The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 102, sorry, she can't drink.

In the room, bath towels were thrown on the bed, and items such as warm-up mobile phones were still not moved on the bedside table.

The room service staff explained next: "I just sent the clothes I bought to Mrs. Mo, and then went to other rooms to clean, did not notice the movement here..."

Qin Siting leaned against the door with his arms around his chest and smiled: "Since there is still the ability to slip away, I think that your woman should be no big deal, as far as her physical condition is concerned, except for the cold roots of the cold. There is nothing wrong with it, it is very healthy."

Said, Qin Siting lifted his chin and pointed his finger at the direction of the window: "Is this not? She still has the strength to jump out of the window."

Ink has already seen the open windows and the curtains that are blown by the wind, and the face does not see any anger. The sight is light and there is no emotion.

Qin Siting was a bit eager to look at the buzzing expression, and went to the window and squinted casually. He smiled low: "No wonder she doesn't take the unusual road today. There is a tall tree outside this window, just a little child. You won't get hurt if you jump down..."

......

A bar separated from the Wangting Hotel by half a sea city.

The warm season is sitting in the card holder in the secluded corner, and the wine glasses on the table are arranged in a row.

She drank two cups, not too difficult to drink.

Raise your hand and wipe your nose, reach out with a blank expression and pick up a cup.

This is a kind of clear bar, belonging to a kind of bar. Most of the guests are gentlemen who listen to songs and drink, and there is no such chaos in ordinary bars.

Not far from the stands, only the young guys holding a guitar singing a sad folk song, the more they sing, the more sad they are, the more they sing.

The warmth that has been trying to calm down the season has been stirred up a little bit, and the hand held on the glass can't stop gripping bit by bit.

Running out of the hotel, I just want to calm myself down, otherwise she is afraid that she will not control her emotions.

She really wants to grasp the ink collar of Mo Jingshen and ask him, her past life, after they divorced, he went to the United States every day with An Book!

The ten years that she couldn't touch at all, he was the CEO of Shine Group's global region, who was overwhelmed by the power of the cloud, and everything he couldn't know!

He is so far away from her, so far!

And in that decade, who was too close to him? Is An Book? Is it a dream? Or a woman who is ten million times better than her?

But she can't ask.

If she asks, she will only be treated as a madman.

A madman who talks about nonsense that others can't understand.

“Shine Group President Mo Jingshen returned to China today and has arrived in Haicheng...”

"What do you see? Who knows who is in the news? If you are a woman like this, it is estimated that you will not even have the qualifications for shoes!"

The ear suddenly heard the last few words she had heard before her death.

The season warmed and wiped the nose and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, it was like being in a cold prison. It was cold and cold everywhere. The struggle of isolation and helplessness, the suffocation of poisoning, surrounded her.

It’s cold, cold, and her teeth are shaking.

Not far away, there are two men who are listening to songs and drinking. They are dressed like elite white-collar workers in the upper class. They notice that the corner seems to be the movement of the bottle falling to the ground.

The two men looked back and saw only a slim, white woman sitting on the sofa inside with her knees curled up, burying her face in her knees, and the whole body was shaking, like it was cold.

"Miss, are you okay?" The two men got up and asked questions with concern.

The warmth of the hand holding the knee on the knee is tightly held and the eyes are raised.

In the moment of seeing her face, the two men snorted on the spot, and for a long time they were surprised: "Season... Miss Ji?"

Although the season warmth has been drunk, but barely can recognize that these two people seem to have cooperated with the company of Jijia.

It is the head of the small business and the manager. Whatever it is, she is too lazy to think about it. She only looked at them coldly and buried her face in her knees silently.

Business parameter.

The two don't worry about it and ask: "Miss Ji, are you drinking too much? Use someone who doesn't need to contact Jijia to pick you up?"

As a result, the voices of the two men have not completely fallen, and the warmth of the season suddenly raised his head again. He said with a blank expression: "Would you like to drink?"

The two men: "..."

Can you sit down with the big lady of Jijia, and it’s just that you are lucky? Who wherein will refuse?

Even if you just drink alcohol, this is definitely a big temptation for men! And you can also please the season's people, the fool will refuse!

......

After half an hour.

The seasons are not red, the sad mood is gone, and the conversation begins with a variety of smiles.

Clinking with the two people, she was drinking and holding her finger to the person singing in the stands not far away: "I told you that my grandmother is now rehabilitated, if I changed it before... I saw so handsome and sang in the bar. Such a nice little meat... I have to go to teasing..."

"And..." She smiled and narrowed her eyes, pointing her finger at the front of her eyes: "Do you know who the boss behind this clear bar is? Hehe... I tell you..."

When the season is warm, he puts his fingers up and sticks it to his mouth. He is drunk and smiles and says: "The boss here is..."

"Sorry, she can't drink."

The wine that was handed over to the warming mouth of the season was suddenly cut off by the hand that came across the sky.

Ink deep in the water, a smirk of the smirk on the sofa into the arms, not to see the two people and because of the discovery of who he is and the strange expression of suspicious, half dragged Bring it up, and open the coffee table in the middle of the sofa, and take the season warmly away.

The brain was completely washed by alcohol to the warmth of the season, but I didn’t know what happened. I also waved at the rushing bar Waiter, trying to get another glass of wine.

"I want to drink!"

"A few cups are drunk like this. Do you think you have a chance to get this in your life?" Mo Jingshen gloomyly took her out of the bar, rubbing her hand on the warm face of the season, and smearing her mouth. The night of the wine is wiped clean.

He rubbed it while he was hiding in the warm season, and he refused to cooperate at all.

"Be honest!" He was low and angry.

Just then, a white luxury car parked there from the beginning to the end of the road, started the engine and left.

Mo Jingshen saw the car's departure, his eyes were cold and bones, and he looked at the warmth of the season that he had been unreliable from his hands.

The warm season raised his eyes and just wanted to say that he let him go, but because of his eyes, he couldn’t help himself. In an instant, the wine also woke up three points.

(End of this chapter)