Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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The momentum of the domestic real estate industry will have more and more room for improvement. She and the boss of BGY are sitting in the conference room and expressing their views on the analysis of domestic real estate.

Every sentence of Ji Nuan talked about the point, so that the boss of BGY is looking forward to the next cooperation with Mo Nuan Studio.

While chatting on Xingtou, the mobile phone on the conference table began to vibrate. Ji Nuan didn't seem to have an electric display. He just hung up and continued talking with a smile.

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

Nan Heng looked at the man who hadn't had time to get out of the box with his mobile phone, and asked with amused expression: "What is your look? Is it that Ji Nuan hung up your phone?"

Mo Depth didn't speak.

Did the little girl really learn to hang up with her?

Just now Qin Shiting said that he actually let Ji Nuan grow a pair of wings to fly and break through. He finally started to think about it.

Twenty-year-old Ji Nuan has too much room to learn and grow. If she thinks of a day in the future, if she really grows up completely, she will be transformed into a so-called general manager he can no longer control ...

Mo Shuang squinted slightly.

Qin Shiting always sat calmly on the square sofa on the other side to drink, shaking the white half ground in the glass square cup, and laughing: "Dare to hang your phone, Ji Nuan is really the first , I have to boast about her when she comes, she is really good! "

The tone fell for a moment, and Qin Shiting said, "It's getting late, but what's going on, don't you go and see her?"

Nan Heng glanced at the time: "Feng Ling was there to accompany her, and there would be no problem. The call was definitely hers. I put my most capable assistant next to his woman. Condition, isn't that too sorry for my cultivation of Feng Ling for many years? "

Mo Jingshen walked over and kicked Nan Heng's leg resting on the crystal coffee table before returning to the sofa. After sitting down, he said indifferently: "If you don't take Feng Ling away from you, you will die directly on her. Hand. "

Nan Heng was suddenly choked with a sip of cigarette, and it was a bit hard to cough when some bloodshot eyes appeared in his deep eyes: "What the hell, Mom told me to die in her hands?"

Mo Jingshen sneered coldly: "I think you have been really busy lately."

"What? I'm busy. Will you fight with me?" Nan Heng squinted his eyes and narrowed his eyes.

"Don't you two, stay away from me if you want to kill each other. In the middle of the night, I don't want to drag two seriously injured patients back to the hospital. Lao Tzu is rarely on the night shift today." Qin Shiting said coldly.

...

After more than half an hour, Ji Nuan finally appeared in the Amethyst City Clubhouse.

Walked in front of the designated box door by the security guard, pushed the door open, and saw that the box inside was large, and there were many facilities in the sofa and coffee table vertical microphones, which are only available in the high-end party hall.

Only three people sat inside.

Mo Jingshen, Nan Heng, and Qin Shiting.

Qin Shiting has now been regarded as an old acquaintance. Nan Heng has always heard of his name but not his name. It is said that he usually spends more time in the United States, doing arms business. He used to Haicheng made his fortune and later became famous in the United States.

Immediately after she opened the door, Mo Jingshen's dull eyes looked at her and said, "Warm, come and sit."

Ji Nuan nodded as he was about to pass, but suddenly saw Nan Heng's unbearable expression, like goose bumps coming out.

"I said to you, how can I kiss me at home, can you notice that this is a public place?" Nan Heng reprimanded.

It's true that Mo Jingshen hasn't seen him take so much initiative with anyone for so many years, let alone such an intimate and enthusiastic way, it is really pushing the limits of their ability to accept.

Mo Jingshen gave him a cold glance: "Take your feet away."

Nanheng: "..."

I want to curse, but I can't bear it anymore. In a blink of an eye, Ji Nuan has come over. Nan Heng's feet resting on the coffee table did block the way. When he retracted his feet, he looked out the door.

After Feng Ling delivered Ji Nun, he dutifully stood outside the door, turned around and planned to stand with several bodyguards in front of the door.

"What are you doing outside? Come in." Nan Heng pressed his voice coldly, and seemed to order.

Ji Nuan was just planning to let Feng Ling come in, but Feng Ling never entered. She just sat down beside Mo Jingshen, raised her eyes and said to Feng Ling outside the door, "Yeah, come in, not outsider."

Feng Ling was still standing outside the door, didn't speak, and glanced over Nan Heng's face, but she didn't say hello to her previous old boss, and looked away to return to Ji Nuan: " This kind of occasion is not suitable for me, Mrs. Mo, I'm guarding the door and calling me for something. "

After that, he closed the door directly outside.

There was an inexplicable silence in the box. Ji Nuan was accustomed to Feng Ling's cold and hard temper. Seeing that the door had been closed outside, he never demanded it.

Mo Jingshen looked at Ji Nuan's face and handed her the drink list on the coffee table: "What do you want to drink?"

Ji Nuan looked down at the wine list, and then looked at so many good wines on the coffee table, and said with a smile, "You don't have to be so troublesome, so much wine, I can just drink with you."

In the end, Mo Jingshen took the wine list back in her hand, rang the table bell and called Waiter in the bar to come in and asked her for a glass of hot juice and fruit platter.

Until Waiter took the list and left, Mo Jingshen said, "I said, you don't want to drink wine anymore."

"I can't drink much ..."

"No bite."

"..."

After Feng Ling closed the door, Nan Heng's face had always been somber, and now he heard that the two next to him were still spitting dog food.

He couldn't bear to glance at Ji Nuan, and then sneered and reprimanded, "Isn't this woman just daring to hang up on your phone? In a blink of an eye, it becomes a careful liver? Even a glass of juice is still necessary. How delicate is the heated one? "

Qin Shiting casually poured wine: "I have already seen it, and you have to adapt to it again. But medically speaking, women really should drink less cold and drink as much hot as possible. benefit."

Nan Heng shouted coldly, squinting his eyes and smirking: "You really are not irritated by the poison, you are so unconscious that you are about to shake the flag for these two people."

Qin Shiting still laughed very carelessly: "Do you think brothers are easy for me? I think 80% of them have been abused by the two of them for a long time, have been abused by Stockholm Syndrome, used to it, and I will not adapt to two days without abuse . "

Nan Heng leaned on the sofa, turned around, and said coldly, "Do you want to be abused so much? OK, I'll do you well."

Qin Shiting looked up at him and said, "What is it?"

Nan Heng glanced in front of the door, his tone was meaningful: "Soon you know."