The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 340 does not know what to install, it is the most embarrassing

The warm season sits here with the mother of Mo Jingshen's next sentence, and when Mo Jingshen enters the door, he sees the warm expression of the season.

The living room is very hot. Not far from the wall, there is a fireplace in the West. It is facing her direction. The little woman seems to have forgotten to take off her coat. I don’t know if it’s embarrassing or hot. There are some red rushes.

Ink's deep eyebrows rose slightly, and there was a little smile in his eyes: "No more clothes, this dinner will be baked for you."

Wanzhu was reflected at this time, laughing and watching the warm season: "How did you get into the door without taking off your coat? In this room, twenty-eight degrees, how hot, give me the coat, ask someone to help you. Take it and hang it up."

In the warm season, I was busy taking off my coat, handing the clothes to the servant who came over, and nodded to the maid.

It’s like finding that the warm season is very different from what I saw when I first got married. Ms. Wan Zhu smiled: “The last time I saw you, it was still the wedding of you and Shen Shen. You were actually very afraid of life. Right now, it seems that your relationship with the younger couple is getting better and better, and you are no longer so unfamiliar to me?"

"I was a bit afraid of life that day. It was not very polite at the time. Don't mind." The warm season is because of this, so now I am a little embarrassed.

"I don't mind if I don't mind. When I was young, I just married someone. I was also very disgusted with the relatives of the Moh family. I don't know one or two. Every one has to say hello to me. I am obviously annoyed. I still have to keep smiling. It feels like I understand too much. After waiting for a long time, I will be familiar with it slowly.” Wan Zhu said that he turned to look at the ink in the depths: “Deep depth, is the injury really not serious? I heard that you have lived in a hospital for a long time."

"It's all right." Mo Jingshen is still gentle to his mother, and his tone is slow, which is a completely different attitude from the cold eyes between Mossau.

"That's good, you haven't come back for a long time. Since you came back with warmth this time, it's better to stay at home for a few days. Anyway, the country is still on vacation now. Don't worry about it when there is nothing urgent."

"Look at the situation."

It is also very difficult for Mo Jingshen to have no direct rejection.

Su Lao and Su Zhilan entered the door with Mosuo at this time, and saw that the warmth of the season was being taken by the mother of Mo Jingshen. Su Lao laughed: "The news of Jing Shen’s marriage is really sudden, not at all. I know, I didn’t expect this year to be a coincidence. I was fortunate to see Mrs. Mo."

The warmth of the season heard the voice turning back, and got up and said to the old man: "Hello."

Su Lao smiled and nodded to her. Although she was laughing, she obviously couldn’t smile. When she looked at her eyes, she blinked and talked with Mosuo. The warm eyes of the season looked at Su Zhilan and looked at it. Zhilan was thoughtfully removed from the line of sight. At this time, the warm season was being screamed by the mother-in-law of the mother-in-law of Mo Jingshen, and it was obviously not intended to face each other.

When the season warmed down again, Mo Jingshen had already put down his jacket. There was a period of no return to the company, and he did not need to hang the identity of the president of Moh. The man was tall and tall, and the pale weakness in the hospital had faded the other day. He I only wore a white sweater, and the straight trousers wrapped his long legs gracefully. When I dressed it up, it was very conspicuous in the Western-style villa where there was not much Spring Festival. He was a little lazy to sit in the season. On the sofa on the same side, I heard that Wanzhu had been warming to the warmth of the season. He smiled at the corner of his mouth and looked at them silently.

Mo Jingshen has indeed not returned for many years. Even the servants who watched him grow up do not know that he should be called Mo Shao or like other people to call him a general manager. A younger maid saw him return. It seems to be extraordinarily happy. When I came forward, I put the very red apple that I just washed out into his hands.

When you look at each other, you know that you must have watched him grow up.

Mo Jingshen did not refuse, he was sitting here, holding a red apple in his hand, his fingers were slender, his bones were distinct, he might have lived in the hospital for a long time, and he had not been exposed to the sun for a long time. His skin was whiter than before. The difference between skin color and apple red is obvious. He smiles faintly, and asks the old servant a few words.

It seems that in front of his mother and the old servants of these Mohist, Mo Jingshen will wear another temperament, warm and jade-like, and approachable, warmer than the attitude of treating people when they are on weekdays.

Afterwards, they were invited by Mosuo to sit down and chat together, and when they talked about the reasons for the death of Mo Jingshen and Jiwen, Mo Jingjing looked as usual, and his eyes followed in their faces: "Today is the Chinese New Year. On the day of family reunion, it seems that this chat is not my marriage."

Su Zhilan took the words at this time: "Yes, the warm season is also the first time to come to Mohist. The inside and outside should not be particularly familiar. If you talk to Grandpa and you, she will definitely be uncomfortable."

"I am fine." Ji Wen said: "After all, it is also my own home. What is uncomfortable?"

Su Zhilan’s smile on his face was stopped, and he said, “Well, I’m very fond of you, I’m afraid that you’re not used to it. I’m still trying to let Zhu’s first go to her. I will accompany you in this ink house."

Speaking of this, Su Zhilan laughed again, as if he did not see the warmth of the season and the indifferent perfunctory, laughing: "This American Mohist and Haicheng Mohist should be very different. Well, there are a few Roman statues from the 1980s in the collection of the Uncle. I look at it every time I look at it. Miss Ji, do you want to see it, I will guide you?"

The season is warm and faint smile: "I don't know much about the Roman statue. Since Dad has specially collected these, it is definitely an expert. I don't want to go to Lucy. I don't know what to install, it is the most embarrassing."

"I just saw Miss Ji, you seem to be sitting here and do not adapt to the atmosphere and environment of the Mohist family. I want to take you out and take a walk." Su Zhilan hooked his lips and said: "When you visit, what is it? What about the relationship?"

"If you don't like warmth, you don't have to go back to see those things. Those are the things that his father had collected over ten years ago. I usually don't bother to pick people up." Ms. Wan Zhu opened her mouth. "When I stayed here for two days, I spent a lot of time walking around at home. I just came back now, sit for a while, take a rest, don't worry."

Su Zhilanben came to the mouth, because the person who opened the round at this time was the mother of Mo Jingshen. He didn’t say much more at the same time, only smiled: "The right to say to Zhu, the first time to come to Mohist, always Stay for a night or two, otherwise the relationship between the mother and daughter is as strange as a stranger."

(End of this chapter)