Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?
Chapter 105: Mo Jingshen, Just Because My Temperament Is Good ...
Ji Nuan suddenly took a step back, the expression 'I want to keep your distance' on her face. His entire body was alert like a hedgehog. He tried to take another step back.
Mo Jingshen narrowed his eyes at her. "You dare try taking another step back?"
“…”
Ji Nuan did not speak. He turned to press against the elevator wall. He wanted to drink, so he drank. However, after getting drunk, he actually turned into a punching bag.
After exiting the elevator and entering the room, Ji Nuan directly entered. He maintained his determination to stay away from Mo Jingshen.
Mo Jingshen raised a hand to massage his brows. Then he saw his expression. His black pupils focused on him as he unhurriedly removed the cufflinks. He's breathing. “You're drunk, so I won't fight with you. Come." Comehere."
Ji Nuan stood by the window vigilantly. He leaned against the window as if gathering a sense of security.
"I'm not drunk!" He clarified loudly.
"I asked you to come." Mo Jingshen's heavy voice cut him off.
Ji Nuan leaned against the curtain, gripping the cloth tightly as she lowered her gaze. He gently emphasized, “I said I wasn't drunk, so I wasn't drunk. Mo Jingshen, you can't take advantage of the fact that my emotions are good to stop me from finding a place to stay for a while. Especially since…"
"Your anger's good?" Mo Jingshen smiled faintly.
Ji Nuan: “..
Is his emotions not good enough now?
"Aren't you drunk?" He sneered.
Ji Nuan: “..
He didn't care; after all, he wasn't drunk!
“Good, since you are not drunk, let's discuss well about what happened tonight.” Mo Jingshen lowly and coldly said as he approached.
Ji Nuan saw that she was approaching and subconsciously took a step back, pressing the window behind her.
“If you take another step back, that window that is locked incorrectly will open. This is the eighteenth floor. You want to fall?" he said these words one by one.
Ji Nuan's heart slightly jumped. Before, he felt a cold wind on his back. As he turned around, he saw that the beautiful recess window behind the curtain was completely unlocked properly. There was a small gap, allowing a slight breeze to enter.
He was silent for a moment before he reached out to the window and pulled her inside, closing her firmly. At the same time, he suddenly felt the scent of the man approaching.
Ji Nuan turned her face away, refusing to look at her.
Seeing she was clearly planning to continue being indifferent towards him, Mo Jingshen's perfect jaw stiffened. In the next instant, he violently grabbed his wrist, pressing it against the window behind him.
Ji Nuan felt his powerful strength and suddenly raised her eyes in fear. His entire body rested on the glass behind him.
However, just as he was thinking of struggling, the man's phone rang.
Sweet tones were heard repeatedly. He knew it must be because the evening party wasn't over yet. Regardless of whether it was from An Shuyan or Mo Shaoze, however, it had nothing to do with him.
"Your phone is ringing" Ji Nuan reminded him.
Mo Jingshen didn't seem to hear anything. His gaze remained on her.
He looked at Ji Nuan, making her goosebumps all over his body. His phone became silent after a few seconds but started ringing again. He raised his hand to grope his coat. He picked up his phone and glanced at the row of unsaved numbers displayed on his screen.
Ji Nuan was able to recognize An Shuyan's number. He had only seen her once that night, but he had remembered her.
However, Mo Jingshen coldly put away the phone he picked up to him. By the time their eyes met, he grabbed the phone from his hand and ruthlessly threw it behind.
With the sound of "Peng!", the phone hit the slightly shiny gold-colored ceramic floor tiles. Endless ringing tones suddenly stopped.
Mo Jingshen was the type of person who, even when he did not reveal any expression, stirred fear in one's heart with just his gentle and cold gaze.
Although Ji Nuan did not feel fear, as soon as the phone fell, his mind went blank for a moment.
"My secretary An?" He coldly sneered. "Who gave him the right?"
Ji Nuan returned to herself, peering over her shoulder to stare at the shattered phone.
Even though it was not the one they bought together, he still could not help but look at it anymore.
"I'll repeat myself again." His gaze fell on his face, word for word entering his ears. “You're not clear-minded enough now. We don't have to fight either. We'll discuss this tomorrow morning after you go to bed. Listen to me, okay?”
His gaze was clearly cold and contained dissatisfaction. However, due to Ji Nuan's expression, she still warmed up her tone to prevent him from scaring her.
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Ji Nuan discovered that the alcohol scent from the bar was very attached to her. It's not too good to kiss. She went to shower again.
Since she did not want to face Mo Jingshen right now, she bathed for a long time before coming out.
He wrapped the robe very tightly around himself and then wrapped another towel around it. After making sure that she was covered enough, she walked out of the bathroom.
He scanned the room and was unable to find Mo Jingshen's silhouette.
Is he back at the party tonight?
Ji Nuan slowly tightened her robe and walked towards the window to open it. A thick bathrobe is barely enough to protect it from the cold night air.
It's late at night. The hotel corridor. Outside the window, the city had already welcomed a silent night. There was only an occasional car passing by, its headlights flashing. From the eighteenth floor, he could almost see half of Hai Cheng's city lights.
The hangover is a little less.
He finally understood clearly that, what he wanted, was indeed much more than before.
If it had been a month ago, when he had just woken up in the room, he would not have cared about the words of those people. He would also not care about An Shuyan's whereabouts.
All he wants is his identity. Mo's. He wants to be able to protect everything he has ever lost and not repeat the same mistakes.
All he wanted was to live this new life well.
However, before, he was completely distracted. Disturbed until she's scared herself.
Tonight, he might be too emotional.
When he left, he actually did not even think twice before stepping into Sheng Yihan's car.
If it happened the next time, he wouldn't do it even if a knife was placed around his neck.
Ji Nuan raised a hand to hold her forehead, suddenly feeling a wave of regret.
He really wasted two lives. As someone who had experienced almost everything, the strength of his heart was actually still not strong enough.
He was just about to turn around when he heard the sound of the door opening. As she looked back, she saw Mo Jingshen's tall silhouette enter the room. The long coat on the man's body seemed to have been stained by the cold night air. However, it did not affect his good looks. He held two boxes of what looked like a takeaway he had left to buy personally.