The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 373, he cleans himself, as if this person is not his own.

"You know that the thing was not completely controlled by myself. I also know that I have been affected by drugs and I am not in a good state of mind. I know that it is a ghost that is behind the scenes. You know everything!" How he was stimulated by this sentence, but he was seriously staring at his black scorpion, and firmly said: "I have been divorced with you except for the past, and I have done some unreasonable things that really make you very In addition to the temperament, I have not done anything that hurts the truth or violates the principle. I don’t make sense to be rejected by you now! I’ve been your wife, no matter before or now! Mo Jingshen! I won’t agree to the divorce. !"

She has been standing in front of the door, there is no plan to let go, Mo Jing looked at her silently for a moment, no longer wastes time with her standing here, turned and threw the suit jacket back on the sofa, the rain outside the window is still down, Patter, the silence that will be set here.

"Life has not come back. Everything that happened in these ten months is just a dream. It is better to return to the original origin." He didn't have a quarrel with her, but he didn't want to tell her. Too much nonsense.

"How could it be a dream? The man I love is in front of me. You have a pain in your body. I will hurt myself if I lick it. You are here, you are not a dream, I am not." His cold and desperate back: "You are you, my husband! I love people!"

"You better agree to the divorce. If you are afraid of the bankruptcy of the quarter, afraid that your studio can't take up your unknown life, I can transfer half of the shares of Moh's to your name, even..." his tone Suddenly: "In the past ten months, Mo Jing Shen, the last gift for you."

He is talking back to her, and the warmth of the season can't see his expression, only to hear the indifference and unrequited love in his tone.

In the first ten months of the ink Jing Shen.

Hey, he cleaned himself.

It seems that this person is not his own.

Too hearty, really.

The warmth of the season lifted his finger and gently rubbed the corner of his eye. He couldn’t tell if it was mad or sad.

She said, "I must not leave the divorce. It is now time. I don't want to talk about this topic all the time. I am hungry. You haven't eaten since you came from the company. Are we eating?" ”

"You eat yourself, I am not hungry."

"How could you not be hungry? You have always been busy eating and sleeping in the company. You can't avoid eating food because I am here. I just bought some ingredients and fruits in the small supermarket downstairs. Anyway, anyway. It’s raining too, can’t get out, let’s simply do something at home to eat?”

The man untied the cuff of the shirt, still facing her, and didn't even look at her: "With you."

When he fell, he went straight to the study.

Seeing that he closed the door of the study, the season warmed his lips and stood in the living room looking at the door.

She bought a variety of ingredients to come here, and perhaps subconsciously still feel that Mo Jing Shen will do it for her.

But now it seems that if he wants to cook for himself, he can only do it in his dreams.

How did she just think about it in the end, thinking that he would pick up his sleeves into the kitchen? It is estimated that the blow to life is not enough for her to face the cruel reality, there are still illusions.

But fortunately, he did not leave, did not really throw her alone here.

Be content.

The season warms up and comforts himself, then enters the kitchen by himself, washes his hands, washes vegetables, washes and cuts ready to cook.

She couldn’t eat the dinner that Mo Jingshen had personally made. She didn’t starve to death. Although her craftsmanship was a lot worse than his own, it’s good to eat. When I was in Cambodia, those XI bases. The little brothers all eat fragrant ones.

It didn't take long for the two seasons to be cooked after the season warming. After all, it is not too early. Now I want to make some other meals and it is a waste of time, or the fastest cooking.

After cooking, she put a bowl of chopped green onion coriander eggs and other ingredients into a lovely loving shape, then took the bowl of love bowl to the study room, gently knocked twice and then walked in.

Mo Jingshen was watching the company's pieces. The season warm did not bother him. After walking over, put the bowl to the place where he was twenty centimeters away, then he looked at his calm face while he was busy working. He whispered: I cooked it, you eat a little."

The man did not respond, but she knew he heard it.

She didn't talk much more, turned and walked out, and gently closed the door of the study.

No one is accompanying, and if you are too big, you can eat alone.

The season warmly quickly ate a bowl of noodles, and then took the initiative to clean up the kitchen, clean up the refrigerator, cut some fruit, and then cut the other half of the fruit into another dish, intending to wait for ink. After the depth of field came out, he was given to eat. Now, after all, it is not convenient to go in and bother him.

After the shower, the season warmed up to find a book to see, the man never came out of the study, she quietly read the book on the sofa in the living room.

It seems that there has been a quiet life in this age, in Oran International, in the Royal Garden, in T City, not long ago.

Life, two people, three meals, four seasons.

In fact, this simplest and most ordinary life is the greatest happiness.

It’s getting late, the rain outside is stopped, and the rain in the spring is not much, but the rain tonight is also in line with the warm season. It’s always going down when needed, and it’s quiet when it’s quiet in the night, no. The quarrels of the patter are a headache.

The time is already more than twelve o'clock in the night. The headlights in the living room are all closed. There is only one floor lamp on the side of the sofa. A light rushes from the top of the head to her body. The season warmer flips the book in one hand and then blinks. Look at the door to the study.

Dinner that was sent at 8:00, now that she went in and took the bowl at this time, it should be considered very reasonable, is it not disturbing?

She put down the book, got up on the sofa, went to the door of the study and pressed the door to listen to the movement inside.

I don't know if Mo Jing Shen is busy now and has already rested in the study room, or is still busy.

There is no bed in the study room of Oran International. There is only one couch. He will not be because she is here, so I plan to sleep in the study room like this.

Oran International is not just a bedroom, he should not need to be so wronged.

The warmth gently pushed the door open and saw the lights in the study room still. The man who had been watching the company before was still reading the information in front of the computer, and the movement of the door of the study was pushed away by her.

"Why don't you sleep?" asked the warmth in the season.

Knowing that he would not take care of himself, the warm season did not ask him to answer, and his eyes glanced at the table at his hand and found the bowl of bread that she had brought in a few hours ago. He did not eat.

Even the condiments of the love shape that she deliberately placed above have not changed.

(End of this chapter)