The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 602, Ink Jing Shen stood still, and the beautiful face was apathetic.

The table at this table was scattered. The man got up and went to Rongcheng. The season was warm and focused on her chips. Xiao Luye sat next to her eyes and laughed at her childishness.

"So, how many millions of districts can make you happy?"

"It’s not like this, but happiness is true." Ji Wen smiled and collected the chips: "After all, it was the money that was won by playing a few mahjongs. This is more than the usual flight around me." It’s much easier to get the money from signing a contract with a business. How can you not be happy with the money you come from?”

Xiao Luye laughed and just got up. Suddenly he was thrown two chips in front of him. He made a move and gave her a look.

"Your, add a lot of interest to you." After the warm season, he got up and left the table.

Xiao Luye: "..."

............

This box is very large, it is the kind of compartment that is divided into several compartments, luxurious and well-equipped.

After the season was warm, I went to the other side. Xiao Luye gave her a look after saying a few words to the person who passed by, let her go to a place where there are few people to stay for a while, so as not to be surrounded by Rongcheng. Those people have tried to find a way to go to her side.

The season warmed and turned around, I was about to find a place to sit down, and then sent a text message to ask if Xiao Ba had helped her to book the ticket from Beijing to Haicheng. She didn’t have to continue for a long time in Beijing. Stay and be free to leave.

As a result, she just turned around and couldn’t catch her last pair of eyes.

Her footsteps and her heart slammed.

The eyes are quiet black, as if I have been watching her for a long time after entering the door, quiet and quiet.

Ink deep took a long leg and walked over to her.

The warm season stood in the same place, did not move, and did not remove the line of sight, but the eyes of other people in the box were different from each other. When Mo Jing Shen entered the door, a group of people had not reflected it. I didn't expect that the ink was actually invited to come. When the people finally reflected, they only saw that the ink was deep in the season.

At about two meters away, a figure suddenly rushed over and rushed over, grabbed the man's arm and excited: "Ink, you actually came? Quick, go inside... ..."

It was the woman who was trying to find a way to warm the season at the table.

Mo Jingshen stood in the footsteps, bowed his head, and his beautiful face was indifferent: "Hands open."

The woman was said to be so indifferent to him, and then he saw the look of the man on the man’s face. He suddenly retracted his hand and dared not touch him again. Even if he was a piece of clothing, he did not dare to reach out. I can hesitate or say: "Min, we didn't expect you to come. Since today is the bureau that Rong Rong arranged, so do you want to go to Rong Zong alone..."

"No, I have nothing to do with the invitation of Rong Rong." Mo Jingshen’s eyes did not stop on the woman. When I saw the chips in the warm hands of the season, the cool face suddenly frowned slightly. : "Just playing cards with them?"

The warmth of the season did not sound, it is the default, Xiao Luye said with a smile: "Ink is really a rare guest, how? I have a few mahjong with Miss Ji, you are not at ease?"

Originally, the darkness of the ink was deep. I heard that Xiao Luye had just been with the warm season, and even playing cards was accompanied by her. This gave Xiao Luye a look and the sinking of the eyes gradually dissipated.

It is indeed a lot of trouble for the family of Xiao.

Xiao Luye walked over and bowed to the side of Mo Jingshen. He said something in his ear. Of course, this is something that no one can hear. Even the warmth of the season has not been heard. It can only be seen when Xiao Luye is talking. The deputy makes people laugh at the unsettled smile, and the ink Jing Shen is always quiet and innocent.

The people in the box are staring at the direction of Mo Jingshen. I just can’t figure out how this great god, who has always been difficult to move, will come here. The relationship between the city’s Rongjia and Haicheng Mojia seems to have been long-lasting. It is only natural that Mo Jingshen will not attend this birthday banquet.

After all, Mohist does not need to sell this face.

So it will be quite surprising that Mo Jing Shen will come here.

What is even more surprising is that Mo Jingshen directly said that he came here to have no relationship with Rong’s invitation. After all, Rong Zong did send him an invitation. Isn’t this... directly hit the face of Rong Zong in public?

Since the beginning of the ink, I haven’t seen anyone since I came in. My eyes have been on the warmth of the season. After a few words with Xiao’s brief, everyone is still waiting for the next step of Mo Jingshen’s plan. Did not talk to Rong, always took the hand of the season warm and left.

It is holding!

Ink is directly in the hands of the public holding the warm season!

In addition to Xiao Luye and Rongcheng, the rest of the box is shocked.

what's the situation? Didn’t I still hear that Rong’s sister had that meaning to Mr. Mo? Now this...

Looking back, it was obvious that the face of the face was stunned by people in public, and the box was silent.

......

Before the warm season, I still don't forget to convert my chips into money, until the money that I won was actually in my own card.

Seeing this wealthy woman who is now worth billions of dollars, Mo Jingshen waited patiently for her, did not urge.

Until the restaurant, the season warm saw Xiao Hu parked outside, and looked out from the window to say hello to the warm season. The warmth of the season raised his hand and put it on the little Hu, and he said hello.

"Eat something?" the man asked.

"Eat some cakes, it's too sweet, and I don't feel hungry now." The season warmly answered, went to the door, and was about to raise his hand to open the door. The man next to him had already helped her open and signaled her. car.

The warm season looked at him: "I am going back to the hotel to get my luggage tonight, and I will return to Haicheng tomorrow."

The man did not seem to hear her: "Get on the bus."

On his dark and deep eyes, the warm season turned and got on the car. Xiaohu is still in the state of watching the nose and nose, automatically shielding all the sound behind the car, driving intently, and looking at the direction he should open. It is to go to the hotel where she lives, not the Shengtang Hotel.

When I arrived at the hotel, Mo Jingshen apparently did not intend to go, directly let Xiaohu drive back to Shengtang Hotel.

The warm season was originally intended to say where he should go back, but the man was famous and sent her back to the room to see if her temperature was stable below 37 degrees, so that she would go without problems.

He has already let Xiaohu drive the car away, where can he go?

The season warmed all the way, licking his lips and not talking, facelessly into the elevator, going upstairs, ignoring the man next to him.

Until she returned to the room, she hurried to find the thermometer, and then picked up the thermometer and looked at the man who apparently did not intend to go after coming in: "Thirty-six degrees eight, absolutely no problem."

(End of this chapter)