Don’t Turn from Summer

The next day.

Mu Hanxia opened her eyes and saw the light morning light. She lay down for a while, and thought in her head: Do you have a boyfriend now?

Heart, undulating. Get up, wash, change clothes, still thinking about him living next door. As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw that his door just opened. Lin Mochen's suit was straight, with a coat in his arm, and came out.

A pair of four eyes.

Mu Hanxia's heart trembled slightly, but her face was calm: "Early."

He walked straight towards her.

Standing in front of her, she took one of her hands and said, "Let's go."

Mu Hanxia was led by him to the elevator, and his soul seemed to be taken away by him. She looked at the hands of the two men and said, "Did you not say yesterday, let me think about it for a while?" Why now, it is so logical to lead people.

Lin Mochen looked at the front, but only smiled softly: "Oh ..."

Mu Hanxia: "..."

The two entered the elevator, and his hands were still clenched firmly.

Mu Hanxia: "This is a trick."

Lin Mochen didn't speak.

After a while, it was on the restaurant floor. The elevator door was open and no one was outside. Lin Mochen suddenly lowered her head, and at the same time supported her head with her hands. She pecked her lips gently and whispered, "Go to eat."

When Mu Hanxia's face was hot, and there was nothing to struggle, he obediently allowed him to enter the restaurant.

This day is still step by step. The two had breakfast and he drove to the company. When they arrive at the company, they are busy. His main energy is now on plot a, and she is going to help him manage the clothing business and communicate frequently with Beijing. The two were so busy that they couldn't see each other in the morning and couldn't say a word.

But from this day, Mu Hanxia is not the same as before. It was her first time to come together with a man. Although busy, he always remembered his appearance from time to time. He hugged her, he kissed her, and looked at her with a smile in his eyes. Those looks are completely different from his innocence and sophistication in front of people.

By noon, Lin Mochen was still meeting with several people in the real estate project. Someone looked at the watch and said, "Mr. Lin, why don't we just eat downstairs?"

Lin Mochen calmed for a moment before answering, "I made an appointment at noon. You eat first, and come back in the afternoon to continue."

Everyone naturally has no objection.

At that time, Mu Hanxia went to the suburban factory and was in the workshop with several cadres. He planned to have a box lunch, but received a call from Lin Mochen.

"Where?" He asked.

"In the factory."

"I'm here to pick you up for dinner?" There was a slight smile in his voice.

"Oh, okay." Hanging up the phone, Mu Hanxia immediately put down the box lunch, his face was full of face: "If something happens, you all eat first, I'm leaving."

Everyone said, "Mr. Wood is too busy! Too dedicated! Meals cannot be delicious!"

Mu Hanxia's guilty conscience: "Where?"

When she left the factory, she saw Lin Mochen's car parked on an unoccupied tree-lined road. She opened the door and sat in the co-pilot. She saw him wearing sunglasses with a smile on her face.

"What do you want to eat?" He asked.

"Okay."

As a result, Lin Mochen drove her to the small shop where the two had been. He took her hand and walked in. Mu Hanxia looked at the smile on the boss's face, fainted, and whispered, "Are you here to get back to where you are? Would you be so naive, boss?"

Lin Mochen said lightly, "When did I lose my place? The last time I brought you here was to follow one of your planning steps."

"..."

Sit down and eat. Even the light lotus root soup seemed to have a slight sweetness.

When Lin Mochen ate, if he had nothing to talk about, he wouldn't talk much. But Mu Hanxia, ​​a man who is used to standing and eating hot and dry noodles, is also fast-paced when eating. She looked up at him from time to time. She is not familiar with the etiquette of formal dining by foreigners, and what is the style of the so-called high society. But Lin Mochen's eating posture was indeed elegant and reserved. Even the posture of holding things with chopsticks seems more generous than ordinary people.

"What are you looking at?" He asked.

"Nothing." Mu Hanxia replied, thinking of him leaving Linshi to go abroad when he was a teenager, so he asked, "Apart from your sister, do you have any relatives in Linshi?"

Lin Mochen drank the soup and replied very lightly, "No."

"Oh."

He looked up at her: "What about you? Who are some relatives in Jiangcheng?"

Mu Hanxia poked the dishes in the bowl with chopsticks, and replied, "The rest are distant relatives.

Lin Mochen stopped talking.

After a while, Mu Hanxia suddenly froze.

Lin Mochen was under the table and shook her hand.

His eyes were heavy and he stared at her calmly. His slender hands held her completely in his palm.

Mu Hanxia suddenly understood. This holding hand is company, and he cares for her.

No one had ever given Mu Hanxia such a feeling, her eyes suddenly became sour and she smiled.

At this moment Lin Mochen's cell phone rang. He let go of her hand and picked up: "Hey. Well ... well, send me a copy of the detailed data. OK, I will send someone over soon."

Hanging up the phone, Mu Hanxia asked, "What's the matter?"

He looked at her and replied, "Beijing market sales have fluctuated recently and new competitors have appeared. We need to help them sort out the market and key product categories."

Mu Han Xia Jing said for a while, "Let's go."

Lin Mochen did not answer immediately. In fact, he never planned well, but at the moment there was a trace of annoyance in his heart. If I had known today, why would he train her as the successor of the clothing business? As soon as the talents arrive, they have to release them before they cover the heat?

Ah……

But in the end he is not a man who affects his career for affection. After a moment of silence, he answered, "OK."

After eating, return to the car. Mu Hanxia said, "Since the situation is urgent, let me fly tonight."

"Ok."

Mu Hanxia stopped talking.

Lin Mochen inserted the car key, but did not start immediately. He tapped his finger on the steering wheel twice, and reached into his arms. Mu Hanxia's heart jumped, and he lowered his head and kissed him closely. The kiss was deeper than in the morning, as if with the same blazing and strong power as last night. Mu Hanxia gently snorted in his arms, and he kissed for a while before whispering, "I will finish the matter at hand as soon as possible and come to the airport to see you."

As a result, Mu Hanxia was waiting outside the airport security checkpoint for the boarding time and Lin Mochen didn't come.

The twilight drooped, and she kept looking at the airport entrance. The flow of people is like a shuttle, without him.

Finally, waited for his call.

It's noisy, and he's not quiet there.

"Have you boarded?" He asked.

Mu Hanxia replied, "It's coming."

"Sorry." He said, "Rongyue has proposed an important meeting. It's not over yet. I can't leave."

Apparently he missed the appointment, but her heart softened slightly and said, "It doesn't matter."

Both were silent for a while, and he suddenly smiled and said, "Finish it sooner, and come back sooner."

"Well, I will."

The radio prompt started boarding.

Mu Hanxia: "See you then."

He replied, "See you later."

Mu Hanxia remained silent for another two seconds and did not hang up. Listening to him again, she said quietly: "summer, miss me."

Mu Hanxia froze for a moment, and blushed: "Hey ... I'll think about it."