The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 409, Ink Jing Shen, you are really able to fully understand my whole body...

The season did not answer, only looking at the man who was close to himself. When her face approached him, his cold eyebrows were fine, and the eyes were full of warnings.

She pressed his hands to death, knowing that he couldn’t hold it, and still pressed him, and then he was looking at his face. It’s like it’s too long to see him at such a close distance. Carefully and carefully see if he is in the dark.

Ink Jing looked at her, and the plain eyes were unfathomable. There was no wave, and the road said: "Tonight, this kind of thing, don’t happen again. Jijia’s situation can’t keep you, and then it’s so busy, only the loss yourself."

He is actually afraid that she will suffer?

The season warmed and laughed. Suddenly he loosened his shirt collar, didn't finish the messy skirt, and didn't sort out the hair that was entangled in the neck. He only smiled and raised his hand to twist the handle of the door. Suddenly, the door of the bathroom was opened, and when I raised my eyes, I saw Qin Shiting, who had not been standing outside for a long time.

A cigarette in the hands of Qin Siting has not burned out. When he saw the warmth of the season, he came out and immediately raised his eyebrows.

The warmth of the season was slightly flat on him, and he walked straight ahead of him without saying a word.

The bar is still full of people, the season is warm in the crowd, just the men who still coveted her are looking for other hunting targets in the dance floor, suddenly saw her lonely person go out, suddenly there are two people Followed directly.

However, I was not close, but I was stopped by two black bodyguards. I watched the beauty and went out. The two men looked regret and sad, but the two bodyguards looked bad and it was not good. Did not dare to offend directly.

The two bodyguards immediately went to the door, annotating the direction of the warmth of the season, until the ink came out deeply, the bodyguard whispered: "The wife entered the hotel in front, and it has not come out for a while."

Ink did not speak, and when Qin Siting came out, he gave him a faint look.

Qin Siting has no expression: "Don't look at me, it's not my woman. I can't manage her. I just stayed at the nearest hotel for one night or wanted to climb the hotel's rooftop to commit suicide. After all, this hotel... He looked up and still said with no expression: "It's really tall."

"And..." Qin Siting continued to say with no expression: "This hotel is a five-star hotel, but in the vicinity of the bar street, it is estimated that there are people in the mess, and the season is dressed like that." Drinking some wine and swaying, in case someone is hard to break into the room, no one knows..."

Inkeye looked at him with deep coldness, did not speak, and looked at the two bodyguards in front of the door.

The bodyguard hesitated and said: "Mr. Mo, we should be inconvenient to enter Mrs. Mo's room..."

......

The warmth of the season is now in this state, I don't want to go back to the Imperial Garden, lest Chen Hao see her like this, and immediately get angry, or simply call the grandfather to call the father.

I didn't want to go anywhere. After I went out of the bar, I went straight to the hotel across the road. I went straight to the room, took the room card into the elevator, and then went all the way to the room, like a wandering soul. .

Did not pay attention when entering the door to turn on the lights, and the air was also opened. The clothes were full of wine, and she frowned and went straight into the bathroom.

Go into the bathroom, twist the flowers and sprinkle, in order to keep yourself awake, directly open a cold bath.

I didn't wash it for a few minutes. I just wanted to wake up. She just closed the water and wrapped the towel on her body. When the hair was too dry, I heard the sound of the door being opened.

Is there a problem with the security of this hotel? How can someone else open the door in her room?

The season warmth went out and looked at the man's sight.

Also, the ability to enter her room smoothly at the hotel must be that her husband, who is still legal, has this ability.

Mo Jingshen saw the towel on her body, and the long hair that was still dripping, walked into the door, put a bag of clothes in her hand and the night and night bought in the hotel downstairs to the table closest to the front door, and then warmed the season warmly. The white dress thrown outside the bathroom was thrown into the trash.

"I thought you would send someone else to come and see if I went to the rooftop to commit suicide, or to squat on the balcony." The warmth went back to the bathroom and wiped the hair while walking. Come out, then lean against the door of the bathroom, and look at the man's silent and cold face: "I didn't expect you to come in person."

Ink Jing looked at her and said, "You are not the kind of irrational person. If you vent enough, you should calm down. There is no need to do this wrong thing. People will do too much for you."

The season warmed down the eyes, let the water mist in the eyes fall back, and the eyes looked at the man clearly.

"Ink deep, I am very strong in your eyes? Can you with such a hurt and blow?"

"At least not weak."

The warmth of the season is low, and the voice is faint. It seems that there is no emotion: "Is there anything else to say to me?"

Ink did not speak.

"Or, the moment you waited for me to give up, I have been waiting for too long, I have already had nothing to say to me, is it?"

The man's tone is still calm and can't hear any emotions: "Yes."

The season warmed up and laughed: "I said that I am not divorced. If I say that I am not born, I will only die. I am really passionate about myself."

"So far, it is already a death." Mo Jingshen looked at her pair of cool and clear eyes, said: "You can be the one you love, the ink depth of the scene has died in the car accident, now this I am no longer the one that you are familiar with."

The warm pupil of the season suddenly shrank, and his eyes fixed on him, staring at his face, and slowly dyed red.

She has been stiff for a long time, only one word: "Ink Jing Shen, you are a nephew who can completely understand all the veins of my body, can easily control my seven inches, know how to make me completely desperate. ”

Mo Jing Shen looked at her red eyes, her bottom was printed with his figure, but gradually it was red-stained.

The dawn of a man seems to be as calm as a warmth, but because of this calmness, it is particularly chilly and cruel.

She looked at the man, only to feel that all the pain that had accumulated for a long time was pierced into the heart like a tens of thousands of arrows. The dense, sharp, all the pain covered her senses, let Her pain is almost breathless.

She sighed hard and rushed forward, both hands clinging to his neckline, looking up at the man's close face.

(End of this chapter)