The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 366, after returning to Haicheng, I am afraid that many things will be controlled by him.

Wanzhu handed the cup to the past and smiled and said: "Sure enough, it is a relative, not drinking, not drinking, even if you are polite."

When she said that she would put the cup aside, and then look at the season warmth: "Sit down and rest, there is care in the depth of field here. When you come back to Haicheng and you take care of him, don't worry now."

Qin Situ entered the ward at this time and heard the conversation: "He has no serious physical condition at present. As long as the symptoms of occasional headaches are alleviated, the rest will be fine. Even if you return to Haicheng, it does not matter. You do not need to take care of it. After all, after sleeping for two months, the healing has healed and the recovery has been restored."

Wanzhu nodded happily: "This is the best, otherwise I will not worry about letting them go back."

The season did not sit down, but walked back two steps to stand by the window. After Qin Shiting and Wanzhu said a few more words, they looked at her in a blink of an eye: "The season is warm, come over and help me get the medicine."

"Good." The warm season is really incompetent in this ward. If no one else is there, she might be able to find a chance to talk to Mo Jingshen.

But now she can't even insert a sentence.

After leaving the ward, Qin Siting walked in front, she followed, to get the medicine, Qin Siting looked back at her and looked at her: "What is the problem between you?"

"Nothing, some small things, it will be good after returning to Haicheng." The season warmed down and smiled.

Her smile is simply not at all, and obviously not telling the truth.

When Qin Siting saw her, she did not intend to say that he would not have been curious to ask, handed the medicine to her, and patted her shoulder: "Well, don't be like me, torment, this kind of feeling." Things are the most difficult to tolerate."

The season nodded warmly.

When she was alive, she was too tossed. In the face of Mo Jingshen, she made a lot of tolerance for her tolerance and patience.

The present ink Jing Shen is the ink Jing Shen deep that she has achieved with her hand.

Now, he is strange, and it is difficult for her whole heart to be stable.

"The current situation between you and Mo Jingshen, he obviously did not intend to let his parents know that it can still seem calm in Los Angeles, but after returning to Haicheng, I am afraid that many things will be controlled by him. You better have a heart. Prepare." Although Qin Siting felt cruel, he still said it.

"I know, but I won't get divorced, absolutely not." The season warmly said softly.

Qin Siting Junmei picked one: "I hope you can hold on."

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Four days later, Mo Jingshen was discharged from the hospital.

In the next three days, it was the day of returning to Haicheng. Mo Jingshen immediately called for a flight back to Haicheng. After three days of discharge, after Wanbai’s advice, he finally agreed to stay in the Moh family for a few days.

The day of discharge was very cold and the wind was very strong. Many people who had been difficult to visit the ward were waiting in front of the hospital, including the settlers.

An Father smiled at Mossau: "Young people are physically good. If you have such a big thing, you will recover after two months of rest. Unlike us, if you are old, you can just drop it and touch it. ”

Mossau smiled and said: "It is true that when the old clothes are served, they have to be old. This physical quality is different from that of young people."

An Father also said hello to Mo Jingshen. Mo Jingshen sneaked a faint sigh on An's father. He just walked down the stairs in front of the hospital. There is still a road away from the parking position. The warm feeling of the season is too Big, she had brought the jacket of Mo Jingshen before, in the bag in the hands of K.

The warm season turned and went to A K to take the clothes over. He quickly went to the ink of Jing Jingshen and was about to put the coat on him. The ink was deep, but it was a step forward, as if she didn’t see her, she would The clothes that were being worn were avoided, and the warm hand movements paused. Holding the clothes was about to continue, but suddenly I heard the following Anshu said: "Deep-depth, clothed clothes, the wind is too big." ”

Saying, An Shuyan will not know whether it is newly bought, or a dark gray coat taken from Mohist is covered behind Mo Jingshen.

Ink has not avoided it, and his face is also peaceful without any intention to refuse or dissatisfy.

The season warmed down, and after standing in the crowd, almost everyone's attention was placed on her at this moment. This little indifference and neglect was only realized by her alone.

"Mrs. Me, this dress..." Ah K came over and handed the bag to her: "Or else it should be installed first."

The warmth of the season handed the clothes to A K, and then I saw An Book in the crowd when I blinked. After I put a piece of clothes on the ink, I walked around with him. When I got to the door, she raised her hand. Help him, when the man’s slender figure was sitting in the car, his arm was supported by the book, and he did not wave.

The feeling of being digging a big piece at once was coming again.

Until everyone should go, the car on the bus, the other busy, other warm, after the warm season, and finally sit in the car that Mojing took, Mo Jingshen has quietly sat with his eyes closed. In the leather chair in the car, I don’t know if I fell asleep or just closed my eyes, but I didn’t have a warm look from the beginning to the end, as if she was on the train, or did she get on the bus. Not very concerned.

This is a high-end car, which is very stable. There are a lot of people sitting here in the car. Although the family has not come up, the body of Mo Jingshen is always wearing the coat that he helped him before the book. .

"Warm, is there anything I want to buy? If we don't go back to the ink home directly, before you and Jingshen return to Haicheng, these days will be at the ink house." Wanzhu asked in the car.

"No."

Wanzhu instructed the driver to drive, and since he woke up, he was more quiet and indifferent than the past. It seems that there is something wrong with the ink in the depths of the people. In the meantime, the warm season has been quiet.

When I was about to return to Moh, Midway Wanzhu took the servants who came with me to buy something. After I went back, I would give them a soup and drink it. Mosuo was not in this car. The driver was also Wanzhu. Called to help pick up things, after a few people got off the car, only the season warm and ink depth.

The car is very quiet.

These days after Mo Jingshen woke up, he always came and went in his ward. Usually, people who are so quiet do not know whether they are deliberately trying to stagger the time with her. It is rare to allow so many people to be in his ward. Wandering.

So until now, the two talents have once again had the opportunity to be alone.

The warm season is also the first time I faced the ink Jing Shen, suddenly did not know what to say, or how to introduce a topic.

(End of this chapter)