Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 296: Finally, in His Arms

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Here, they could be bombarded by helicopters at any time.

Mo Jingshen was about to lead Ji Nuan into the thick woods behind them, but when he heard what she said, he turned to look at her.

Seeing him suddenly silently stare at her and his unfathomable and deep eyes set on her face, Ji Nuan was afraid that he thought she was joking, so she raised her hand and grabbed his arm, saying slowly, "You heard me right, Mo Jingshen. I'm pregnant."

He stood still in front of her.

Ji Nuan had tried to cheer him up a little with her pregnancy, but she could see from his sudden cold eyes that he was not only not happy now, but probably wanted to scold her.

She was really out of her mind coming to such a place when she was pregnant. Knowing how improper her behavior was, Ji Nuan criticized herself in her mind.

Before he said anything, she suddenly stood on her tiptoe to embrace his neck and pull him down. "Don't be angry! I'm just pregnant, and even if I am about to give birth, I can't wait in Hai City with peacefully for you to go back. Mo Jingshen, if I had been in some unpredictable danger, you would have wanted to be on the same land as me as soon as possible! Don't drive me away. Although I suffered some humiliation these days here, at least I survived and didn't suffer any harm. I won't die, neither will you!"

Mo Jingshen's eyes were as black as ink, and he raised his hand to embrace the woman who had sworn to stand on the same land with him, and his arms gradually tightened.

In this environment, the two of them didn't show much surprise and joy but just silently embraced together. He hugged her tightly, very tightly.

She was finally in his arms.

After several days of hesitation and fear, she finally found back her sense of belonging.

"How can I drive you away when you're already here?" His hoarse voice sounded in her ears, his breath flitted through her hair, and he kissed her temples. "But you must listen to me and follow my arrangements. Don't act rashly, all right?"

Ji Nuan nodded in his arms.

Hearing the sound of helicopters approaching, Mo Jingshen took her by the hand and pulled her toward the woods behind the cabin.

"Stand here. Don't go out and run around if the helicopters bombard here. There won't be mass bombing. These helicopters will only drop bombs in small areas to disturb these people. The smoke bombs contain smoke, but it will dissipate in ten minutes." Mo Jingshen took Ji Nuan to a puddle in the woods and was about to take off his shirt.

Ji Nuan immediately understood. She pressed his hand and took off the coil of white cloth wrapped around her hand. Anyway, it was no use wrapping the white cloth around her hand.

She turned to dip the cloth in the puddle, folded it, and made a gesture of holding it between her mouth and nose. Then she asked him, "Is that what you want me to do?"

He gave her a look of approval but paused for two seconds as he spotted the badly scalded skin on the back of her hand, saying, "Stand still and wait for me to come back."

Wait for me to come back.

These words again.

Ji Nuan couldn't help stretching out her hand and grabbing his wrist. "What are you going to do? I'm going with you!"

"You've forgotten what I said just now?" Mo Jingshen looked at her. "Follow my arrangements. Don't act rashly."

"Mo Jingshen, I'm standing with you even in such an extremely dangerous place. Where can I hide? I'd rather follow you than be left here alone with the fear of not knowing how long I'll be waiting for you!"

Mo Jingshen took a casual glance at the outside. Ji Nuan might not be affected by anything dropped from the helicopter, but she could face unknown dangers alone here. This place was not far from the minefield. Also, the outlaws in the camp would soon find her once they escape in this direction.

There was no place absolutely safe in this dense forest.

Whether she went with him or stayed here alone, there would always be unknown dangers.

Mo Jingshen hesitated for only two seconds before he took her by the wrist and led her out.

Ji Nuan smiled, holding the cloth which had just been soaked in the puddle in one hand, and holding him in the other.

The people in the camp were ready for war. Aqib and Dali were calmly arranging each mission. In a blink of an eye, the camp was suddenly surrounded by so many helicopters.

They had been prepared for a helicopter siege, but they didn't expect so many helicopters, nor did they expect even the American police to come to Mo Jingshen's aid. They really underestimated Mo Jingshen's influence in the United States. If it was just the people in XI base, they could still try their best, but now there had come so many helicopters, and none of his men had rested since last night. The odds of winning dropped from 100 percent to 50 percent or even less.

Ji Nuan and Mo Jingshen were outside their patrol area. He had kept her behind him, and she could only peek. She was worried about him, wondering how long he could hold out.

Although there were many helicopters, they could not land immediately. During this waiting time, the two of them were in the most dangerous situation.

The people in the camp had been searching the vicinity of the cabin where Mo Jingshen had lived, so they couldn't go back, or else they would be killed for sure.

As they were moving behind the other log cabin, Mo Jingshen suddenly looked across the window of the cabin in front of him. When he saw one of the men on patrol loading his pistol silently because he had spotted them, he pulled Ji Nuan down and pushed her into a haystack beside the cabin.

"Get down! Keep quiet!"

Mo Jingshen quickly covered Ji Nuan with grass, held the gun at his waist, and stayed away from the haystack in which Ji Nuan was hiding.

But in a moment, a man from the camp had come around from the side and raised his gun at Mo Jingshen.

The other men on patrol had not noticed, and only this one, as if to claim credit, had raised his long gun in his hand and aimed at him.

Mo Jingshen looked at him calmly. His opponent's rifle was obviously more powerful than his gun.

The man looked at him and smiled. Surprised to see Mo Jingshen standing here all alone, he asked him in English, "Mr. Control, do you think we dare not kill you? Now that we have been surrounded by your men, you are no longer our trump card, and I can kill you at any time!"

At the same time, the man suddenly felt that there should be another person. He had just seen from the opposite side a white shadow behind Mo Jingshen. Why was he alone?