The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 462 Warm boss really with ink BOSS (2)

"So, if Xia Tian can continue to help you in Haicheng, are you really planning to go back and never come back?" The man whispered, his eyes looked at her clearly, not like it was Forcing questions, but this is close to the posture and oppression of the shackles, both of which highlight the gap between men and women's height and body.

Even if he is not feeling well today, as long as he does not intend to let her go, this door, she is also unable to go out.

The warmth of the season suddenly smiled, and I turned to smile and looked at the ink in the depths of the ink. Suddenly, I turned directly to the door and leaned on the door. It seemed to be done with red lips. I tempted it, and spit it out, and kissed it hot. Her cold fragrance and elegant faint scent of perfume, sneezing in his ear, when the man stared at her in the darkness of the twilight, she smiled at the corner of her lips: "More than a go Don't look back, we don't even have to meet again in this life, isn't it?"

During the speech, she raised her hand and gently picked up the collar of the man's shirt. It seemed to be tempting. It seemed to be cold and looked up at him. The sound was shallow and smiled, but the smile was not Real: "I said on the phone on the day of the signing of the divorce, Mo Jingshen, I will not come back."

Her fingers lightly pointed to the position of his heart, and the end of the eye was slightly picked, like a smile, a word and a clear statement, I will not come back.

Her will not come back, not referring to the original Royal Garden, nor the city.

It is the place she is now pointing to with her hand.

He held her hand on his chest and pushed the person directly on the door panel, firmly suppressing her body wrapped in a summer dress, the tone was low: "The season is really windy and rainy." It’s raining, and even the man is not as good as a man. Goodbye is a stranger, and you can be ruthless.”

The season warmed and raised his eyebrows. There was no grievance and helplessness in his tone. He directly questioned him: "I’m afraid to forget that I have forgotten that I was dead, and that I am dead, in the name of death, there is no one in this world. Can you compare with you, I dare to fight this with you, but then, even if I am really unrequited, Mr. Mo, what do you care about me?"

Ink closes his eyes and closes his eyes. The eyebrows have a slight whistle. The warmth of the season has not missed his expression, but his eyes are still looking at him sharply, without any concession.

Until the man suddenly took the hand on the door panel behind her, and said indifferently: "Okay, let's go."

The warmth of the quarter did not move at the door, but it was obvious that he seemed to be really uncomfortable. She didn't have the kindness to pay attention to him. She only took out the mobile phone from the bag and turned over the address book and said: "Qin Siting recently Still in Haicheng? If you are not feeling well, I will call him to come over, or any other doctor you can trust..."

Her voice has not yet fallen, and the man who has just been ready to leave suddenly turned back. She caught her wrist directly in the moment when the warmth of the season has not been reflected, causing her hands to lose power and the phone dropped directly on the carpet at the door. On the upper arm, she took her into her arms and couldn’t help but say that she had covered her head.

The warm brain squatted for a moment, and the man’s powerful arm brought him into his arms. He was busy to step back, and the hands and feet used to push the man away, but he was afraid that the heels under his feet would step on the phone at his feet. The man who was embarrassed was completely in his arms.

"Well……"

"Ink... oh..."

Wherein "it..."

The season was warm and frustrated, and he was kicked and kicked by him. But he was turned around and brought her directly to the sofa not far behind, and pressed her directly into the sofa until she licked him back. The man just paused because of the strength of her mouth. It was just like this. The warmth of the season lifted his hand and pushed him away from the half-arm. The eyes were cool and the teeth were cut out. Acoustic: "Ink Cloth, the wildflowers that the family flowers are not raised outside are not. When you were a wife, you tried to push them away. Now that you have divorced, you have changed your mind. You are now calling this face a shame!"

However, the man just sneered a little, and the darkness of the bottom did not fade.

It’s just that you have to sit down on this shameless name.

Struggling is like fighting, but the strength of disparity between men and women is too great.

The warmth of the season starts to avoid: "The marriage is strong. The **** is a crime, let alone the strong after the divorce. Don't be too much!"

The woman has always had a few more points in his delicate and soft appearance. He is familiar with strange shackles, and the crystal clear water is full of passion and indifference.

Mo Jingshen no longer kissed her, but she did not intend to let her get up after pressing her into the sofa. She took her arms straight into her arms, regardless of the struggle of the warm season, so she pressed her to hold her. When the season warms a few degrees to open, the breath is buried in her neck, whispering and dumb: "Don't move."

"Ink depth!"

The man leaned over her body and didn't talk. The room was very quiet. Except for the breathing of two people, there was only the almost invisible color of smoke floating in the small incense burner on the coffee table. A touch of scent of lavender.

The breath of Mo Jing Shen slowly flattened. He didn't immediately get up, hugged her, and put the palm of her hand on her palm to caress her palm. She separated her fingertips and clenched it. This opened her mouth, and her voice was low and rich. Deep meaning: "All the hard roads are over, and all the knots are closed. You are no longer the warm season."

I don’t know if I understand it or I didn’t understand it. I just sneered and said: “Of course I am no longer the warm season!”

Innocent did not speak again, he did not even bring the topic back to the sentence above.

"Ink Jing Shen, can you not press me, we have nothing to do with each other, you are so..."

"Don't move." His tone cut off her words.

"..."

The season was closed and closed, and some were impatient, but the experience three years ago allowed her to control all the dissatisfaction. She pressed her anger, stopped talking, didn't reciprocate, and didn't resist, just waiting for him to let go.

However, what she did not expect was that after Mo Jingshen stopped talking, his tall and tall body covered her on her body. From the very beginning, she was tense because she was uncomfortable. This moment was slightly slowed down.

Waiting for a while, the season warmth found that he actually fell asleep like this? !

(End of this chapter)