Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

In an unfamiliar room, she stretched her hands out but could not see her five fingers clearly in the dark.

Ji Nuan subconsciously raised her head to kiss him.

The moment they kissed, she refused to move away, her arms holding onto his neck with a tight grip.

The room door was slam closed with a "peng."

The lights had yet to be turned on. Ji Nuan's frantic kiss gradually moved down, landing against his moving Adam's apple. This caused the man who usually had a firm restrain to groan softly.

He pinched her chin with some force; his hoarse voice landing by her ears, "Do you want it?"

Ji Nuan completely lost the ability to think as she nodded frantically in his embrace.

As though to prove how much of a rush she was in, her hands busily tugged against the expensive buttons of his shirt. She was unable to open it and decided to open her mouth and bite down to tug.

In the dark, Mo Jingshen abruptly shifted to carry her horizontally and brought her inside. Even if they were in complete darkness, he could find the main bedroom accurately.

By the time she landed on the bed, Ji Nuan could no longer differentiate between north, south, east, or west.

The crisp, unique scent that belonged to the man wafted by her face. It overwhelmed all of her emotions, and only two words were in her mind.

Bed him! Bed him! Bed him!

Ji Nuan's arms remained tightly wrapped around his neck.

The blazer had long fallen on the ground when they entered through the door. Her clothing was tossed in the air, slowly landing on the ground.

"Ss—"

Ji Nuan suddenly sucked in a sharp breath of air. The man abruptly stood up, flipping the switch of the bedside lamp.

The warm light landed on their bodies. It was not sharp to the eyes. Ji Nuan only felt a slight pain from her wounds, but she never thought to stop what was happening. She struggled to sit up, wanting to pull off Mo Jingshen's clothes.

"Don't, don't stop…"

However, Mo Jingshen caught the hand she stretched out. He glanced at the urgent expression on her bright red face, pinching her hand as he lowered his gaze to look at the two wounds that were not very obvious.

She had most likely cut herself by accident when she held onto the fruit knife and the glass bottle earlier on.

The brightest light in the main bedroom was suddenly switched on. Ji Nuan instinctually squinted her eyes, staring in confusion at the man who abruptly stood up and walked out.

Did he leave? He left just like that?

She was bewildered. In such an unfamiliar place, with how dazed she was, it was hard not to feel insecure.

She panicked and rushed to clamber off the bed, staggering toward the bedroom door only to see Mo Jingshen return with what seemed a medicine box in his hands.

Her gaze was somewhat blank as she stared at the medicine box in his hands. "This is…"

She was not wearing any clothes as she stood there, yet she seemed utterly unaware of her situation.

Seeing this, Mo Jingshen's Adam's apple moved as he hoarsely said, "Go back and sit down."

Ji Nuan's hands gripped around the edge of the door, her expression conveying: "I really want it now. I don't want to deal with the wound on my hand."

Mo Jingshen directly picked her up, throwing her onto the bed and forcefully holding onto her disobedient hands.

When the disinfectant was rubbed on the cuts on her fingers and palm, Ji Nuan could not help but make several 'ss' sound in pain. Her reddened eyes made her look like a little student who had been bullied and was deprived of candies.

He disinfected the wound with iodine. Ji Nuan was not sure what the other medicine in his hands was as her vision blurred.

She barely recognized the letters on the medicine bottle. What 'north,' what 'white' medicine. Looking at the man who was still dressed neatly and applying the ointment on her hands, Ji Nuan's earlier expression of wanting to cry suddenly changed into a laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Mo Jingshen saw her behavior was no different from a drunk person and calmly asked.

"Hubby~."

Ji Nuan tilted her head, stretching her little leg out and rubbing it against his leg while he was applying the bandages on her hand. She rubbed back and forth against his thigh.

Mo Jingshen's expression did not change. His hands remained steady as he carefully applied the bandages.

"Don't move."

The man's low and heavy voice carried some warning.

However, Ji Nuan did not want to listen.

In her previous life, she did not love him properly. In this life, they had only just begun. Since they were already at this step, what was the point of being embarrassed? That day, when they were on the streets, she was also thinking in her heart that if she were to give Mo Jingshen any children in this life… she had to give him a lot; many children…

Her heart was filled with nonsense right now, and her leg movements became more and more disobedient.

She looked at him with her beautiful eyes as she giggled.

"Don't mess around."

"Hubby~."

"Be more obedient."

"Hubby~. Hubby~."

Ji Nuan, whose rationality had dissipated entirely, used her ultimate move. She raised her little feet and placed it against his abdomen.

Even when touching through the fabric, she could feel how hard the man was under his clothes.