Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

Mo Beiting felt that she was not good because she had never seen her state in the first time. At that time, she had to rely on sleeping pills to get to sleep. From half of them to the next three or four, sometimes even five. Shi Sheng couldn't help but forcibly take the pills away. After a while, she could barely sleep two or three hours a day without the help of drugs.

The man pursed his lips, with a shallow smile under his eyes, and a dark color at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, which was more arrogant than usual. "How did you sleep in recent days? Are you trying to drain me? "

Yi Qiao talks mostly is a kind of expression, a kind of tone, she lightly looked at Mo Beiting, silent for a few seconds, "I'm cold, you don't take the initiative, I probably won't take the initiative to strengthen you."

Mo Beiting slammed the steering wheel and pulled the car to the side of the road. He clamped her jaw and leaned over to bite her: "Why are you so dirty, eh?"

Yi Qiao

Mo Beiting kisses her, "frigidity of sex means that you have no interest in sex life. You just can't keep up with your physical reaction and need a long period of foreplay. It's commonly known as slow half shot. It's estimated that the hypophysis of the brain is not fully developed. When do you go to the hospital to take a brain CT?"

This man's poisonous tongue does not belong to the kind of overtones, but it is blocked every time.

"You really have a strong taste. So many normal women don't like it, but they want one whose brain is not fully developed."

Mo Beiting smile, restart the car, "I said like you?"

Yi Qiao pulls a face to bite lip, "have no."

"Really don't want to see a psychologist?"

"Yes."

Mo Beiting turned around and called the doctor to cancel the appointment

"Go to the construction site of Tianzheng resort."

Although Tianzheng's list has been finalized, it's her in China after all. As he walked, he twisted his eyebrows and asked, "why don't you call me?"

"Madame won't, she said she'll just sit in the office waiting for you."

Mo Beiting narrowed his eyes, still calm and calm, "I know, go down."

He pushed the door open, and at a glance he saw Chun min sitting on the sofa talking on the phone. His legs were close together and he was slightly sideways. He was in a standard business sitting posture.

Alcohol min looked at Mo Beiting who came in and said to the person on the other end of the phone, "OK, call me if you have anything."

Hang up the phone, alcohol min wearing carefully ironed Chanel light color suit, hair into a bun plate in the back of the head, wearing light makeup, everywhere showing delicate and elegant mature charm, "Beiting."

"Mom, why are you here today?"

"I've made an appointment with a client to talk about things nearby. I'll drop in to see you when I'm done."

Mo Beiting raised the sleeve of his shirt a little and said, "have lunch together at noon?"

"I have an appointment at noon, so I won't eat with you," said Chun min, taking a sip of coffee and looking at Mo Beiting faintly. "I saw Nian en when I was shopping yesterday. The girl grew up and her temperament changed quietly. I almost couldn't recognize her."

Is Xiao nianen quiet?

Mo Beiting doesn't comment on this. The girl's biggest advantage is that she can pretend to talk to others and to the devil.

It is estimated that the mother does not like the girl who is too happy to take off, deliberately put on a quiet appearance.

"It's said that Jin Huan is on vacation recently. When he's free, he'll call his brother and sister to play at home. When your grandfather is old, he likes to be boisterous. Your second brother and elder sister are also busy. It's hard for you to talk when you go back."

"Good."

"Nianen is 23 this year. In a flash, you've all grown up."

Mo Beiting raised his eyes and silently looked at the alcohol sensitive who was speaking from Wu. After a while, he said: "en."

The alcohol sensitive facial expression slightly sank to sink, "North Court, you are pretending to don't understand or really don't understand?"

"I already have a wife. It doesn't matter how old nianen is or how good his character is." Mo Beiting twisted his eyebrows, which revealed a touch of impatience and irritability. He vaguely felt his mother's thoughts when he went back to Mo's home last time. Although she didn't say anything, a person's eyes couldn't deceive people.

She is not satisfied with Yi Qiao.

His mother was a man of high spirit, and he knew that since she expressed this idea, it was not far from her time to talk to him openly.