The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 36: Who is the gossip of Mo Jingshen who dared to pass it on?

The warm season and the darkness of the ink went out of the villa area, completely ignoring the season dream behind the body, followed by her.

I want to go out shopping together, yes, but sitting in the car with ink depth of field, Ji Meng did not think about it.

Don't say that the position of the co-driver can't let the season dream sit, even the back row will not work, and definitely can't let the ink in the scene of Mo Jingshen have a little bit of dreams.

When I arrived at the bus stop, Ji Mengran looked at the crowd waiting for the car nearby, wearing high imitation clothes, carrying a thousand or two cheap bags, squirting unpleasant perfumes with no taste, and suddenly looked disgusted. Hiding away from hiding.

"Sister, let's take a taxi. There are so many people on the bus. There are still a lot of people waiting in line. It is too crowded." Ji Mengran went to the warmth of the season and said that he was doing the final struggle.

"There are not a few stops anyway, and it won't be like a squeeze." The warm season didn't even return, didn't look at her.

“I heard that there are many thieves on the bus, and the taste of these people is very...”

She hadn’t finished talking yet. Suddenly she stopped the bus that they were going to take. A group of people lined up in order, only two or three people huddled up, and Mo Jingshen raised his hand to protect the quarter warmer. After queuing up, the two did not even listen to Ji Mengran’s words.

Seeing the ink depth of the scene is not abandoning at all. He is estimated that he has never been to the bus in this life, but he is actually lining up to stay in the queue!

I think that the last time I heard that he personally bought the rice **** for the season, Ji Meng was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

Seeing that they were on the bus, she couldn't help it for a while, so she had to follow up.

The people in this car are not particularly large, at least there are still a few seats when getting on the bus.

But only two seats are tied together, the other ones are all separate and are in the back row.

The warmth of the season should be in the two positions in the front row, and Ji Mengran just came over and found that there was no place to sit next to him.

"The last few rows have seats."

Ji Meng did not have a way, but had to go behind, but did not expect the last few rows of this bus to sit a few elderly people who often come out to bend, and two old people are coughing constantly, the air here is more than before Said, it’s too dirty to describe...

She stood there for a long time, thinking about whether she should sit down or not. There was a car suddenly braked in front of the bus. She quickly followed the brakes. For a time, the dream couldn’t stand, and she had to scream. Go on.

The old man next to him saw this young girl, and smiled at her with a good look. As soon as she saw her face's disgust and the indescribable expression, the faces of the old people around her face suddenly became indifferent. stand up.

The warm season, she did not have to take the bus, but in the last few years of her previous life, she stumbled on even the bus can not afford to sit, save a long time, cheap transportation has become A habit.

She turned to see the ink in the car not only did not disappoint the idlers here, but also did not even have a discomfort.

Even if he is sitting on the bus, the gas field that belongs to him remains the same, and he is very calm.

The sun outside the window came in, this man is really beautiful.

"Do you get used to the bus?" The season warmer whispered in his ear.

The man smiled low and his tone was calm: "Do you think I have not sat?"

“Hey? Did you actually take the bus?”

The warmth of the season can't believe it. I absolutely can't think of being the heir to the Mohist family. The president of the Indian University, who was born high above, actually had this experience of grounding.

Ink's deep lips spit out a calm and calm word: "When I was studying abroad, I lived alone for two years."

The implication is that he once had an independent life without family members, no servants and aunts.

That kind of life is free to go to the bus where he wants to take the bus, what he can do if he wants to do anything, without rules and regulations, and he does not need to stand in a high position, or even stand up for it. Make a grounding gas.

I really want to know the depth of ink at that time, and what is different from him now.

The season warmed into his ear and whispered, "What should I do? I have been married for so long, but I am still only half aware of you, will you dislike me?"

In the eyes of the man is a long, deep smile, turning her head and looking at her in a low position.

It is such a turn, the distance between the two seems to be able to feel each other's breathing.

This car is full of people, the warmth of the season is a bit stunned, the subconscious is busy to retreat, but the hand was suddenly held by him, did not let her retreat.

The depth of the ink is deep and faint. Only she can hear it: "Mrs. Me, the time is long, we can understand each other every day."

"..."

To understanding?

The warmth of the season was hot, and he was busy pulling his hand out of his hand.

The man did not let go.

The warm season is so blushing, he is holding hands all the way, watching the passers-by on the bus.

Sitting in the last row of the season dreams, one side has to endure the cough and unpleasant taste of those around them, but also to look up at the front row of the intimate two people.

It’s hard to get off the bus, and Ji Mengran rushed down the first time, and quickly patted the clothes on his body, fearing that the various flavors on the car would remain on him.

Turning to see the ink depth of field and the warmth of the car, she said with a calm face: "Sister, you should just pay attention to the impact in the car, I am sitting so far away from you, I see you two I kissed me and mine there, and it was not good for others to look at."

The warm eyes of the seasons swept her cold and cold: "We are husband and wife, but we are not coming out to steal. Love, in the car, say something whispering, but I am afraid to be seen?"

"I mean, Jingshen's brother is also the president of Moh's. If you meet the employees of their company here, you can see that the big BOSS who is usually on the bus is actually on the bus, and it is still so close to a woman on the bus. It’s not good to talk in the company..."

Ji Mengran's eyes fell on the warm hands again, because she hadn't finished talking yet, and the warmth of the season had already caught the arm of Mo Jingshen.

I thought I was a conjoined baby! It can't be separated for a moment!

Now it’s the warmth of the show’s season, it’s really a blind eye!

"What is it so close to a woman? I am the wife of Mo Jing Shen Ming media."

"but……"

The warmth of the season interrupted her: "And the quality of the employees of the Moh Group is not bad, they are not stupid, if you really see it, you will be curious to go online and check my photos to see if I am Mrs. Mo is still some other woman. I am not sure that I will not go to the company to talk indiscriminately without IQ before. Do you think that the gossip of Mo Jingshen is dare to pass it?"

Ji Mengran was said to be a slogan, and his eyes were not open, and he was full of disappointment.

(End of this chapter)