The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 594 uses her photo as an avatar

After that, the mobile phone did not move, and the warmth glanced at the avatar and name of the ink depth.

He won't plan to use her photo as an avatar all the time?

In fact, this photo is pretty good.

Although there are her in the photo, it is not a vulgar big self-portrait, but it seems to be just taking pictures outside the car, but it is taken by people sitting in the car together, when the season is warming with him. Speaking, so the expression is very natural. When I talk, my face is not stinking, and there is even a slight smile on my eyes.

Not to mention, it’s quite natural and pretty.

After watching it for a long time, I suddenly realized that I was still narcissistic about the face of Mo Jingshen. I immediately withdrew WeChat and continued to watch the movie.

Half of a movie has not been read yet, and Mo Jingshen has returned.

At the same time, when the season warmed, I saw a man holding a bowl of steaming noodles in his hand, and it was still a big bowl, as if she was afraid that she would find that she was not enough to eat, and cooked almost two people. .

Mo Jingshen put the noodles on the table, took another small bowl, put the chopsticks aside, picked them out and put them in a small bowl, then turned to look at the warm season still sitting on the bed. : "Not hungry, say you want to eat noodles? Come over."

The warm season still sat on the bed, and said faintly: "I have no strength to get out of bed."

The man glanced at him and looked at his eyes in the warmth of the season. He suddenly realized that he would hold her over again, and consider that he would have to take the dishes directly when he thought about it. Come over, sit at the bedside, patiently pick up the face and feed her to her mouth: "Eat."

The warm season glanced at him, his lips did not open his mouth.

The handsome man's deep eyebrows micro-picking: "How? Let me go out to cook for you in the middle of the night, now I cook it, and feed it to your mouth, still not eating? Is it going to let me mouth to mouth to feed you?"

The season looked warmly at the face in his hand: "How did you let them empty the kitchen for you?"

The man looks the same, patiently put the noodles back in the bowl, dipped some soup stains, kept the taste of the noodles, said: "The money can make the ghosts grind and let the kitchen out."

The season did not speak.

OK, this is the most direct way.

She rubbed her lips and saw that he had already fed the noodles to her mouth, and it had been lifted for a long time, and it was still a mouthful to eat the noodles.

delicious.

Even very much.

After seeing her take a sip, she slowly chewed in her mouth. It was obvious that she could swallow it but she didn’t swallow it for a long time. The slowness of the look made the man provoke an eyebrow: "How? It tastes bad?"

The season warmed with a conscience and said: "It is not very good."

The man sneered, ignoring her words, and then gave her a bite: "If you don't want to eat, you must eat, otherwise you can only be hungry tomorrow morning."

"I just said, I want to eat seafood noodles." The warm season opened his mouth and ate his face and said vaguely.

"First, you can't eat seafood right now, make sure you won't burn it again tomorrow. You should avoid it when you are sick. Second, now, how fresh do you think the seafood in this kitchen can be fresh? The freshest at least has been placed for more than twenty-four hours." The man looked indifferent: "I want to eat seafood, and after a few days I find an island to eat, not anxious."

Who wants to go to the island with him.

In the warm season, he ducked his face and ignored him.

In fact, it is really delicious.

How could Mo Jingshen not understand the little woman’s current feelings, but it was because she was bullying her in bed last night. She was tempered now, and now she is even more stunned. Soft clothes.

After all, I did bully her like this, and it was not too much to be called to call.

"If you don't eat enough, there are still." The man reminded.

The warmth of the season is swallowing the noodles. She just said that it is not good to eat. As a result, she is very happy to eat. He feeds a bite and she takes a bite. The small bowl went down halfway.

She suddenly opened her face: "Don't eat."

"Not hungry? Did you eat a few mouthfuls?"

"Don't eat."

"Don't make trouble, after eating the rice, it is rare to have more appetite to eat."

The warm season is retracted back into the bed, the quilt is placed on the lap, and the mobile phone is ready to continue watching.

Ink Jing looked at her for a few seconds and put the bowl in her hand. The strength was not heavy, but it was a cold and sultry gas field: "The season is warm."

He stared at her and calmly called her name: "I know that you have a temper now. I did not converge last night, but the reason for the last night was probably not only for me, but you drank it." I ran to the rain again, and I couldn’t make me too objective and rational to you. I can now let you, spoil you, but you say you want to eat, I will cook for you, can, this side I cooked it, whether it is delicious or not, you must eat it for me, and you can't go with your stomach."

Seeing that she still looked down at the phone, the man raised his hand and pinched her chin directly, but slowed down the sound a little: "Is it really going to let me feed your mouth to the mouth?"

The season has not yet spoken, and the man looked down at her: "You have this temper now, it is really no different from what it used to be, and it is hard and hard."

She was silent for a moment before she glanced at him: "I didn't say it at the beginning, let me stop wearing a gentle and understanding mask. What used to be like me, now it is still like that, Jiangshan is difficult to change. This sentence is correct, I am indeed in the bones of that virtue, the mask that has been repeatedly considered for keeping the marriage and keeping you talking and doing things is gone, I am me, there is nothing good with you anyway. Hidden, you also said that I was pretending to be pretending to be in front of you without divorce. I am now living in the past, and you say that I have a bad temper, ink is deep, you think that I am a person. The flat clay figurine, you want me to round me, I want to let me be on the side?"

She said such a pile, but the man just chuckled and re-taken the bowl: "You are not temper now, but I still stab me with what I have said before. If I really want to hurt you, I am afraid that you can always call and scream on my neck with a knife holder."

The season warmed him a glance.

Shouting and shouting is not enough.

But if there is no such thing about the trajectory of life, if it is not because he is really planning for her, she will definitely keep a distance with him now. He will not travel to Beijing for business in this life, but she will not return to London. Big deal, this life will not meet.

Now think about it, Mo Jingshen, the far-sighted guy told her the truth from the beginning, I am afraid that in order to avoid her hiding too far from hiding.

(End of this chapter)