MTL - The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You-Chapter 7 So I like to stare at me?

Chapter 7 likes to stare at me like this?

The warmth of the seasons was organized, and it was discovered that he was standing in front of him after he got up and didn’t comb his face.

She was busy with her face and grabbed her hand to grab her hair, then turned her face and turned to go to the bathroom.

Ink Jing squinted at her look of awkward and embarrassing, and the fascinating eyebrows of the sage: "It’s not the first day of the wedding. I just woke up and I didn’t see it for the first time. What?"

It doesn't matter how long it takes to get married!

But before the warm season, there has never been a conscious self-awareness!

She did not explain, ran into the bathroom to check if she had swollen eyes, and looked down and found that the bathroom in his room did not have her toiletries.

I don't know if Mo Jingshen will move his things back to the master bedroom directly last night.

She simply squatted into the room and ran back to the master bedroom to open the bathroom cabinet, and moved all the spare toiletries she used to go to his room.

So no matter where he lives, she is always occupied by her! See where he can hide!

Change the clothes in the season and go downstairs to have breakfast.

On the table is the milky toast that she has always liked to eat.

Just sitting down, Mo Jingshen put a cup of hot milk that Chen Hao sent over to her.

The warmth sits at the table, picks up the milk, eats a toast, raises his eyes to see the ink, and then takes a sip of milk, and raises his eyes to see the ink.

This breakfast, her eyes have basically not left from the body of Mo Jingshen.

Chen Hao, who was picking up the tableware back and forth, looked at his eyes and smiled, quietly glaring at the maid next to the kitchen.

The season warmed and took a bite of toast. The milky yellow sauce sticked to her mouth and didn't know it. The eyes looked straight and looked at the eyes and had already finished breakfast. I was looking at the man in the business magazine.

Clear and cold eyebrows, high nose, seemingly handsome outline from the hand of God, perfect without any room for discerning.

Mo Jingshen flipped the hand of the business magazine page and stopped, looking at the little woman who had been sticking his eyes to him. The eyes seemed to be evaporating at any time.

The season warmed back to God, busy lifting the toast in his hand and blocking it in front of his eyes, took a cup of milk and took a sip.

The result was too urgent to drink, and the cup was smashed down to put down the cup and toast, and coughed twice: "cough... cough..."

Mo Jingshen handed the paper towel to her and saw her coughing. She directly helped her to wipe the yellow sauce from the corner of her mouth: "You haven’t been right since yesterday, so you like to stare at me?"

"Cough and cough..."

The warmth of the season is not so serious. Hearing his words, he deliberately coughed several times.

Chen Hao was busy from the kitchen at this time: "Mrs. What happened? Cough is so serious?"

"Cough, nothing, being picked up by milk..."

"It's okay, yes, Miss Mengran said yesterday, I want to come to the Royal Garden today, do you want to have more dinner for Miss Mengran?"

The warm expression of the season has not changed, and after coughing twice, he turned his eyes and said, "Chen Chen, clean up the room where my sister often comes to live, and try not to let her stay in the Royal Garden."

"Miss Mengran is coming over today..."

"I will tell her clearly that the Royal Garden is not a quarter home after all. She often goes in and out here, and it is not very convenient."

When Chen Hao heard it, this heart suddenly felt so comfortable.

She used to think that the second lady of Jijia always came to live in the Imperial Garden. She always liked to ask questions about Mr. Mo. He often asked about Mr. Mo’s whereabouts and did not treat himself as an outsider. Can't understand.

Chen Hao quickly went to clean up the things in the room without delay.

Suddenly, the mobile phone with the ink on the table was gently shaken.

The season warm thought that it should be just a text message like 10086. Seeing that Jing Jingshen is reading an English summary in a business magazine, and did not look at the mobile phone, she caught sight of the words on the screen, and moved her eyes and took his mobile phone directly.

136xxxxx: [Jingjing brother, you must not be angry with my sister, I did not expect that she would really use that means to give you medicine the night before, originally she wanted to send you to another woman’s bed, I She did not listen to her for a long time. You two have been tormenting each other like this, will there really be good results? I am distressed by my sister, but also for the deep-seated brother, you feel worthless! ]

I have seen this text message, and the warmth of the season has provoked a good eyebrow.

"Do you know the number of your mobile phone?" The warmth of the season raised his eyes.

Ink Jing looked at her and put the magazine at hand on the side.

“Many people, who is it?”

The warmth of the season remembers that the private number of Mo Jingshen is actually not known to a few people, and it is not easy to disclose it.

"I didn't expect to be so concerned about the feelings between us. I often send text messages to you for my business." Ji Wen smiled, but deliberately added a little obvious jealousy in his eyes.

In the deep view of the ink, she looked at her secret expression, and asked: "Don't you give my number to her?"

"..."

It seems that there is really such a thing...

Ji Mengran often used her mobile phone to play. When did she secretly record the private number of Mo Jingshen, the season warm did not pay much attention to it.

"She will send, but I don't think I will see it." Mo Jing Shen's tone is very light and clear.

The season warmed to hear this, subconsciously turned down and found dozens of unread text messages.

In addition to the SMS notifications of some company emails, there are really a lot of text messages sent by the dreams, all of which are unread.

Just look at a few, the text message is basically playing the role of a good sister, clearly is a good intention to speak for the sister, but actually said the warmth of the season is very inhuman and even eccentric.

Really ambitious!

In the moment when she suddenly silenced, Mo Jingshen said: "Small age is not equal to simplicity, and family can not represent all trust. You can see it as soon as possible, and it is not necessarily a bad thing."

The warmth of the season looked at the man who seemed to have had an insight into everything.

It’s no wonder that Mo Jing Shen rarely came back when he came to live here. I’m afraid it’s the unpredictable thoughts of Ji Mengran. He has already seen it.

I really should wake myself up ten years ago! How is the heart so big!

The season was shot twice on his head, and the result was the place where he was injured last night. He suddenly screamed and the whole face was wrinkled.

Mo Jingshen got up and came over. She opened her hand and watched her still have some red and swollen foreheads. The eyebrows wrinkled silently: "Isn't it enough? Do you have to hurt if you hurt?"

The warmth raised his face, the painful tears will pop up, and then look at his face's stern color, the current expression of remorse said: "I will not let others casually come to the Royal Garden, some time ago is Not giving you trouble?"

"Everything related to you is not a trouble. This kind of decision is right for you." Mo Jingshen held her head to check the wound on her forehead. When she returned, she called the maid: "Give the medicine that was taken back last night." She is back again."

(End of this chapter)