Chapter 115

A burst of wet chest, ink Jingtian do not dare to move.

For the first time, I saw her cry so sad, no voice, just tears.

She has always been stubborn, stubborn, deep in her mind.

She always has a smile on her face and will fight back in her way even if she is annoyed.

Whether it's a tough thing or being bullied, she may be irritable, anxious and depressed, but she just won't cry.

Unless it's really sad.

Mo Jingtian purses his lips. The last time he found her smoking, it was because Zhou Han made a scene in the company. What was it for this time?

It is absolutely impossible to worry about album sales.

The office is very quiet, the window glass reflects the figure of two people overlapping, the silence is full of warmth.

Ginger foam vent enough, just aware of the surrounding quiet some excessive.

She stepped back, left Mo Jingtian's arms, looking at a dark mark on his chest, embarrassed.

"How did you come here?"

"To spend Christmas with you." Mo Jingtian smiles and doesn't mention the things before. Since she doesn't want to say it, he doesn't ask.

"Christmas --" Jiang Mo thought for a long time, "how to spend Christmas? I haven't had Christmas for a long time. It's so late. Let's go home and have an early rest. We still have work tomorrow. We will be very busy for a long time to come. "

Mo Jingtian's broad palm wrapped her hand and indulged in laughter, "OK, go home."

There are many pedestrians on the road, many men and women, walking in the street, wearing red Christmas hats and scarves, talking and laughing with people around.

Jiang Mo turns to look at the pedestrian.

For a long time, I opened my mouth slowly.

"Before you came, I called Zhou Han to show off the success of this album conference with her, and I would like to show off how good the promotion of Ji Yuwei is when she has nothing to do before."

"She should have cried. How could it be you?" Mo Jingtian doubts that, after all, he has a deep understanding of his wife's fighting level.

Jiang Mo glared at him and his voice dropped a lot. "She mentioned the past things, some things I want to forget and don't want to remember."

She did not say what, Mo Jingtian also did not continue to ask, the car suddenly quiet down.

Red light at the intersection, Mo Jingtian stepped on the brake.

"Those are past events. Since they are past, there is no need to mention them again. We always have to look forward, don't we?"

Jiang Mo nodded and gave him a bright smile. "You are right. People always want to move forward."

Mo Jingtian restarted the car, "so, you want to tell me that you called me on your own initiative. You wanted to pay a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye, but you made yourself cry?"

Jiang Mo:.... "

It may sound humiliating, but it seems like that's what happened.

"Look, I don't want to die young. I have something important to do." Jiang Mo said fiercely.

Mo Jing day endure to smile, Yu light stealthily aimed at her one eye, "what important thing? Do you want to spend Christmas with me

Jiang Mo glared at him, "what an important thing this is! I mean to defeat Zhou Han and crush Ji Yuwei's album sales, so that she will not have the face to show off in front of me in the future. "

Mo Jingtian frowned, "take that garbage as your goal, don't you think it's a waste of time and life?"

Jiang Mo was stunned.

"Life is very short. Don't waste your time and energy on indifferent people and things. It's a waste of time for people like Zhou Han."

Jiang Mo droops the MOU to ponder, slants the head to look at him, "seem to be very reasonable appearance."

"Spend your time on yourself. You like to be a broker. It's not easy to do this job well. You can take the time to improve yourself and try to be the person you want to be. It's not better than fighting with that garbage?"

Mo Jingtian asked with a smile.

Ginger foam is really a little surprised, did not expect ink Jingtian should say such a thing.

"I thought you'd let me spend my time with you."

Mo Jingtian micro Leng, and then serious attitude, "no one is worth your time and energy."

Jiang Mo was really surprised this time and looked at him stupidly. He was no exception.

"Is that your experience? That's what you do? Spend all your time on yourself and try to improve yourself, so that you become what you want to be? "

Mo Jingtian stopped the car and reached out to help her untie the safety belt. "Part of my time and energy is spent on you now."

Ginger foam ears some red, hidden in the strong night, "you said no one is worth his time and energy?"

"You are no one else. You are my love." The low alcohol voice is solemn and serious, and the deep Phoenix eyes are tender and tender.

Jiang Mo's heart suddenly trembled, looking at the eyes of this affectionate man, who said she was betrayed?She has a husband now.

She suddenly stepped forward, imprinted a kiss on his lips, and then quickly left, straight out of the car, "go home, eat, sleep."

Mo Jing Tianfeng eyes slightly curved, flash a smile, follow her behind, toward the door.

It's snowing. It's getting worse.

Sporadic snowflakes turned into goose feather like snow, falling from the air one by one. I don't know which family is holding a Christmas party. I can hear the voice of Mary

Christmas, and bursts of laughter come from time to time.

Jiang Mo opened the door to enter, shoes have not been changed, was in front of this scene, Lengleng Leng standing in place.

In the dark living room, a Christmas tree is placed in front of a large French window, surrounded by a circle of wooden fences, which are stacked with gift boxes.

A string of small lights and a few small stars are hanging on the Christmas tree, flashing colorful lights in the dark.

There are big snowflakes on the glass window. Under the snowflakes, two lovely elk are pulling sleds.

Jiang Mo was shocked and speechless.

With a click, the light in the living room is turned on, and the darkness is replaced by light.

Mo Jingtian stands under the Christmas tree, hands in trouser pockets, smiling gently, "foam, Merry Christmas."

All of a sudden, a big and bright fireworks bloomed in the night sky. Looking from the direction of Jiang Mo, it was like blooming on Mo Jingtian's head, which made his originally handsome face more handsome and elegant. For a time, Jiang Mo lost his mind and was stunned.

Mo Jingtian never cared about his face, but when he saw the obsessed expression of his little wife, he suddenly felt that he had to protect his face carefully.

"You made all these?" Jiang Mo didn't even wear slippers. He rushed to the Christmas tree directly. His face was pleasantly surprised. "When did you get it?"

"It's natural to have a festive atmosphere. Do you want to eat first or open the presents first?" Mo Jingtian asked with a smile.

Jiang Mo was surprised and pointed to the gift boxes on the ground and the Christmas tree, "are these all true? Not for decoration? "

"Don't you just take a look at it?" Mo Jingtian holds her shoulder and pushes her forward.