Chapter 513, what is the pleasing trousers of her close-fitting pants when she is wearing ink?

When I was hugged to the table, the warm season looked at the dishes that were apparently just coming from a hotel.

Seasonal warmth: "Is it not a wound? Can I eat something so big?"

The man put her on the dining chair: "It's all vegetarian, not so oily."

The season did not speak again, only reached out and pulled down the hem of his shirt, trying to block part of his thigh as much as possible. When the man’s gaze saw her, she still had no expression on her face, but After all, there are still various problems that I don’t understand. When she picks up the chopsticks, she asks: "Yes, is the death of Su Zhilan really related to you..."

"eat."

Seasonal warmth: "..."

She looked at him again, and it was indeed hungry. Anyway, this meal had to be eaten. Anything to talk about was not urgent. She raised her chopsticks and started to eat, but she also had a few dishes. Just eating a little, these dishes are good, and they taste very fragrant, but perhaps because they just got up, they can't eat much. They are not interested in these meals when they eat and eat.

In addition to a few vegetarian dishes, there is also a very light steamed fish. After I tasted the fish, I felt that the taste was good, but it was still a little warm. She couldn’t help but say: "Now the hotel near Oran International The kitchen level is not good."

Inexplicably, I feel that the food sitting here should not taste so bad, but I didn’t want to understand how there would be a sense of difference.

Mo Jingshen helped her with the soup, and she looked up at her and said, "I am busy taking care of you when you are awake, and expect me to take time to cook for you to eat?"

The season is warm and biting the chopsticks, and I don’t talk at once.

right.

Every time she used to live in Oran International, even if she was working overtime until late, she would personally give her food. Every time she can eat the delicious food he made by himself, at the time of the Royal Garden. There are Chen Hao, other places may be called takeaway or she can cook for herself, but in Oran International, it is indeed often eaten by him.

It turned out that her inexplicable feeling of falling was just because of this place.

The man put the soup in front of her and didn't talk nonsense with her: "Meal."

The warmth of the season looked at the cold and deserted man, remembering the strange dreams, slowly picking up his lips.

Those dreams are not mentioned for the time being. What he said must go back to the original point. What kind of life trajectory can be left for the time being, but he has not gone to the company for two days and has been taking care of her?

I heard that he had barely taken a day off after taking over the Shine Group. The man now seems to be exceptionally incomprehensible compared to the original one, but he is particularly patient with her.

She bowed her head to eat, perhaps because she was not really able to eat because of this feeling of falling, and she ate a big bowl in one go.

Although I felt much better, after all, I was bullied by the two kidnappers, and I slept for two days. The weakness of my body could not recover at once. She sat at the table and didn’t move, but her heart was already planning to Go back to bed and have a good night's sleep, and then resume your physical and mental state.

But it seems that her continued living in Oran International is not appropriate.

After all, they have been divorced for so long.

I didn’t feel that I was a vengeful person before the warm season, but in the case of Mo Jingshen, she found that although she was not obsessed with the past, she would not be tempted to make troubles, but she still Very vengeful.

"All the things in my mobile phone and bag should fall into the sea with your car. Now I can't contact other people. You should have a mobile phone here. Can you call me?" she asked.

The man stared at her for ten seconds. When the warm season was preparing to explain why he wanted to borrow a mobile phone, he said in an understatement: "I have lived here before the injury is complete. I will send someone to inform you at your company." ""

Seasonal warmth: "..."

She has not said the reason yet.

Mo Jing Shen walked over to her and looked down at her still pale face: "You go back to the bedroom to rest, there is no clothes here. I ask people to go to the mall to buy them, and then buy some daily necessities that you can use." ,Ok?"

The warmth sat at the table and licked his lips. After a while, he said, "You don't even have one inside of me. There are no pants left. Don't buy or buy clothes, I will wear your shirt completely vacuum. Are you here, right?"

Mo Jingshen: "What is wrong?"

Seeing the expression of the tiger's face in the warmth of the season, he seems to take her some arrogance, whispered: "Then I will look for you, see if you can have one or two when you go. Inadvertently forgot to take it away?"

Seasonal warmth: "..."

Let Mo Jingshen help her find inside. Pants?

Don't say that now two people have no legal relationship, even if they have not divorced before, it seems that he has never done this.

The man saw her half-hearted and did not answer, and turned directly to the bedroom.

When the season is warm, he really wants to find it and get up: "I am looking for it myself!"

Ink deep side, looked at her, lifted his chin toward the bedroom and pointed to the direction, said: "Go."

How is this topic inexplicable from the use of mobile phones with him to find the inside. Pants this thing?

The warm season looked at his clear facial features and eyebrows, his face was calm, and he was still reluctant to walk away.

While walking, the hem of the shirt continued to be pulled down, while the side of the shirt suspected that the ink depth was intentional.

He clearly has a shirt that is longer than the hem of this style. She used to wear it. He was tall and long. When she was not wearing high heels, he was taller than her, so his shirt was usually worn by her. Can cover a large part of the thigh, but this is obviously not the longest one, can barely cover the thigh. Root. Department, and then want to go to the next inch can not pull down.

She squinted into the bedroom while pulling her shirt, opened the closet and pulled the drawer in it and looked it up. It turned out that she had nothing left, and she didn't even have her things in the corner.

Before she returned the key to him three years ago, it was indeed to take everything away, but she was collecting it very quickly, and it was not going to fall, but now it seems that she was really serious at the time. It really is nothing left.

The man did not stop her from rummaging through the drawers and pulling the drawers. She stood in the trouser pocket with one hand in front of the bedroom door, faintly screaming at her: "I have already asked someone to buy it for you, and there is no shortage of clothes inside and outside. Not bad for these two hours, it will be a while, huh?"

Seeing that there is really nothing, the warmth of the season pushed the drawer back, and the face was ugly and reluctantly agreed.

But this is not the way to bare legs, she simply opened the cabinet and took out a loose and soft home trousers from the inside - of course, the ink is deep.

She turned back and hid behind the cabinet door and put her trousers on her before she was slightly satisfied. When she came out from behind the door, she suddenly came to see her eyes on the ink, and she paused.

Immediately reflected in shame, she was so smug in the trousers that she wore when she was sleeping in the ink...

(End of this chapter)