The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 523 is like a wife stone, who is it for you?

The warm season wants to take back the hand but can't take it back, until the end of the moment, Mo Jingshen loosened her hand.

After eating, the man really insisted on wiping her medicine, forced her to sit on the sofa, lifted her back to his direction, and helped him wipe the medicine very lightly, as if he was afraid of hurting. She, but this medicine can not be painful on the skin, the season is warm and enduring, no sound, only the lips look at the gentle and unspeakable man.

Knowing that she is awkward, Mo Jingshen does not poke her, but her movements are extremely patient.

Chen Hao came out of the kitchen and saw this scene. He suddenly returned to the kitchen with a whisper of laughter, so as not to disturb them.

"I can do it myself." After the right hand is finished, the left hand is left, and the season warmer is going to take the medicine in his hand.

The man held her down: "Don't mess."

The warmth looked at him, didn't talk, just fragile with little patience, until the man finally let her hand open, she immediately retreated far back and kept a distance from him.

Mo Jingshen did not put the medicine aside, watching the woman still avoid him a meter away on the short sofa, Qing Jun's eyebrows fretting: "When you don't need to be anxious to show your position, I know you Feeling, I will give you time."

It can be seen that for those things three years ago, the heart of the season has been relieved, especially when all the truth is in front of her, she also has to be relieved.

But the gully that was cut by him was still there. After three years, she grew up alone, and there were too many indestructible things in her temper.

She needs time.

The warm season looked at him, did not speak, got up and left, habitually directly closed the door of the bedroom, the head did not return.

Ink Jing Shen got up and walked to the balcony of the living room, picked up the phone and dialed a phone. The dark and deep eyes overlooked the distant sea city scene. The phone was connected for a moment, and said: "Three years ago, I was sleeping because of a car accident. In those two months, the warm season is always in the hospital?"

Qin Siting on the other side of the phone was quiet for a moment because of his sudden problem. He said: "Besides being forced to take home by your mother, Ms. Wan Zhu, it is almost in the hospital."

“What does she do every day in the hospital?”

"Of course, I am waiting for you. At that time, she knew that she had just had a miscarriage. Her physical and mental condition was very poor, but it was a tear that didn't fall. The calmness was terrible. It was just outside the door of your ward every day. The doctor did not allow her to go in. She stood outside the door like a fool, not noisy or noisy. When she was tired, she sat on the chair outside the door for a while. When she saw a doctor coming out of the ward, she stood up again and asked if you would Wake up, day after day, finally because you are not sure if you can wake up, even your father and mother have to resume normal life, can not stay in the hospital every day, but she is alone outside, through a door I can't get in, but I won't leave."

Qin Siting was very distressed and sighed in the warmth of the season: "What kind of temper is the warm season, you know better than anyone else. Before you divorced, you refused the advice of any of us. It is afraid that after listening to these. I can’t help myself?”

Ink's eyes are fixed in a certain direction outside the window. For a long time, there is no speech.

Qin Siting: "What's the matter? The warmth of the season is too lively. You don't need to rely on you anymore. Is it that your woman's taste is completely out of your hands?"

Ink depth: "..."

"You ask me now, do you want to feel the same for all the pain in her first time? You have been sleeping all the time, so the huge pain made her have to hide all the regrets and sadness of abortion in her heart, because there is no Nothing is more terrible than the news that you can no longer wake up. No matter what reason you are, the first thing to open your eyes is divorce. I don’t even give her a buffer time. I can’t imagine how she loves you. At what level, when you have been cold-faced, you will try to stay away from the face again and again. She will smile and talk to everyone every day. It seems that as long as you are alive, it is the biggest motivation for her. It’s hard to beat her, but in the end, she’s still awkward, and you’re the executioner, isn’t it?”

Seeing that Mo Jingshen never talked, Qin Siting sneered again: "The last time her friend gave birth to a child, we talked a few words. She didn't mention anything to you, and even I was not interested in you, according to me. It is very difficult for you to have any intersection with her. Is it difficult to see a face even if it is difficult to see the sky?"

After a moment of silence, the ink scene swept deep into the door not far away, faintly said: "Well, it is very difficult."

Qin Siting: "What is it? I am not happy in my heart? I want to have a few cups with my brother in the past? I will report to a coordinate position, I will accompany you to cry for a while."

Ink and deep face expressionless: "Olan International."

Qin Siting sneered: "You really lived in that place for three years, and your wife who has been ruined by yourself should not be talking to others at the MN Group or on the business table where you are socializing. You said Say you, now like a wife stone, who is it for you?"

In the dark, Mo Jing did not care about the cold irony of Qin Siting, cut off the phone, and turned to look at the closed door of the bedroom.

The season is often sleeping in these two days. Now it is still noon, she can't sleep, but she doesn't come out in the bedroom.

He threw the phone on the sofa and walked over without any pause. He did not hesitate to reach out and open the doorknob. Here is where he lives. Even if the season is warm, even if she is locked inside, it is useless, so simply Did not do this useless work, no anti-lock, the door opened very smoothly.

The curtains in the bedroom were closed. At the moment the door opened, the light in the living room fell in. The warmth of the season was sitting on the rug on the bedside, and the man who was walking towards him was looked up. .

"What are you doing?" she asked subconsciously.

Mo Jingshen said nothing, took her from the carpet and put the person on the bed.

"Ink deep." The warmth of the season, because he came to hold his movements and wrinkled his eyebrows, but the man did not speak.

Seasonal warmth: "Ink depth!"

"I give you time, it does not mean that you are allowed to sit on the ground, but also blowing only 20 degrees of air conditioning, the injury is still not good, want to have a cold again?"

The warmth of the season did not notice the temperature of the air conditioner. I just felt sitting here and felt hot. I picked up the air conditioner remote control and pressed it a few times. I didn’t expect it to be adjusted to such a low temperature.

What happened on the ground? She was sitting on a carpet, and she didn't sit directly on the floor next to her. When she was in the UK, she couldn't sleep at night and often sat on the floor like this, and she used to get used to it.

(End of this chapter)