before. She was not impressed by the fact that she kept flipping down and down. She went straight to a history record a long time ago, and saw that the video had Seasonal Warm's name on it, and she was curious to go in.

What she saw was the interview in the UK after she was first named a Forbes Chinese entrepreneur. The woman in the video was herself, dressed in a beautiful, skillful and classy business suit, sitting in the interview hall, talking to the spoken English host naturally proud, Quarterwarm found herself able to understand English, even all the contents of the interview.

For example, what Forbes Chinese women entrepreneur season warmth, such as the history of the discovery of MN Group, such as the season warmth in the video, every time she smiled, the confidence of the superiors of a large and medium-sized company that seemed to be unfamiliar, this season warmth made her feel familiar and unfamiliar.

The president of MN Group?

Is this herself?

After a full hour and a half of interview video, Seasonal Warm watched for more than forty minutes and dropped her ipad, raised her hand and knocked her head, but this time she found herself with a headache like it was about to split, and she suddenly lifted both hands to cover her head, dying to press.

There's all kinds of images interwoven in her head, Los Angeles, Cambodia, London, Haicheng... all over the place... and each one of them makes her familiar and strange, spinning in front of her.