Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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Nan Heng sat on the sofa not far from the bed, opened the plastic bowl and ate a few bites. If he didn't answer Mo Jingshen, he just thought about the picture of Ji Nuan lying next to Mo Jingshen, and then thought about Feng Ling being too lazy to watch Looking at the picture of him more, I feel that the bowl of porridge is full of dog food in an instant.

"Actually Feng Ling is a very delicate person, but she is too good at hiding her emotions." Ji Nuan fed Mo Jingshen for breakfast, and said softly, "I have been in contact with her for so long, although she is often cold It seems to be far away, but she just has a thick protective layer on her body ... "

She said, while blowing gently in the bowl, and then feeding Mo Jingshen a sip, she asked, "Is it hot?"

When I saw Ji Nuan, I was afraid he would burn a little, and the smile on the lips of Mo Jingshen became clearer and clearer. The head of the bed had just shaken a little. He is now in a sitting position, compared to Nan Heng's face was always cold, and now he was called a spring breeze on his face.

Nan Heng really felt that he could not eat this breakfast.

"Are you afraid that you still don't know how he got married at the door?" Nan Heng said with a grin.

Ji Nuan glanced at him and replied, "Do you mean I saved him by the Los Angeles River a few years ago, or do you mean something else?"

When Nan Heng's cold eyebrows moved, he was a little surprised: "You know what?"

Mo Jingshen wrote lightly: "There is no need to hide."

Nan Heng looked at Ji Nuan and laughed: "Aren't you afraid he just married you for his gratitude?"

Ji Nuan: "... he said no."

Mo Jingshen glanced at him indifferently: "My own woman can't hold her back and can't get used to my peaceful life. Is this an opportunity to stir up alienation?"

Nan Heng smiled, uncle leaned back on the sofa, put his hands on the back of the sofa casually, and watched the two guys who were feeding and eating at the hospital bed like gelatinous paint. Miss, what do you think of her? Where is it so cute that you can always make Mo always so willing to tie her to her for the rest of her life? "

This is a good question.

Ji Nuan just wanted to ask.

Mo Jingshen didn't even think about it. He pressed Ji Nuangang to the spoon next to his mouth and gently pressed down, chuckling: "The sixteen-year-old girl blows her mouth with no rules and blows at me while blowing She said it was her first kiss, wasn't she cute enough? "

Ji Nuan: "..."

Can I stop talking about it?

From her current age, the TM is clearly mentally retarded.

Nan Heng rolled his eyes fiercely: "Is he cute?"

Mo Jingshen's elegant eyebrows were slightly raised, and she said lightly: "It was so cute to hide in the corner to avoid the crowd at the Haicheng banquet to drink a few glasses of wine secretly. I heard she wanted to marry and stopped her father in the street. According to the rationale, the car that does not love is determined to not marry. It is particularly cute. In order to escape the marriage, it ’s particularly cute to poke the skirt out of ten or twenty holes in the wedding dressmaking center with scissors. I have a stark look when I ca n’t wear a wedding ring because I have a handicapped finger. I ’m so angry at the end of the wedding that I do n’t want to throw a flower ball.

Ji Nuan: "…………"

Suddenly I wanted to find a place to drill in.

Nan Heng said blankly: "I'll just ask."

Mo Jingshen was serious: "I can count a few more."

Nanheng continued to be expressionless: "Keep waiting for your wife to go back to your own bedroom after three months of pregnancy."

Mo Jingshen looked at him sadly, "Did you just want to hear it?"

Nan Heng was still expressionless: "The mouthfuls of porridge I just ate are almost vomiting, don't say anything, thank you."

Seeing this topic has come to an end, Ji Nuan tried the temperature of the porridge in the bowl, and sent a spoonful to Mo Jingshen's mouth. When the man looked at her, she pursed her lips, and said that her face was hot. : "No wonder I just ruined the wedding dress at that time, and the Mohist returned by air from France to a new wedding dress. You saw it all ..."

Mo Jingshen smiled at the time, chuckling out loudly: "Is the petal delicious?"

Ji Nuan said "hey" in his mouth, holding the bowl in one hand and covering his face directly in the other. He couldn't remember the unbearable expressions of those mentally retarded behaviors. It took him a long time to put his hands down and try to give them calmly. He fed porridge so as not to accidentally spill on him.

"What else do you want to ask?" Mo Jingshen raised his lips, glanced at Nan Heng, and slowly raised his hand to pull a strand of hair from Ji Nuan's cheek behind her ear.

Ji Nuan busy turned slightly, avoiding his hand: "Don't move your hand."

Mo Jingshen smiled and put his hand down.

Nan Heng waved his hand on the sofa, with a tenth-level heart-struck expression on his face: "Lao Tzu and your brother for so many years, but you haven't even exaggerated a good voice. The woman gave you a fairy tale and drank it. Isn't it **** beautiful to eat a flower? "

Ji Nuan's mouth twitched.

It doesn't matter what fairy is.

But she had really seen Mo Jingshen at that point, and she really wanted to disappear on the spot.

Your face is gone!

Before she fled, Nan Heng answered a phone call and left.

Ji Nuan continued to feed porridge, Mo Jingshen continued to eat in harmony, quiet needles in the ward were heard, and only the little woman's embarrassing expression of death did not match this tranquility.

Mo Jingshen gave her a glance.

Ji Nuan also glanced at him, then put down the bowl, cleared his throat and said, "What you just said is true? Then you ... what do you think of me?"

Mo Jingshen looked down at the porridge that had been taken away by her and lowered her eyes for a moment.

"It can also be understood that I am confused by your beauty."

Ji Nuan resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "There are so many beautiful women, just go to the entertainment circle and grab an eighteenth-line little star with a certain beauty. Do you want to be as superficial as you said?"

The man laughed: "Who makes you beautiful?"

Ji Nuan's heart was shaking with laughter.

I ca n’t talk anymore, I ca n’t talk anymore, I ca n’t talk anymore, I really ca n’t talk anymore!

Ji Nuan's first reflection was blushing and heartbeat. He really couldn't stand the big boss who was very cold and hard to reach according to others. He was serious about himself.

A few seconds later she calmed down a bit: "Tell me reasonably, you must know more about what I see and hear. When did you find out that I was the same person? I didn't see the streetlight when it was broken Besides, you couldn't even open your eyes. "

Mo Jingshen held her cowardly and guilty expression in a lazy tone: "What do you mean, you don't want to be responsible after you kiss?"