Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

After calling Nan Heng, Ji Nuan turned around and saw Feng Ling risen from her chair in the hallway to come to her.

"You've been up all night?" Ji Nuan asked.

Feng Ling didn't answer but looked into the ward. "How's it going? Has Mr. Mo woken up?"

"Yes. He had something to talk to Nan Heng alone. I just called Nan Heng, and he will come soon." With that, Ji Nuan took a look at Feng Ling. "What did you do when you were not in the hospital yesterday afternoon?"

Feng Ling paused and said flatly, "I went to tend some personal matters."

Ji Nuan glanced at her again. Although she could tell Feng Ling had something on her mind, she didn't inquire but just asked her to help buy some food.

…

Ji Nuan looked very gaunt, which was unknown to herself since she didn't sleep very well as she was taking care of Mo Jingshen all night.

Feng Ling was responsible for Ji Nuan's food and day-to-day life, so she knew well about her habits. Seeing Ji Nuan didn't want to go to bed when she returned to the ward and noticing that she didn't look very well, Feng Ling picked up some more stuff when she went out to buy something to eat.

"Mrs. Mo, would you like a facial mask?" When Feng Ling pushed the door open, Ji Nuan was lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed, trying to sleep.

But she couldn't fall asleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, she thought of how Su Zhilan gazed at Mo Jingshen yesterday. How much did she love him that she abandoned all her self-esteem and pride just trying to keep him beside her?

To be honest, Ji Nuan didn't like the paranoid look in Su Zhilan's eyes.

Hearing Feng Ling's question, Ji Nuan opened her eyes and got up. Feng Ling held a bag in her hand and poured several brands of facial masks onto her bed.

"Why did you buy this stuff?" Ji Nuan asked in surprise. She couldn't imagine Feng Ling standing in front of a cosmetic counter.

"You look gaunt. I've heard that women usually need facial masks when their skin condition is bad. I have never used this kind of stuff, nor do I know which brand is better. When I was shopping for food, I walked by the mall and bought a few."

Hearing this, Ji Nuan picked up two of them and took a look at them, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

Sure enough, Feng Ling never seemed to have used skincare products, let alone facial mask.

In addition to whitening and hydrating masks, there were even lifting, firming, and anti-wrinkle ones. They were both in their early twenties, and their faces were filled with collagen. The latter kinds of facial masks were totally needless to them at such a young age!

"You haven't used them?" Ji Nuan suddenly chuckled and looked up at her.

Looking at her bright eyes, Feng Ling immediately understood what she meant. She took a step back. "Mrs. Mo, these are all for you."

"I can't use that much." Ji Nuan picked up two simplest hydrating masks and beckoned her. "Come here. Don't hide so far. Nan Heng is in Mo Jingshen's ward, and we can't get in. Instead of waiting here bored, we can help each other put on the facial masks. You've bought so many anyway."

Although Ji Nuan didn't use many skincare products, she knew a bit more than Feng Ling about this stuff at least. Looking at the look of resolute refusal on Feng Ling's face, she narrowed her eyes and smiled. "You're really not going to try it? You work, rain or shine, all-year-round for the base. Although your skin is good, it has become a little rough. Now that you've bought so many facial masks, why don't you try it with me."

"Well, I'm not gonna use it, and… what do I need such good skin for…" Feng Ling took another step back.

Ji Nuan raised her eyebrows. "You really don't think of yourself as a woman?"

Feng Ling hesitated and looked at the things at Ji Nuan's hand, and after quite a while, she asked, "I really don't look like a woman?"

Ji Nuan sat on the bed with her chin in one hand and looked at Feng Ling, who had been preoccupied lately and seemed a little self-doubting. "You looked good when your hair was longer. But why did you cut it so short? I think even K's hair is longer than yours."

Feng Ling apparently had no idea how long her hair should be. "I'm not used to long hair. Short hair is comfortable."

"Do you think you look like a woman when you look at your short hair in the mirror?" Ji Nuan raised her eyebrows.

"I seldom look in the mirror."

"…"

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In the end, Feng Ling lost to Ji Nuan and was forcibly dragged into the bathroom. In the bathroom, they washed their faces in front of a mirror, lathered up their faces, and then applied a face mask.

In the beginning, Feng Ling didn't even know how to apply the mask, and Ji Nuan patiently taught her how. However, it turned out that the woman who could shoot the whole world with a gun was beaten by a face mask.

After Feng Ling tore up three masks, Ji Nuan finally managed to get her to put one fully on her face.

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No one passing this ward could have imagined what the two women were up to.

K came to knock on the door, and Ji Nuan answered. Feng Ling had just come out of the bathroom and didn't realize that others would come in, so when the door was opened from the outside, she suddenly froze.

K had come for Feng Ling. However, as he entered, he saw two women with facial masks on their faces.

There were holes in the white mask, and the two women stared at him at the same time with their eyes of almost the same size.

Ji Nuan had no problem with it, whereas Feng Ling, seeing K, who was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped, frowned and was about to take the mask off her face.

However, K quickly raised his cell phone and took a photo of Feng Ling.

She stopped as she was about to take off the mask. "Why did you take a photo of me?"

"Damn, I can't believe I saw Feng Ling with a facial mask in my lifetime. I must show this photo to Boss!" K had forgotten what he had come for, and just before Feng Ling could stop him, he opened the door and quickly ran away.

"K! Delete that photo!" Feng Ling quickly ran after him.

Ji Nuan looked speechlessly at the two who were running and chasing. K and Feng Ling's martial skills were about the same. It was unknown whether Feng Ling could catch up with K, after all, K had longer legs than her. But Feng Ling rushed out with the facial mask on. Did she want the whole hospital to see her like this…?

Feng Ling chased very fast, and K fled very fast as if afraid of having his cell phone smashed. To save himself, he ran straight to Mo Jingshen's ward area. When he reached Mo Jingshen's ward, Nan Heng happened to walk out. He stopped at once, hid behind Nan Heng, looked at Feng Ling, who had come after him, and chuckled smugly. Under Boss's protection, he was no longer afraid of Feng Ling and looked particularly ostentatious.