Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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Ji Nuan squinted slightly, and he kissed the next second.

"How do you say it now ..."

"Just kiss?" Mo Jingshen smiled with a touch of faint smile.

Wouldn't it be another visit?

Couldn't she just feed her just to build up her strength?

After a kiss, he finally let go of her, palms clasped behind her head, against her forehead, staring at her.

"Mrs. Mo once said that no one can hit your man's idea." He lowered his head and admired the water between her eyebrows, and watched with satisfaction as she was kissed into a somewhat disorientated look: "Otherwise, who dares Mrs. Mo's idea, I will never be polite. "

"..."

Mo Jingshen actually has such a domineering side, but it does not seem to be deliberate.

Moreover, this man's domineering will not make people unhappy, but will make her instinctively want to show her position immediately.

Originally, she had only had a unilateral problem with Sheng Yihan and had nothing to do with her.

Ji Nuan stared at him, suddenly took the initiative to hold his shoulders, raised his head, and kissed him severely on the lips. In the moment of the man's gloomy eyes, he said in good faith: "Okay!"

A good word, sincerely as if all the small world hidden in her heart was entrusted to him.

Mo Jingshen looked down and pressed her directly on the bed. Ji Nuan fell back and looked at the man on his body.

The gentle and gentle man was inaccessible to President Mo's in front of him, but at this time, he was sexual. He looked like a hot and seductive demon.

There is no other world.

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On the other side, until the end of the dinner, An Shuyan did not wait for Mo Jingshen to return.

Everyone in Haicheng knows how cold and sane Mo Jingshen is, but such a man who has never been emotionally involved has actually made an exception for the warm season.

Early in the morning, An Shuyan met Mo Shaoze at the stairway of the Wangting Hotel.

"Uncle Mo." An Shuyan nodded politely to him.

Mo Shao took a look at her and snorted and asked, "His face is so bad that he didn't sleep all night?"

An Shuyan smiled slightly: "I fell asleep, maybe I slept too late, and my looks didn't look very good."

"What you have seen and heard in China these days is the same as last night? Is the depth of field serious about the warm season?" Mo Shao was a little gloomy.

An Shuyan hesitated for a moment, didn't speak, but nodded slowly.

Mo Shao first raised his eyebrows with great dissatisfaction, then narrowed his eyes coldly, not arrogant.

After a while, Mo Shao said in a deep voice: "Since this, Mrs. Mo's identity, do you still want to?"

An Shuyan was silent for a long time, took a deep breath, and had a little persistence in his eyes: "Uncle Mo, you should ask me, Mo Jingshen, do I still want to?"

Before Mo Shao said, she had a slight but firm voice: "My answer is, I want."

Mo Shao looked at her sharply for a long time, and finally waved at her: "Okay, I know, you go back to rest."

An Shuyan nodded respectfully to him: "Thank you Uncle Mo."

The words fell, and turned.

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When Shen Mu brought her mobile phone, Ji Nuan was blowing her hair in the bathroom, and the whispering wind was too loud. She only knew that Shen Mu had sent her bag and Mo Jingshen's things.

When she dried her hair and went out, Shen Mu whispered respectfully to Mo Jingshen outside the door, "Okay, President Mo, I know."

Mo Jingshen signaled that he could go, nodded Shen Mu, and then smiled politely at Ji Nuan, and turned to leave.

"Neither of us brought a cell phone. How did Shen Mu know that we were here?" Ji Nuan glanced back at the back of the elevator and asked casually when Mo Jingshen closed the door.

Mo Jingjing gave her a faint glance, and pointed at the landline in the room.

Ji Nuan reflected this afterwards, took her bag, and found the set of clothes she had before she changed dresses in the car yesterday, but only the clothes inside, the coat still fell on Sheng Yihan's car .

She hesitated about Sheng Yihan and didn't dare mention it. After changing clothes, she found that the phone has been out of power since last night, and took the charger out of the bag and placed the phone on the bedside table.

As soon as it was charged and turned on, a few text messages sounded.

The top one jumping out on the screen is from an unknown number.

[rest well]

Very common four words, but concisely without even a punctuation mark.

Ji Nuan stared at those four words, and paused his finger on the screen for a long time before he guessed who it was. He opened the mobile phone album to find out Xia Tian's diagnosis record taken before. There is a page remarking Xia Tian's attending doctor Mobile phone number.

Sure enough, it was Sheng Yihan.

In recent years, she and Sheng Yihan have been very acquainted with each other. Even if they pass by in the hospital, they are always in sight as if they are strangers. He is his orthopedist, and she is her wife. The irrelevant person suddenly broke into her sight like ulterior motives.

what is the reason?

Because he is about to return to Sheng family with his fairness? Because one of the four big families in Haicheng will own the war situation?

Is he real ... as she has seen, but has a monstrous ambition hidden under the appearance of Qing Jun?

Mo Jingshen made a phone call with the company, turned her gaze at the window and saw her thoughtful look, asking, "What's wrong?"

Ji Nuan raised his head, and stopped looking at the gentle and perfect face of the man who was exposed to the sun. The expression on his face remained calm, but his finger quickly deleted the text message that should not appear: "Nothing."

Mo Jingshen stared at the woman by the bed.

The little woman quickly tapped her hand on the screen of the mobile phone quickly. He only glanced a little, her legs widened, and took her phone over in the past.

Ji Nuan wanted to reach out and grab it back, but withdrew the hand because of the man's dull brow.

That short message has been deleted. The one unread short message that Mo Jingshen now sees at the top is from Xia Tian, ​​three in a row.

[My warm! My little heart was hit and I have been having insomnia for several days! That Doctor Sheng is so handsome! After so many days in the hospital, I didn't know he was so good! ]

[Are you and Dr. Sheng really familiar? Does he have one-way autism? Otherwise, how often is it so cold that I don't say a superfluous nonsense, I can freeze a person half-dead by looking at them, and forgive him for the sake of his face! ]

[Ah, ah, I still can't sleep! Also, Dr. Sheng ’s facial features are super beautiful, and the bridge of his nose is very straight. Does n’t it mean that the nose of a man is directly proportional to the bottom? This iceberg looks gentle in a white coat, but it can't hide anything else. Big. Live. Good nature! Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooo hungry to sleep with him! Nuan Nuan Since you have known him before, have you never been interested in Dr. Sheng? ]

Seeing the waveless look of Mo Depth, the surrounding air had dropped significantly by several degrees.

Seasonal warm strokes.

Ruined!