The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 163 has become a careful liver again in a blink of an eye?

The momentum of the domestic real estate industry will have more and more room for improvement. She and BGY's bosses are sitting in the conference room and express their opinions on the analysis of domestic real estate.

Every sentence of the season is said to be on the spot, so that the boss of BGY is more looking forward to the next cooperation with the studio.

When I was talking to Xingtou, the mobile phone on the conference table began to vibrate. The warmth of the season did not appear to be electric. I just hang up and then continued to laugh and talk.

In the Amethyst City Club, Mo Jingshen heard the phone being hung up and glanced at the phone screen.

Nan Heng looked at the man who had not had time to get out of the box with his mobile phone. He smiled and asked: "What is your expression? Is it that the season is hanging up your phone?"

Ink does not speak.

Does the little woman really learn to hang her phone?

Just now, Qin Siting said that he actually let go of the sentence of the season and grew a pair of wings to fly to the cockroach. He finally began to think about it.

The 20-year-old season warmer still has too much space to learn and grow. When she thinks of a certain day in the future, if she really grows up completely, she will become a so-called season total that he can no longer control.

Ink deepened his eyes slightly.

Qin Siting always calmly sat on the square sofa on the other side to drink, gently rocking the white half of the glass square, and smiled: "Dare to hang your phone, the season is really the first I am so good to marry her when she comes, she is so good!"

After the tone fell for a moment, Qin Siting said: "It is not too early, but don't do anything, do you want to go to her to see?"

Nan Heng looked at the time: "There is no such thing as Feng Ling is with her. There is no problem. This phone is definitely her own. I put my most capable assistant next to his woman. The situation, isn’t that too much sorry for my cultivation of Fengling for many years?”

Ink dark went over, and when he sat down on the sofa, he kicked the leg of Nanheng resting on the crystal coffee table. After sitting down, he said indifferently: "Don't take the seal away from you, you are afraid that you will die directly in her." Hands."

Nan Heng suddenly was stunned by a cigarette, coughing to the deep bottom of the eyes, some bloodshots were a bit difficult: "What he. Mom told me to die in her hands?"

Ink dark and cool and sneer: "I see you have been very busy recently."

"What? I am very busy, do you want to fight with me?" Nan Heng squinted with smoke.

"You two don't want to be away from me. I don't want to drag two seriously injured patients back to the hospital in the middle of the night. I don't have to work night shifts today." Qin Siting was cold.

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After more than half an hour, the warm season finally appeared in the Amethyst City Clubhouse.

The security guide leads to the front of the designated box door, pushes open the door, and sees that the box inside is very large. There are many facilities for the sofa coffee table and the high-end bombing hall.

There were only three people sitting inside.

Mo Jingshen, Nan Heng, and Qin Siting.

Qin Siting is now considered to be an old acquaintance. Nan Heng has always been ignorant of his name for the warm season. It is said that he usually spends a lot of time in the United States and is doing business in arms. He used to Haicheng made a fortune and later became famous in the United States.

As soon as she opened the door, the dark eyes of Mo Jing looked at her and said: "Warm, come and sit."

The quarterly warm nod was just about to pass, but suddenly saw Nan Heng's face with an unbearable expression, like the goose bumps came out.

"I said you, how can I kiss me at home, I can do it. Can you pay attention to this is a public occasion?" Nan Heng reprimanded.

I really know that Mo Jingshen has not seen him so active for so many years, let alone the way of such relatives and enthusiasm, is really breaking through the limits of their ability to accept.

Inklessly gave him a cold look: "Take your feet away."

Nan Heng: "..."

Very special, I want to swear, but I still have to bear it. I saw that the warm season has come over. Nan Heng’s foot was on the coffee table and it really blocked the road. He took a look at the door while he recovered his foot.

After Feng Ling sent the season warmth, he stood outside the door with due diligence and turned around and planned to stand with several bodyguards in front of the door.

"What are you doing outside the station? Come in." Nan Heng pressed his voice, cold and ice, and like an order.

The warm season was just about to let Feng Ling come in together, but Feng Ling never went in. She just walked to the side of Mo Jingshen and sat down. She looked up at the door outside the door and said, "Yes, come in, it’s not outsider."

Feng Ling still stood outside the door, did not speak, his eyes swept across the face of Nan Heng, but it was very plain and faint. He did not say hello to her old BOSS, and turned his eyes back to the warmth of the season: This kind of occasion is not for me, Mrs. Mo, I am guarding the door, something is called me."

Finished, the door was closed directly outside.

There was a strange silence in the box. The warm season was the habit of Feng Ling’s cold and hard temper. When the door was closed, it was not forced.

Ink Jing looked at the warm face and handed the drink list on the coffee table to her: "What do you want to drink?"

The season warmed down and looked at the wine list. Then I looked at so many good wines on the coffee table. I laughed and said, "You don't have to worry about it. With so much wine, I can drink it with you."

As a result, Mo Jing Shen took the wine list in her hand and went back. She called the bar's Waiter in the barbell and asked her for a hot juice and fruit platter.

Until Waiter took the list, Mo Jingshen said: "I said, you don't want to drink any more in the future."

"I can't drink much more..."

"It won't work."

"..."

After Feng Ling closed the door, Nan Heng’s face had been gloomy, and now he heard the two dogs still eating and mad at the side.

He couldn't bear to look at the warmth of the season, and then sneered and replied: "Is this woman not daring to hang your phone? It has become a careful liver in the blink of an eye? Even the juice needs to be How heated is it?"

Qin Siting inadvertently poured wine: "I have already seen it already, you have to adapt to it. But medically speaking, women should really drink less cold, try to drink more hot, have physical benefit."

Nan Heng screamed and squinted: "You really are not poisoned by the poison, and your brain is not clear enough to shout for the two."

Qin Siting still laughed very casually: "Do you think that brothers are easy for me? I see that 80% of them have been abused by both of them for a long time. They have been abused by Stockholm Syndrome. They are used to it. I don't adapt to it for two days. ""

Nan Heng body leaned back on the sofa, turned and turned, cold: "You want to be abused? OK, I will fulfill you."

Qin Siting looked up at him and said: "What is it?"

Nan Hengchao blinked in front of the door, and the tone was profound: "You know it soon."

(End of this chapter)