The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 269 Miss Zhou Ji is the wife of Mr. Mo from beginning to end.

The man stood there, the black suit, the light flashed across him, revealing a white inner shirt, the chic expensive and low-profile cufflinks on the wrist swept a cold light under the light.

Xu Yao realized that she had been squandered with alcohol, and she caught a wet and wrinkled hair. She looked up and said: "Who is it! Dare to take the wine and pour the old lady?"

The security guards at the meeting heard the movement and immediately surrounded the past.

Ling Feifei also rushed forward and ran to Xu Yao, who was about to talk. Xu Yao was angry: "People are still above! I don't know which one is bold and dare to splash in this place! What are your security guards doing? Let's take people down with me! I want to see who it is..."

Her voice has not yet fallen, the man on the stairs has gone down, and when I saw the man's trousers and straight legs, Xu Yao’s expression was stunned, and then looked up, only to see the man walking down The black blazer and the white handmade shirt are so clean that you can't move your eyes and you can see the value at a glance.

However, it is down from the stairs. The man's steps are steady and evenly slow. The black leather shoes seem to be a highlight that attracts all the sights. Step by step, go down the stairs.

The man just glanced down and let everyone see the handsome, horrible face.

The same white shirt, but not like the same time in the gymnasium, when they talked and laughed with them, the men’s clear and cold eyebrows, the faint sight swept over them, the eyes were extremely dull and indifferent, obviously he It was the one that had just poured the wine. The beautiful face was not shocked, and it was deep and deep. When it came down, the eyes seemed to have some tulle-like coolness.

Actually it is ink depth!

There was a sigh in the field.

The snoring of Xu Yao’s mouth was also instantly smashed back. Ling Feifei was in the moment of seeing Mo Jingshen, and the whole person subconsciously stepped back.

Not to mention that other people on the field were shocked, and even the warmth of the season did not come.

She turned to look at the man who had already graduated. Didn't he return to Haicheng more than a week ago? Not all these days are busy? She also called him last night. Before she hanged the phone, she still reluctantly said that he thought about him. At that time, he did not say that he would come to T City today to accompany her to the school celebration. The warm season thought that this dress was also worn for himself. Look, I didn't expect him to come.

Feng Ling looked at the man from far and near, and it was clear that Mo Jing had a deep chill in his body.

When those photos were sent to the Internet by Ling Feifei, Feng Ling knew that Mo Jingshen could not let the warmth of the season be pressed by these little girls. The campus network was banned for only one day, but the lightest punishment. They are all behind.

Under the light of various colors in the venue, the handsome man’s face was blurred by the white smog.

Everyone looked at Mo Jingshen, including the school leaders who came to hear the voices and the celebrities present in the audience. I had not received the positive response from his previous celebrations, but he did not expect him to actually be present.

Ink deep went to the warmth of the season, and when she stopped, she watched her hand pinched on the goblet, and sighed with a clear voice: "Pour back."

The warm expression of the season is a stagnation, and in the blink of an eye, Xu Yao, who is shocked by the body, and Ling Feifei, who hides behind her face with a white face.

Xu Yao did not actually spill the wine on her, but if it wasn’t for Feng Ling’s hand, it would have been really spilled.

Xu Yao opened his mouth and murmured: "Mu Zong, you are too directed to her. Can you be a high-profile person in this class of high class?"

Mo Jing deep slender fingers rubbed the empty goblet in his hand, overflowing with a cold smile, putting the cup down: "Derailed? My marital and emotional trajectory is always in the direction of the warm season, never deviated And how come the derailment?"

Xu Yao did not understand for a while, his eyes looked at the inexplicable look of the seasons that were always calm, and then turned to look at Ling Feifei who was hiding behind the crowd with a white face.

Ling Feifei is really afraid to speak now. It is already clear from the words of Jing Jingshen that the truth is already known.

The warm season is really his wife, this is already obvious!

A school leader couldn't stand it anymore, frowning and said: "You guys are thinking about what they are thinking all day long. Miss Ji is always the wife of Mr. Me, but she doesn't like to be idle at home. Mrs. Kuan, so do some business, and take the time to learn business management. Where is it that is hampering you? What is the trouble here?"

That is, a few seconds of things, not only Xu Yao's face changed greatly, all the people who quietly questioned and discussed the gossip in the mid-war, are incredibly looking at the direction of the warm season.

This kind of crowded occasion is not unexperienced, but after all, most of the students here are not familiar with her, and the season warming is really a bit unsuitable.

Mo Jingshen’s hand held her in an instant, and the incredible eyes saw him momentarily holding the posture of the season’s warm hands, which was extremely strange.

No wonder Mo Jingshen will have contact and cooperation with T. Suddenly because the season is warm here...

According to this, if it is not the warm season, the T-year-old library will not be so generously rebuilt. After all, this is not a small expense. It is impossible for any domestic company to repay the money, but This kind of merits and benefits to the benefit of this historical library building can be said to be due to the warmth of the season.

For a time, those students who have not known the truth dare not say more, but instead look at them with all kinds of envious eyes.

Only Ling Feifei Xu Yao this type of person, at this moment, such as the thorns in the back, can not wait to disappear here immediately.

"You really are... Mrs. Ink's wife?" Xu Yao is still a bit embarrassed, obviously has been behind her to make her fight against the warm season of Ling Feifei, this time I can't go to verify, but from Ling Feifei’s attitude should be known, so he will hide so far!

"No matter who I am, even if it is really the head of a small studio that is inconspicuous, it will not be able to point you on my head." The warm red lips are moving, the tone is slow and plain: "I Can a wife who is not Mo Jingshen let you swear and damage the reputation?"

"I am all... listen to Ling Feifei... and those photos, the photos in the last school forum are also Ling..."

"What she has done, I know better than me, can you and her not be a kind of person? People are so close, you can go so close, and together they are talking about right and wrong, who belong to the right and wrong, Don't look at the reality here and put on an innocent look, no one will agree with your low-end acting and character." The season is warm and cold.

(End of this chapter)