The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 593 wants to find a reason

She is indeed not as good as lying directly on the bed with the quilt. It is so exposed that the evidence he left on her last night is completely challenging him to see that she is sick and only exists. So one-and-a-half-degree self-control.

After Mo Jingshen handed the thermometer to her, she immediately turned to the beginning and left the following sentence: "Look at the temperature again. If you don't burn, you don't have to take any more medicine."

After the season was warm, I measured it myself and said, "Thirty-seven degrees."

The man snorted, then he didn't talk, and didn't even look at her again.

At this moment, his mobile phone rang. When the man was warm and screaming at the window and answering the phone, he also got out of bed and picked up the mobile phone that he had charged for a while. He just took the mobile phone and walked to the bed, and he heard the man The light tone when answering the phone seems to be from a company in the United States. A few things that listen to his whispered tone are mostly related to things in Los Angeles.

The warmth of the season reminds me that the MN Group has moved back to China and occasionally only needs to go to London to handle some things, but the headquarters of the Shine Group is still in the United States, and Haicheng is only a branch after all, and this time when Mo Jingshen returned to China is indeed very Long, but he will return to Los Angeles after all?

Last time, he and Mr. Vinse just said casually that the Shine Group, a company with a deep roots in the United States for decades, does not migrate as the MN Group says. It is the foundation of the Shine Group. After all, he still could not stay in Haicheng for too long.

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It was already dark early, and the season was warm, but I couldn’t sleep because I was sitting on the bed. Especially in this room, there was only such a big bed, and there was no intention to go to the ink scene.

He was sleeping on this bed last night. Wouldn't he still plan to sleep here this evening?

Looking at the phone during the warm season, I glanced at the direction of the bathroom from time to time, and heard the sound of the water inside. The man was taking a shower until the bathroom door opened. She retracted her eyes and continued to look at the phone.

She did not need to ask at all, the man did not take long after bathing and went straight to bed.

Naturally, it seems that the two of them are really the same from the couple who have never divorced.

The warmth of the season fell on the edge of the bed, suddenly took a look at the time, suddenly said: "I am hungry."

The man did not stop the movement of the quilt. When she approached her side, she looked at the little woman and it was obviously nothing to look for. She did not poke her: "What do you want to eat?"

Before the warm season, I only ate some porridge. Those things digested very quickly. Now it is more than ten o'clock in the night. It is almost eleven o'clock. Even if she says that she is hungry, it is not excessive.

"Noodle." The season warmed down and continued to look at the phone, not to see him: "Since now you can only eat light things, then only the noodles can be eaten."

The man took the phone: "I asked someone to go to the nearby noodle restaurant to pack a bowl for you."

"I don't want to eat outside."

"Where did you eat? Hotel?"

"I want to eat what you cook."

The man did not speak first, and the season warmed up. When he turned his eyes, he saw that he was looking at her low.

She quickly dismissed her eyes and looked at the movie screen that had just been released from the phone. She said faintly: "Can't you? That's it."

"If this is the Tang Tang Hotel, I can always tell them to give me a kitchen, I will cook the noodles. Now this hotel is your own choice, I am not sure if their kitchen can be free now." Mo Jingshen does not seem to want to refuse. In his tone, he is patient and somewhat contemptuous. Even if she is deliberately martyrdom or deliberately dismissed him, he has no opinion.

"Oh, then don't eat." The warmth of the season is still faint, and the eyes are not away from the mobile phone: "I just said it casually, it's too late, and it's not so good to be so tossed."

What is being put on the mobile phone is a movie made by a famous director. The opening is a play. After watching the warmth for a while, I feel a little chaotic, and I changed it to another movie.

The man’s voice rang again beside her: “I want to eat what I cook?”

She didn't lift her eyelids: "Well, there is no appetite, the oil on the takeaway is too big, and the taste is not good enough."

The man stopped talking, but the warm season felt that the man was immediately taken out of bed.

Looking back at the bed that only oneself exists, her eyes glanced at the man's back and saw him change clothes. Wouldn't she really want to cook her?

In fact, she just wanted to find a reason, not wanting him to sleep in her bed.

But it is also a bit hungry.

Mo Jingshen could not see that she was deliberately tossing him, but also deliberately opened him, but seeing the man re-changed the shirt trousers, the season warm and quickly took back the line and looked down at the movie in the phone, but in my heart I suspect that this hotel is not as big as the Shengtang Hotel, and it is not a hotel invested by Shine Group. It is not so easy to let people leave the kitchen to give him.

I can think of it, the man did not take long to go out, the quiet in the room and the sound of the movie on her mobile phone in stark contrast.

The feeling of warmth in the season is suddenly like a childish child. The way of venting is also naive, but I can't control myself.

It is estimated that the ink will not come back for a while, she put down her mobile phone, got out of bed, went to the suitcase and found some skin cream and the like, and then carefully applied the skin cream to the skin exposed outside her nightdress, otherwise She can't wear long-sleeved trousers and high-necked clothes just in the autumn, and Haicheng hasn't reached the temperature in Beijing yet. It's still hot. After she goes back, she can't be seen.

After a long time, she rubbed her skin, and she frowned and went back to bed.

The season warmed back to the bed, and when I opened the quilt, I lie down in the quilt. Whether or not Mo Jingshen is going out to buy her face or cook noodles, just lift the phone and continue watching the movie, so as not to be upset again. Think about other things.

Suddenly, the phone shook in the hand, the season warmed up, turned off the movie, opened WeChat, and saw Mo Jingshen asked her on WeChat: [What taste to eat? ]

Seasonal warm reply: [Is there a seafood ingredient? The seafood noodles are also good. ]

Anyway, the longer you cook, the better.

The man sent a voice directly, his voice was low and soothing and patient: "Just got a fever, not allowed to eat seafood, change other."

The warm season continues to be expressionless: [Oh, that's casual. ]

(End of this chapter)