Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Hearing these words, Mo Jingshen sent her a meaningful glance. Ji Nuan quickly kept away the pink hearts that were about to escape her eyes. She turned and hastily walked out with his clothes in her arms.

She left to look for the base doctor and requested him to go help Mo Jingshen with his wounds.

The doctor had just returned from tending to the members with serious injuries and was preparing to go see Mo Jingshen. When he met Mrs. Mo on the way, he gave Ji Nuan a polite nod and directly headed in.

"Now that you've showered and changed, and seen our own man return safely, are you relieved of your worries? You even appear to be floating as you walk." A voice came from outside the door. It was cold, indifferent, and carried hints of teasing.

Ji Nuan glanced to the side to see a silhouette standing in front of the door smoking a cigarette. Nan Heng brought the cigarette away from his lips and tossed his cold and indifferent glance toward her.

"After being anxious for several days, I'm finally able to relax a little. You won't even let me float as I please?" She smiled.

Nan Heng snorted. "That T-shirt was brand new. It's never been worn. It should fit your man well, doesn't it?"

"It does. You're both 1.88 meters tall," Ji Nuan casually replied.

"It's good that it does." Nan Heng glanced at her once more. "You and Feng Ling are the only women in this place. Feng Ling is taller than you, and she only has clothes suited for combat. Since it won't be suitable for you to wear her clothes, she could only buy this sort of dress for you."

Ji Nuan tugged on the dress: "This dress isn't all that bad. I rarely get to wear such a loose and comfortable dress. It has quite the local touch."

"I didn't notice it before, but Miss Ji has really grown to become much more laid-back. It's indeed worlds apart from your previous arrogant disposition. This has been especially noticeable in the past few days."

No matter when or where, Nan Heng always had to stab her a little with his words.

Ji Nuan was already used to it. She only smiled and did not say more. Just as she was about to bring the black shirt in her arms out, Nan Heng glanced at her to say, "You're going to wash it?"

"That's right."

"It's covered in blood. The back is also quite damaged. It can't be worn again even if you wash it. What's the point?"

"I'll bring it back after I wash it. It'll be a nice memento even if it can't be worn."

Nan Heng sneered, staring at her as though she had gone mad. "A memento for what? To commemorate that you went through life and death with your man? Or to commemorate this trash of a place that is covered in blood?"

The way he spoke really caused one to feel repulsion…

Ji Nuan pursed her lips and considered if it was better to toss the shirt away. All of a sudden, Nan Heng glanced at her as though he had thought of something. "You didn't tell him that you helped us wash our socks previously, did you?"

"No…"

Before Ji Nuan could finish, she suddenly heard Mo Jingshen's voice from behind her. "What socks?"

Ji Nuan: "…"

Nan Heng: "…"

Nan Heng narrowed his eyes as he took a drag of the cigarette before tossing it on the ground and crushing it beneath his feet. He calmly said, "Aqib and Dali are still inside the forest. They both have groups of people protecting them. They should be hiding in the ambush points they had previously decided on. They're just waiting for us to show up now. It's useless even if they manage to remain concealed for tonight. Tomorrow morning, Officer Entes and I will do another search inside to see if they were fried by the landmines. You just focus on recovering from your wounds."

Before Mo Jingshen could speak, Ji Nuan turned to look at him. "Didn't the base doctor just go in? Why aren't your wounds being tended?"

"The doctor is preparing the medication right now. I'll head in after five minutes." Mo Jingshen looked at her and glanced at the shirt in her hands. "Toss it away."

Ji Nuan considered for a moment; this shirt was stained with not only Mo Jingshen's blood but other people's blood as well…

At the thought that those people had mostly all lost their lives, she felt a chill down her back and decisively tossed the shirt away.

Nan Heng suddenly made a spitting sound. "I asked you to throw it, but you wouldn't. Your man just casually said three words, and you tossed it?"

"Of course, otherwise, why would he be my man?" Ji Nuan glanced at him and then turned her smiling eyes toward Mo Jingshen.

Mo Jingshen's expression did not change, but his mood clearly lifted after hearing Ji Nuan's words. The edge of his lips raised slightly.

Nan Heng gave a fake smile. "Your way of force-feeding dog food really makes me wonder if there is anyone who can remain at peace when interacting with both you."

"Of course, there are. Feng Ling feels very much at peace." Ji Nuan indifferently glanced at him. "No matter how much PDA I do, Feng Ling's inner heart remains unperturbed. In fact, she appears completely uninterested in things like love and men."

Nan Heng: "…"

…

That night, Ji Nuan was finally able to sleep well by Mo Jingshen's side. However, even in her sleep, she kept a tight grip around his hand. It was only nearing daylight that her grip gradually relaxed.

After the past few days of turmoil, Ji Nuan had become much more sensitive. It was only with Mo Jingshen by her side that she was finally able to sleep at ease.

However, she still feared the small chance that he would suddenly disappear before her eyes.

Through the night, they slept peacefully.

In the morning, Ji Nuan turned over on the bed. In warehouse compartments like these, there was someone sleeping in every single compartment. The conditions were not especially good. The environment was humid, but there were no windows or air-conditioning. There was only a small electric fan on the ground, blowing toward the bed and causing the sheets to ripple with the wind.

Her hands were slightly cold. She was unable to touch Mo Jingshen and subconsciously snapped her eyes wide open. She turned to look by her side and realized that he really wasn't there.

Ji Nuan was flustered and frantically tried to clamber off the bed. However, because the compartment space was too small and the fan was placed too close to the bed, she tripped over the wire and fell onto the ground. Thankfully, her hands were nimble, and she was able to support herself by pressing her palms against the bed. Her fall was not serious, and only her knees slammed onto the ground.

The electric fan tilted onto the ground and was no longer operating as the plug had been disconnected.

Ji Nuan hissed from the pain in her kneecaps. She leaned against the bed and tried to stand up when the compartment door was suddenly opened.

Mo Jingshen had quickly walked over when he heard the noise. The moment he entered, he saw Ji Nuan half-kneeling on the ground and immediately approached to help her up. "How did you fall? You didn't notice the wire on the ground?"

Seeing that he was perfectly all right, Ji Nuan immediately forgot about the pain in her knees. She released a long breath of relief: "I couldn't find you, I thought you…"

She paused and took another glance at the wire on the ground. She pursed her lips to say, "I'll pay attention next time. I won't be so impatient next time."

Mo Jingshen understood that she was working through her lingering fears and did not expose her armor of bravery. He held her hand and glanced at the bandaged are.: "Remember to reapply the medicine today. It's not good to keep your wound bandaged in a humid environment like this. Ask the base doctor to pay more attention. Don't neglect the wound on your hand."

"All right. This small burn isn't much of an injury. I'll go look for the doctor when he is free." Ji Nuan placed her hand down, pressed in his arms. She could not bear to step away and be separated from him.