The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 160, don’t you know that Mo Jingshen was once married in the United States.

Miss Han thought that she could get away with this opportunity. As a result, the warm season only looked at her, and the eyes had the meaning of laughing and laughing.

"Although I didn't intend to do things too much, but if I apologize, I can solve the problem, what else should the police do?" The warmth of the season is full of beautiful, delicate eyebrows shrouded with a layer of ridicule, voice Light and soft with a half indifference.

Isn’t this season warmer still playing a small white flower in front of Mo Jingshen? What is wrong with this now? With the ink in the depths of the eye, I started to install it again, right?

Miss Han died biting her teeth and couldn’t stop crying. Under her father’s sight, she could not continue to maintain an apology. She blushes and says, “It’s just a glass of red wine, it’s not needed... Don't call the police..."

Miss Lin, who was still on the floor and refused to take off her clothes, suddenly stood up and filled her eyes with angrily: "Mu Zong, you are afraid that there is no one in this season, even if you don't help her, she is the same. I can stand on our heads, she just saw you present, so it seems like she is so kind and innocent! Where is she looking at you so delicate now! It is disgusting!"

The warm winter eyebrows picked up: "Don't love you until now, I am still obsessed with it. I didn't leave you a face. Didn't you hear the apology of Miss Han? I was the one who was shackled, and it was soft when it was innocent. Come?"

Ms. Lin turned a blind eye to her, and immediately looked at the ink in the depths of the scene, and did not believe that he could really be deceived by the warm-season acting.

In the end, there are not many people who like to see the warmth of the season. The few people standing in the back see Miss Lin to be the first bird, and they just followed a few words: "Really, I didn't expect Mrs. Mo to play this way... When you come, she will get into your arms, a delicate look, this emotional transformation is really amazing..."

This time, almost all the same criticisms were heard in the hall.

The maliciousness from the combination of several wealthy families is so blatant.

Many people want to see the real warmth of the season, or be abandoned when they are left out.

Even if they are not hard enough in front of Mo Jingshen, but do not believe the accusations and doubts of so many people, the season warm can still be completely decent, even if she can not marry her a layer of skin today, she must make her laugh and generous.

At this time, Miss Han also looked at the ink-stained eyes. She was a little trembling with some squeaky voices on the man’s dark voice. She even had some excitement: “Mu Zong... I have apologized for the things of Mrs. But the sarcasm that she just made to me is really too much. I have always been very fond of you, and I tried to find a chance to meet you with me before you got married. So it’s a suicide to jump off the building. This has been a very negative past for me. Mrs. Murray has publicly opened my scars and mocked me... I like a person and there is nothing wrong with it. When you are still not married, shouldn’t she apologize to me?”

Ink faint faint waves look at her without a shock: "I should applaud your suicide by jumping off the building, or should you look at each woman who is enamored with me? Your negative past and excessive attitudes are with me. what relationship?"

Miss Han’s expression is white: “I...I’m saying that Mrs. Mo has just revealed my scars. I have already apologized to her, so she should also...”

Ink deep language tone is cold: "I seem to be presiding over the unrelated person for you, or will I be able to do justice for someone who has married my wife?"

A woman who has nothing to do with him tells me about sympathy in the past, or can be said to try to gain attention in front of him.

However, in the eyes of Mo Jingshen, except for the warm season, everything has nothing to do with him.

Miss Han bit her lip, rubbing her hand with half of her clothes, facing a man she liked for a long time, bowed his head and succumbed, and choked a sentence: "But her..."

Mo Jingshen has not looked at her again, looking at the group of people who are trying to continue to run the warm season, the eyes are calm, there is no change.

"It’s okay to be my wife’s squeaky or singularity. When a woman should be soft, it should be soft. When it’s hard, it’s not too humble.”

The tone of the man has always been faint, but the people who are sensible in the crowd have completely shut up in an instant, and the hall has once again fallen into a strange silence.

Miss Han took a deep breath, as if she was unwilling, like hate, and her eyes looked back and forth between the seasons and the ink depths.

Suddenly, someone said in the crowd: "Miss Han, can you still take off your clothes?"

Quietness was broken, and the last sense of reason and self-esteem maintained by Miss Han’s face was instantly broken.

The man’s sentence is like a momentary opening of a certain organ. Many people who are still waiting to watch the seasonal jokes now understand how to stand up to protect themselves, so as not to be affected.

People tend to be like this. The downfall is the greatest fun of these high-ranking people. No one cares about the moral bottom line. There must always be someone who can block all these storms, keep everyone, and comfort the one who is always in his arms. A woman may be able to avoid a lot of trouble.

Miss Han’s eyes are red, and her hands are not willing to continue to take off her clothes. Seeing the warmth of the season that is completely immersed in the arms of the ink scene, it is really mad, and the teeth are rushing to the season and say: The man who was robbed in the hands of other women is now guarding you in public, Mrs. Me, you must be proud of it?"

The season looked warm and gave her a look. I didn't understand what the man who grabbed it from another woman meant.

The faint look of Mo Jingshen is that the whole person is like being stuffed into the ice cave in an instant. The whole body is cold, but in the end it is still mad, and the group of people around her are here. The fall of the stimuli almost lost the sense of reason, and pressed the fear of the heart. "What is your look in the season? Don't you know that Mo Jingshen was once married in the United States! He has had a fiancee...ah!"

Miss Han’s words have not been finished yet. Suddenly, in the middle of the bodyguard, Feng Ling’s ankle is in the back of his knees. The whole person suddenly squatted to the ground.

"Take off clothes and **** so much, do you want me to take it off?" Feng Ling said coldly.

Miss Han’s leg hurts and she can’t stand up. She squats on the floor and squats on her clothes. She trembles and doesn’t talk. She raises her eyes carefully, and her eyes are cold and cold, and her hair is straight.

(End of this chapter)