The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 440, the total and the total ink, is not just a simple understanding (3)

The topic is still going on, and Mo Jing has a faint sip of tea in the cup, and his eyes have been collected from the direction of the warm season.

At the same time, the warmth of the season turned to look at the side of the rest area, see there are still a few vacancies, is planning to pass, suddenly next to a veteran invited the season warm to the other side of the vacant seat area to sit down.

Looking at the other side of the season, I saw the Minister of Mo Jingshen and the minister who was sitting in the middle.

No wonder that there are fewer people in the row, and Mo Jing is there, even if many people want to join in and don’t dare to get too close.

"I didn't see the Buddha in the ink, where is the Buddha? I won't sit down. Everyone is very strange. It's too close to sit too close," said Ji Wen.

"What's the trick? When you first arrived, you didn't almost drop it, or you can't help you."

Seasonal warmth: "..."

Seeing that I can't refuse to see it, although there are thousands of ways to refuse to sit in the past, but in this case, she will be mixed in Haicheng in the future, and everything can not be completely from her own temper.

When she sat down with some other bosses and sat down there, a minister of the agency who was talking with Mo Jingshen suddenly looked at the warmth of the season and smiled at her: "Ji Ji just now When playing golf, it’s really cool and handsome!”

"The Minister praised you."

"Hey? How many girls in this presence can be as beautiful and talented as you are?" A minister looked at her with a smile, and politely began to introduce: "This is the ink, you should recognize it." ""

The warmth of the season looks like a normal moment, and I only have a dark sofa with a sofa chair. I smiled at him: "How can you not know the name of the ink?"

Mo Jingshen also looked at her, and the slightest faintness did not show any emotions. The ink-colored scorpion was darker than the stars outside the light of the night sky.

Anyone who has dealt with Mo Jingshen knows that Mo Jingshen has always ignored people who are unfamiliar, and he will not give more enthusiasm to a strange woman, even if the other party is a corporate manager of a company.

The people who just invited the warm season to worry about this season are worried about the warmth of the season. Such a season that has just returned to China is too young, and I don’t know if I can get used to the coldness of the ink.

However, after the eyes of Mo Jingshen fell on her face, there was no meaning of being unfamiliar or extremely repulsive to women as before. Instead, it was a meaningful smile, even though the smile was unpredictable, but at least this season is also warm. In the past few years, the first woman who was not directly ignored by Mo Jingshen was ignored.

One of the bosses who knew that the Mohist had married the Jijia family, although they did not dare to talk indiscriminately, but seeing the warm-hearted tone of the warm season and the plausible smile of the ink, I couldn’t help but say it. Sentence: "Ji Zhehe and I are afraid that it is not just simple to know."

The voice just fell, and the other people around him were quite surprised to see the season warm.

Mo Jing was not affected by such a sentence, but he still looked at the warmth of the season. The eyes couldn’t guess that he was planning to break the relationship between them in this way. It’s a plan to be like a warmer season. people.

On the line of sight of the ink on the ink, the season is not too anxious and not annoying, bending the curved lips, and playing with an empty teacup on the table, faintly said: "That is also, although the general figure of this identity is usually rare. See, but after all, everyone met in Haicheng. I thought that our company’s predecessor was just a studio. At that time, there was some intersection in Haicheng. It’s just that the intersection is not deep. It’s estimated that the ink is so busy. I am afraid that I have forgotten such a small person."

A certain minister suddenly smiled and added: "The season is so beautiful, it is a man who will never forget, and even if the ink is always a matter of time, I must have some impressions on the season. You say yes, ink. total?"

Ink did not respond to the sound, but it was a warm look.

The warmth of the season is always calm and smile, completely seeing the attitude of a big man, enough "sensible" and talking.

Until the deep smile of the ink on the deep side of the ink scene, the tone is like holding something, and it seems that the life cycle of the person can be easily controlled, and the breathing frequency of the person is slowed down slowly. ""

It’s just a short two words. He seems to play these two words in his mouth. It’s like questioning something, and more like admitting something. His indifferent eyes and the incomprehensible tone make people I can't understand the true thoughts of the ink, but I can hear the two words from the mouth of the season. It is estimated that this season's warmth is really special. Otherwise, the darkness of the spleen, this time it is to see I won't look at her.

I just said that someone who had missed the mouth had not been able to find out what happened to the two in the end, but I saw the half-life and unfamiliar attitude of Ji Wen and Mo Jing Shen. I think I still don’t want to talk too much. Simply do not snoring, quietly changed to a position to sit, so as not to ignite.

The warm season put the empty teacup in his hand and faded: "Ink?"

So you call me a name, the people around are puzzled, the smile on the warm face, but the eyes are very shallow.

Three years of time flowing in the body of Mo Jingshen is a more silent and indifferent cold. What remains in the warmth of the season is that everything goes beyond the usual casualness. After all, she thought about it before returning to Haicheng. This place is not as calm as it is in London, but since it is planned to come back, there is no need to be afraid of it. Just like now, whether it is to be opened or hidden, it is impossible to cover the water, no matter what, She will be safely accepted.

Mo Jingshen looked at her pair of light that didn't matter or even smiled all the time. After a while, she spit out the tone of her like a guest and alienated. She obviously respected the road she chose, and said: "The ball is playing well."

The warm smile of the season is full of light, and the sound seems to be as charming as other bosses. It is because of this flattering and seems to pull the distance farther away: "Xie Mo always praises me. The unfamiliar way of playing in the face of the ink in front of you is not at all fundamental."

Ink-eye deep eyebrows are not moving in a pick, next to this time there is someone who wants to invite Mo Jingshen to play a few shots together.

However, Mo Jingshen has always just sat there and did not want to get up.

"Let's go, I haven't finished drinking this pot of tea yet, and I don't have much interest in playing for a while." Mo Jingshen looked dull and his eyes had already left the side of the warm season, not looking at her again.

The warm season is also the rise of Xiaoyingying: "Then I will not bother you, you always drink tea. I will go to the other side first."

(End of this chapter)