The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 145 Four Color Hot Springs

In the eyes of Mo Jingshen, the dark ink is dark, and the thin lips are bent, but the smile is cold: "It is literally."

When the public smashed everything under the thin paper, Mossau’s face was already hanged, his face was furious, and the father and son looked at each other. In the moment, the hall was cold and hail.

An Shuyan, sitting next to An's father, never said anything. When he raised his eyes, he saw that Mo Jingshen was sitting there. Although he was cold, he still maintained a position with the warm fingers and the two wrapped in the suit pants. The long legs are scattered and the whole person looks like a quiet and casual, but the eyebrows have a suffocating above the false peace.

On the day of the warm season, he was locked in the bathroom, and he did not plan to be so calm and calm.

This topic should not be mentioned at present. If it is really necessary to clarify, the last loss may not be the warmth of the season that has been forced by them.

When An Shuyan was about to re-open his mouth in Moshao, the timely warm voice proposed: "My grandfather, I heard that there is a spring eye that was dug up a hundred years ago in the back mountain of Moh, connected to the dragon vein root of Haicheng. It is a natural four-color hot spring that is hard to see in China. I don’t know if the book can be lucky enough to make a bubble in this legendary Mohhot Spring before returning to the United States?"

I heard that this is the wish to transfer the topic, but also want to suspend the scene of this iceberg collision.

Mossau looked dissatisfied and looked at the warmth of the season. The warmth of the season gave him a faint smile. Unlike the words that were in front of the hotel that day, she had a sense of belonging to her in front of outsiders.

Don't look at this young little girl who seems to have been holding the ink in the depths of the field. In fact, she always knows how to cooperate with Mo Jingshen. Every word, every line, every move is seamless.

At this time, the old man of the ink has smiled and said to An Shu: "Oh, it is the private hot spring from home, and there is such a **** you said."

"Mr. Grandpa is really too modest, and Moh's hot springs have always been very famous in the country!" An Shuyan continued to follow the good mood of the elderly: "I heard that the four-color hot springs that often swell the ink can be smashed. Everything is sick."

"It’s all too deified by the people outside. The so-called four-color hot springs are also gradually dyed by the Chinese medicine developed by the Mexican family in the past few decades!" said the old man, and stood up: " It’s just that there are a lot of small hot springs separated by hot spring pools, and you’ve been together with your girl’s family. Since the book is going to be seen, everyone will go to a bubble today!”

Said, the old man said: "Deep depth of field, go with the season hoe, often hot springs are good for the body, Ji Shantou is now carrying the mission of letting me hug the great-grandchildren, this health and fitness thing , can't miss her!"

What the old man said in this regard is really too much to be put in place, and completely obstruct the opportunity of the final performance of the book.

It is also a real season to protect the season.

An's face was not good, and An Shuyan was still a decent smile, but his eyes looked at the position of Mo Jingshen from time to time.

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The Moh's hot springs are not the same as the various high- and low-grade hot springs outside, and are located under the antique stone caves that have been carefully built in the back of the Mohist Mountain.

Although there are many people who come to the hot springs together under the kind invitation of the old man, but fortunately the so-called four-color hot spring is in the middle, and there are several places in the cave that are blocked. Koizumi eyes and small hot springs are just convenient for An Book and the season.

After all, the fathers and a few of them are men. They chat in the four-color hot springs and have nothing to do. The Anshu and the warm season are women. Even if they are wearing clothes, they are still not very good.

The warm season was arranged to the innermost medicine spring. When passing by the rose spring in a stone gate next to it, I saw that Anshuyan had been taken to the place by the servant of the Mohist family.

The medicinal spring is very secluded in the innermost part of the hot spring stone cave.

When I was sitting in the spring, I felt a little hot. After a little bit of adapting to the temperature, I felt a little sweat on my face. I felt very comfortable. I slowly stretched my body and sat in the spring water. The neck and face are all sweating because of the underwater temperature.

It took about twenty minutes to soak, and the season is warm and comfortable to fall asleep.

Suddenly, there was someone approaching behind him, but there was no such thing as a big movement. She suddenly woke up to God. When she turned back, she saw that Mo Jingshen came into her with a scent of four-color hot springs.

The season is warm: "Why don't you continue with Grandpa?"

"I can't let you alone here. The hot springs are soaked for too long, I will take a look." Mo Jingshen said that he just came to see, but the people have come in slowly and come in, in front of her hot spring. At the same time, bring a small fluctuation in the water.

The warm season was originally sitting in the hot spring, the man's arm stretched out in the water, and took her directly and asked, "How are you feeling?"

"Fortunately, it is a bit hot."

Ink deep smiled and glared at her while she was sitting there for a while, and whispered that she was smoked by the temperature of the water to some red face, just about to kiss her face.

Suddenly, there are people outside who are approaching.

The season is warm to hear the sound, afraid of being seen, busy pushing him away.

The man tightened her waist and looked back at it, fading into the book that suddenly came in.

An Shuyan apparently did not expect to see Mo Jingshen here, but did not expect to see them in the hot springs... hold together...

When I walked in, I saw such a scene. Her first reflection was not to leave immediately, but to stand there, as if she had not returned to God for a while.

"Sorry." After ten seconds, she barely returned to God and looked at them: "Mu Zong, I was a little bored in Rose Spring just now, I wanted to come over and find Mrs. Mo to talk, I didn't expect..."

Ink's deep tone is faint: "Nothing to be sorry, but if you and the season are in the same hot spring, it will only be more boring."

An book said a meal.

The warm season is also a glimpse of the book.

The deepest meaning of Mo Jing is that he sat down to find a warm chat in the book, and the final result is that the two women sat together and talked to each other.

Therefore, indeed, she does not need to come to the season to chat, even if it is chat, it will not talk about anything good.

The man’s inconspicuous hiding of the poisonous tongue is really frank and ruthless.

It seems that Mo Jingshen has never had any overstepping with An Shuyan from the beginning to the end, even if it was at the dinner of Shine Group, it was the same hot and cold, and it was the storage of alienation and indifference.

Imagine the warmth of the season, like An Shuyan, a arrogant woman who has always stood on the heights of being envied and looking up, and now has a lot of depression.

(End of this chapter)