The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 500, she is planning to...

"But... I went to help the father to feed the medicine during the day, and the depth of field didn't look at me. I didn't dare..." Mo Jiaxue lowered his head.

"Oh, you are this girl." Murplin hated the iron and made a shot on her head: "I hope that you will marry Mo Jingshen on your own merits. It is better to expect something else. You really want to mad at me." It is."

Mo Jiaxue’s grievances did not speak.

Meppelin raised her hand and touched her hair, and looked at her face for a while, then said: "The last few pajamas I bought for you are still there?"

"Yes, in the closet."

"Well, then I will see you on the plane this evening. If you listen to your mother, Mom must find a way to get you to the position of Mrs. Mo, even if you can't just sit up, you must have a child of Moh, so that we can only Stay here safely and securely."

"Mom, what do you want to do..."

"You don't care so much. I listen to me at night. In the end, I can't let the warm season come back for a good fortune." After the ink, she went straight to the other side of the road and walked away. Still whispering around her daughter, I don’t know what to say.

Until the mother and daughter went away, the season warmth came out behind the tree, faintly looking at that direction.

The warm season has even a ridiculous thought.

The aunt of the watch should not want to continue to enjoy the happiness in the ink home, intending to make her daughter strong ink depth?

Even if Eppellin had this idea, but Mo Jiaxue’s arrogant character was embarrassed to raise his face when facing the face of Mo Jingshen. How could it be done?

I think of the president of the Shine Group, which is famous in the world, but it has fallen to the point where it is necessary to be forced by the mother and daughter and then give birth to a child.

Oh, she can only express her sympathy.

When she returned to the front hall, she wanted to say something. She didn't know if she should be reminded of something, or should ridicule it.

But all this has been strictly disrupted.

Strictly from the beginning of the door, I have been staring at Mo Jingshen. Ou Bo knows that this young boy is a warm bodyguard and let him in. But how can he see Mr. Mo as surprised as he saw a ghost?

Originally, I still wanted to sit down, but Mo Jingshen stared at him without saying a word. One eye gave a feeling of shudder like a needle felt.

He still stayed there for a long time.

Until the warm season came back, strictly turned around and went to the season to warm up, and whispered: "Warm sister, this person I looked at the familiar eyes, is it the passerby who invited us to eat beef noodles that day?"

When the eyes warmed, she almost forgot about it, and her voice was vaguely echoed: "Well."

"I am going, what is the situation? Is it not a passerby? How come you come to the Mohist family..."

"I will explain it later." The warmth went in, and the eyes looked straight toward the direction of the old man in the ink. He also walked over there. When passing through the position of Mo Jingshen, the old man was about to let her sit there. As a result, the warm season was quickly bypassed before the opening of the father, and he sat down on the chair next to the father.

Originally, I was planning to call it strictly to eat together, but here is the Mohist, and Grandpa is still here, and the season is not good.

Ou Bo was very timely and walked to the side of the still-stricken stern, politely said: "Young man, there is a spare small restaurant in the front hall, just after dinner, you can rest on the sofa there for a while. What do you want to eat, we let the kitchen finish it for you."

Although strict is a young man who occasionally has a second, but the rules still understand, he put a hand on the warmth of the season, meaning that he does not have to worry about his business, he turned directly and followed Ou Bo, and succeeded from the nerves of the pair. The man who is going to tremble can escape under the eyes.

At this time, the warmth glanced at the crutches next to the old man's wheelchair. She didn't pay much attention when she pushed him over, but after talking with Ou, the eyes couldn't help but look at the crutches.

"My grandfather, this crutches is a new one? The crutches you used before, I heard people say that you like the red heartwood. It has been used for many years. How do you suddenly think of changing your cane?" Asked a sentence.

Her voice just fell, and Mo Jing was up at this moment, and her tone was very weak: "I took a call."

The words fell, the man directly to the old man cold eyes, the sight is light and chilling, turned directly away, the back is straight and steady, not sick.

There was a quiet moment in the restaurant, but the season was still watching the old man.

The old man fixed his mind and looked at the warmth of the season: "The crutches are the things that Ober told you?"

The season is not talking, but the eyes are the default.

"You just don't know." The attitude of Mo Jingshen was very obvious. The words of the old man are also on the verge of saying that they are going to pick up the wine when they reach out.

"My grandfather, this kind of medicinal wine, but you better not drink too much, the problem of high blood pressure is actually better not to drink alcohol." The season is not to continue to ask, busy taking the initiative to pour some wine to the father But only a small amount has been poured, much less than if he had to pour himself.

Look at the warm season, this is really good for him, the old man said with a smile: "Well, Grandpa listens to you, Ji Shantou stays at home tonight, let Jingshen send you back tomorrow morning."

"No, I drove by myself, and I will accompany you to eat and leave."

"Let you stay, you will stay, I will let the servant arrange for you to live in another room. You just came and left. I am afraid that I will be unable to sleep until this evening. You have a problem, do you have to take the time to go to the hospital to accompany me?" The old man said that he had to look at her and made it clear that he had to stay for one night. Otherwise, he must lose his temper. He can't lose his temper. Keep your mood and happiness.

If you can't see the old man himself, you may still be able to avoid the unsuccessful feelings three years ago, but now the father is in front of him, and it is still the attitude of the solo-loving granddaughter. It is really awkward. .

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On that night, the suites in the villas that lived in the back of the Moh family were strictly taken by Auber to the appropriate room to rest.

After entering the room, the season did not go to the bath as usual, but sitting in front of the window, holding a cup of flower tea in the hands of the maid sitting in front of the window and looking down.

It was not until she saw the figure of Mo Jiaxue that she put down the cup in her hand.

Mo Jiaxue is wearing a thin, thin shoulder strap silk nightdress, holding a bowl in his hand and not knowing what it is, like a temporary nightingale, just from the perspective of the warm season, the face of Mo Jiaxue Red is unusual, walking like a swaying leg, eyes are always staring at the bowl of the hand, there is still a timid look in the eyes, but it seems to keep cheering for yourself, and then In this way, with a suspicious charm, carefully holding the bowl, go straight in the direction of the single-family villa where Mo Jingshen lived -

(End of this chapter)