The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 161, Mo Jingshen did not deny this incident tonight, that means this is true.

The darkness of the ink was dark and chilly. Looking at Miss Han’s frightened and unwilling eyes, the season that did not speak for a long time was in my arms.

The warm season only silenced for a moment, faintly said: "Miss Han, you don't have to say this irrelevant nonsense to provoke me, whether it is an ex-girlfriend or a so-called fiancee, in the face of effective marriage law in our country, it is the same as nothing, know what Is it a legal marriage? Know what a wife is? Who is this man, and I need to tell you?"

Mo Jing Shen looked down at her face and looked at the words she had spit out with a pair of red lips. His twilight was mixed with warmth and even a light smile that everyone could see.

Miss Han did not give her heart to her: "A marriage that someone else has booked can be dissolved. What if you get married? It is not the same divorce!"

After the warmth of the season, the two words of divorce are exceptionally repulsive and sensitive.

She blinked, blinked, and said coldly: "You have seen the sincerity of apologizing. I have seen it. If you want to save yourself, don't talk so much nonsense. How many sentences are not the same result? There must be no clothes."

Originally, from the beginning of the season, I didn’t want to let it go. Now that she wants to make things so unstoppable, then this bitter fruit is what she asked for.

When Feng Ling received the suggestion of the warmth of the season, she had just stepped up and tried to stand up.

Miss Han was so sad that she sat on the floor, and she just wanted to say something, but she was suddenly interrupted by the cold voice of the man.

Ink deep eyes are very cold, and the low voice is clear and indifferent: "I will give you another minute."

Miss Han was trembling, and her helpless eyes looked at her father. Miss Han’s father wanted to talk, but she was blocked by several bodyguards wearing black clothes and could not go forward.

Miss Han was so horrified that she had been grinding for more than a minute, and she still only untied the zipper on her dress. Both hands were still dead.

Mo Jingshen did not intend to continue to waste time here, his eyes fell on Feng Ling, and Ling Ling immediately nodded.

“Tear---”, the clothes on Miss Han’s body were instantly torn open.

With the scream of Miss Han, the season warmed and frowned, but did not speak, Mo Jingshen had taken her away from the crowd, and did not even look at that direction.

When the scene was taken out by the ink, the warmth of the season was no longer screaming behind him.

Mo Jing took her away and didn't say a word more, but her hand was tightly held by him.

Never, it has never been so tight.

Some pain.

She looked at him and whispered: "Depth of field..."

Ink Jing Shen’s action was a little loose in her hand, but she still took her hand and said, “Go home.”

The season warmed nodded: "Oh."

When I think about seeing if Miss Han is really taken off, it’s too late to go back. The person has been taken out of the hotel where the party is.

Sheng Yi Han is in the crowd, his eyes are focused on the back of the woman who disappeared in front of the door, his face is calm, but his mouth is smeared with a trace of sex.

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It was already late when I returned to the Royal Garden. Chen Hao had already slept.

Ink deep opened the window of the bedroom, and the cool breeze came in at night. The man's black short hair was blown by the invisible and somewhat messy, but still did not lose his grace.

After the warm bathing, he did not look back at her, but still closed the window when she left the bathroom, lest she catch cold.

"I didn't eat anything at night, didn't you eat it?" asked the warmth.

The man's warm and deep gaze turned and looked at her calmly for a few seconds. The gaze was with a penetrating look. Only half a sigh of sorrow in her black and white, faintly spit out a few words: "Nothing. Do you want to ask me?"

The warm season still has something to say, but I still hesitated when I got to the mouth.

The so-called once mentioned in Anshang’s mouth may be about the fact that Mo Jing has been engaged in marriage. Although she is not quite sure what kind of past he had in the United States, she determined that Mo Jing Shen is tonight. If you don't deny this, it means that this is true.

Since he gave her the opportunity to ask, she certainly didn't want to have a flaw in her heart.

The season warmed up and stood in front of him and asked, "Have you ever loved another woman before me?"

Ink Jing Shen held it on the railing near the window, leaning against the window in the Royal Garden Villa with a blue water swimming pool, looking at her in the evening, lifting her hand up, she was still wet after she had just showered. The hair was licked.

"No," he replied.

I didn’t ask any more words in the warm season. I just pulled away the smile: “Then I have nothing to ask.”

Seeing the attitude of the woman, Mo Jingshen smiled low and raised his hand to loosen the buttons on the shirt: "Hungry? What do you want to eat?"

"You go to take a bath first, Chen Hao has already slept, I am going to cook two bowls of noodles, although it is not good for you, but at least it can be eaten." Ji Wen said and turned to take his dressing clothes. Come out and urge him to take a shower.

Mo Jingshen looked at her open and clean eyes, staring at her for a long while, and took the clothes: "Good."

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The season is warm in the kitchen, watching the boiling water in the pot, until the water has been open for a long time before I think of putting the noodles in.

After hearing the sound, Chen Hao got up and put on a piece of clothes to help her cook. She was warmed up by the season and let Chen Hao continue to go back to the room to rest.

After cooking the noodles, she picked up a tray and placed the two bowls on top and put them up together.

I just put down the tray in my hand and turned back to see the bathroom door open. The man casually wrapped a white bath towel around his waist. His skin color is healthy and he is whiter than the standard man's healthy color. There is no feminine at all, the standard is enough to describe the body with perfection, the texture is even and clear, and the water drops that have not yet dried are rolled down from the chest and hidden in the bath towel.

Although he has been living together for so long, the season warmer often wants to press him back into the bathroom and let him dress and come out again.

"That, taste the taste. Since that time I have eaten what you have done, I haven’t cooked it for a long time." The warm side said, sitting at the table and picking up the chopsticks and taking a taste of himself.

Fortunately, when she was in the kitchen, she was distracted except when she first started boiling water. Later, she was always paying attention to the softness and hardness of the noodles. It was not cooked too badly. Although the taste was not as good as the ink, it was also Not difficult to eat.

Ink Jingjing looked at her and was about to go. As a result, the little woman ate her mouth full of noodles, and looked at him with a slap in the face. She said vaguely: "You must wear clothes first!"

Mo Jingshen looked at her side and smiled. She opened the window before, and the room was a little cold. He looked at her and turned and went to wear a bathrobe.

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(To believe in the control of Qingqing's plot, we must also believe in our ink, and read the text with peace of mind - don't rely on your own speculation to guess the plot~)

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