The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 227: Is a shirt with ink depth

Chapter 227 is the shirt of Mo Jingshen

Having said that, she is now a second fool in his lap if he wants to move again.

Seeing her stunned, Mo Jingshen was in a good mood and licked her hair: "The gas is also spilled out. If you don't quarrel again, you said it. Now your thorny heart is so comfortable." Did you?"

The season is warm and boring, and the senses of the whole body are on the bottom of his face.

It is clear that she is not moving, how is it still getting more and more panic.

"Small conscience, you still know that I am angry, you have no conscience. As a result, now I am so vocal with me, I think it is better than the voice of the Tuen Mun? Well?" The finger shuttled between her hair, and finally fell down, resting on her shoulder, her hand holding her back neck, so she had to look up and face his face.

Although his voice was down a few points, it seemed to carry a few hints of her, but his faint eyes made her clearly aware that if she did not drink alcohol now, it was not enough to wake up, it is estimated that he would directly put her Press on the bed and talk about it.

But in the end, what is the reason to say that the season warming is still unclear, and there is a faint stun in her head. In addition to the clear face of the man in front of me, it is really clear that the southeast and the northwest are indistinguishable.

However, this is because she is so drunk that she is not going to care about her anymore.

The drunkenness is to avoid the turmoil of all kinds of rhetoric that is going to face up...

It seems that drinking is not a bad thing.

......

When the season warms up and wakes up, the sky outside the window is already bright.

A hangover is really a sinful thing. There are so many people who like to get drunk all night. Every time she wakes up, she wakes up.

She sat up and picked up the quilt and found that she was sleeping in the bed in the apartment bedroom. The two pillows on the bed had only the traces of being sleeping on her side, and the quilt was only opened on her side.

last night……

The impression of the warm season was a little vague, only vaguely remembering some shallow impressions. She raised her hand and rubbed her head, grabbed her hair, tried hard to think back, and couldn’t figure out whether it was an illusion or a real one.

Get out of bed, open the closet, take out the clothes and put it on, then walk out of the bedroom and look at the empty living room.

It’s already at least seven o'clock to look at the sky outside the window.

If it was just an illusion, how did she come back to the apartment last night to live?

Feng Ling knew that she was not willing to come back recently, so it was impossible to send her here by herself.

But if it is not an illusion, there is still only one person in the whole apartment. Quietness makes her suspect that she has accidentally broke into an isolated world, and there is no sound at all.

The season was a little hungry, went to the kitchen to open the refrigerator, and saw that it was still eaten by the aunt two days ago.

She looked at the fruit and food inside and was not interested. She took out a bottle of yogurt and opened the lid while closing the door of the refrigerator, leaving her face blankly.

When I walked back to the sofa in the living room, my footsteps suddenly changed and I saw a glass on the coffee table.

Go over and pick up the cup, there is a small half cup of water inside, put it in the nose and smell it, it is the taste of hangover tea.

She blinked again and looked at a shirt on the sofa. It was a white shirt that the man changed before leaving. It looked very clean, but it was taken up and carefully smelled, and there was still the smell of wine stained by her. And the clearness that only the body of the ink can be seen in the morning is like a grassy clear smell in the morning.

It is a shirt with a deep ink.

It was also Mo Jing Shen who gave her a half cup of hangover tea before she went to bed.

When I turned back, I saw a pair of indoor shoes that were out in front of the door. The gray ones were all sorted out by the aunts before, but they were put on the clothes by the ink-stained door.

Another pair of pink indoor slippers is being worn under her feet.

Some of the drunken memories reappear little by little.

The warmth of the season suddenly turned around and walked around the apartment. Although the apartment was as quiet and empty as ever, it was really too big to live alone. But she saw a man’s razor in the bathroom. And mint flavored soaked in water.

After a round of laps, the warmth sat directly on the sofa, and the body leaned back, and the head rested on the back of the sofa.

So last night was true.

What did she say to Mo Jingshen last night?

Even she seems to be pulling on his collar and yelling at him. What is it?

He left his traces in this apartment again. Does it really mean that he doesn't care?

But this early morning person is not there. It is impossible to have something too much that she had smashed last night, and gave him away.

The warmth of the season pressed the forehead, and the eyes stared at the small cup of tea on the coffee table. After thinking about it, I suddenly picked up the phone and looked at it.

No phone calls, no SMS messages.

......

It was already more than eight o'clock when the season warmed out from the apartment. Professor Lin's daily classes started at eight o'clock. It was already late, and it was too late to buy breakfast. He went straight to T.

After rushing to the classroom, Professor Lin was in class, only looked at her, and did not ask anything, she told her to sit down quickly.

On weekdays, Professor Lin Lin is very strict with the management of these scorpions. No one can be late. If you are late for more than three times, you don’t want to stay here again. But today, nothing has been said, so the season is warm and you can sit down.

"You drunk to that point last night, I thought you would sleep all day today." Bai Wei whispered aside as he sat down in the warm season.

Not to mention that this season is almost forgotten, last night she was drinking with Bai Wei.

Later, I was drunk and unconscious. It seems that Feng Ling came to help her.

What happened after that?

It is impossible that she was caught by Mo Jingshen when she was still in the house.

"I had a sip of tea last night, and I had some alcohol. My biological clock was very punctual, and I woke up at the point." The warm season did not explain much, and said plainly.

"Leng Ling didn't go with you last night? You two didn't go back to the bedroom yesterday. You are here now, why is Feng Ling missing?"

The warmth of the season should be in the position where the seal should sit, and the position is empty.

Is it because Feng Ling thought that she would have been with Mo Jing in the past two days, so she did not continue to follow her?

"I don't know, I will call her a little while to ask." Ji Wen warmed his eyes back from that position, but his heart was a little hesitant.

However, in her impression, Feng Ling has always had a beginning and a end, and it is very reliable. Even if she thought she would be in Mo Jingshen, she did not come to class for a while, but at least she would call the season warmer or send a message.

Can warm up from the morning to the present, have not received any news of Feng Ling.

(End of this chapter)

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