Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?
Chapter 137: Whether My Body Can Accept It or Not, You'll Know Soon
In the afternoon, approaching work hours.
Mo Corporation, CEO's office.
After receiving a satisfactory collaboration contract, the representatives of the partner company politely remained chatting for a few minutes before finally leaving.
The office returned to silence. Mo Jingshen's gaze turned to the dugout, and when the secretary and assistant finally finished the summary of the day's work, he glanced at the time and closed the file in his hands.
He approached the door of the dugout and looked inside deserted. He guessed Ji Nuan must have fallen asleep.
The door was pushed open quietly.
On the soft and large bed, Ji Nuan was sleeping soundly. Her soft and silky hair was spread on the pillow, and her sleeping face was relaxed and peaceful. His phone was placed right next to his pillow where he could easily pick it up.
He could sense that before falling asleep, he must have been busy thinking about whether to reply to her or not. Mo Jingshen smiled, picked up his phone and placed it on the bedside table.
Ji Nuan sleeping too sweet. Mo Jingshen sat by the bed, watching him without making any movements. He silently watched her like this.
Last night, during a violent thunderstorm, this little lady seemed to have ascended from heaven as she climbed towards the balcony. The scene of him throwing himself into his arms while carrying a wounded body replayed in his mind repeatedly.
He watched her for a long time and noticed that the small blisters on Ji Nuan's face had mostly faded away.
Mo Jingshen held onto one of his hands, flipping it over to scan the wound on his palm. Although mild and not taken seriously, they are slightly swollen because they are not properly disinfected.
He stood up and left the dugout, ordering Shen Mu to buy the disinfectant medicine.
Not long after, after receiving the medicine, Mo Jingshen returned to the dugout.
The room was completely quiet. He could only catch the light breathing sound that Ji Nuan made. It had a slow frequency, and just by listening, one would feel the peace in this room was a rare holiday from the world.
The medicine specifically purchased for Mo Jingshen by Shen Mu did not cause such stinging pain as disinfectant. However, the moment the powder was slightly scattered in Ji Nuan's palm, the slightly tickling and painful sensation still caused him to knit his brows in his sleep.
"Mr ..." He instinctively wanted to shrink his hand back, uncomfortably releasing a gentle whimper.
Mo Jingshen held her hand to prevent her from moving away. As Ji Nuan's movements became more prominent, she leaned over and gently kissed her lips. Finally, as the numbing sensation on his lips diverted his attention from the slight pain in his palm, his eyebrows loosened, and he fell into a deep sleep once again. Her cherry-colored lips curved into a thin smile as if she was dreaming beautifully.
When the little lady fell asleep, she looked very sweet and seductive. If not for his two hands being busy, and he still had to continue applying disinfectant, Mo Jingshen would not mind pressing him for a deeper kiss.
He slowly leaned back, holding his hand gently as he took his time spreading the white powder on the small blisters. The wound is not serious enough to require stitches or bandages, but a simple disinfecting process cannot be ignored.
The clothes Ji Nuan wore were thin and loose. Mo Jingshen easily pushed his sleeve and applied the medicine on his elbow as well.
As he pulled the bottom of his clothes to the side, the man stopped in his actions.
Mo Jingshen suppressed the ga*rah that lit up in his eyes. After rubbing the medicine on his leg, he placed it on the bedside table.
Then, he lowered his gaze.
As the blankets on her body were pushed to the side, as were the clothes on her bottom, the chill caused the little lady to instinctively shrink both her legs towards herself.
Last night, the two did not rest well. At first, he should have let her rest longer. However, because this scene was too provoking, Mo Jingshen's strong restraint working against the aphrodisiac last night almost instantly disappeared.
She leaned over, picking up a few strands of her hair to inhale the scent of her shampoo and shower gel mixed with the light fragrance on her body.
Mo Jingshen curled his lips. One kiss landed on her hair, before she bowed once more, kissing the snow-white space between her eyebrows. He slowly moved down, kissing her small yet straight nose, before unhurriedly pressing his lips against hers. The kiss from before was not enough.
The soft and sweet sensation caused the man to bow to his sudden wave of desire. Slowly she deepened the kiss.
Regardless of how deep she slept, the sensation still caused Ji Nuan to open her eyes. She was still half asleep as she looked at the man on top of her in a daze. Seeing that it was Mo Jingshen who kissed her, she did not refuse. As their lips slightly opened, he smiled in a daze. "You're done with work ..."
“En.” Mo Jingshen's actions did not stop at all. Her palm stroked the tenderness of her breast* her through her thin clothes as she deepened the kiss. His other hand wrapped around his waist.
Her lips shifted on her cheeks, connected to her lips, before moving to her neck. He felt Ji Nuan fall back asleep beneath him and bite his collarbone. It caused his body to shiver suddenly. As he opened his eyes, he pressed his hand against his own head in a daze.
"What time?" He asked hoarsely as he had just woken up.
"It's work time." The man continued to suppress the kiss on his collarbone as he pleased, with more intensity than he had done before. His voice was as hoarse as his.
Ji Nuan was just about to sit down when she knew she couldn't. It was only then that he finally reacted.
What exactly did Mo Jingshen do!
He suddenly lost all drowsiness. Before he could even speak, the man's hands were already moving under his clothes.
His hot smoldering palm rubbed his back before moving upwards, holding his entire body firmly in his arms. Under his slightly astonished gaze, he held her neck and leaned over to kiss her heavily. "Wake up?"
"En, wake ..." Ji Nuan was shocked. He realized they were still in his dugout, in other words, in his office. He muttered on his lips, "What are you doing ..."
"What do you think I'm doing?" He chuckled lightly and gave her a strong kiss that was enough to erase his awareness of what day it was.
As the man's actions become increasingly inappropriate, Ji Nuan swore*ng due to stimulation. He gently asked, “You didn't sleep much last night, and you went straight to the office today. Can your body take it?"
He meant that he was worried about his lack of sleep. After suffering through an agonizing night and then working very productively, he wanted her to use this rare spare time to rest well.
However, when these words entered the man's ears, they were twisted into something else. He chuckled, his voice carrying some warning hints. "Whether my body can accept it or not, you'll find out soon."