(1) Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 33: Are You Sure You Only Felt Pain That Night?

Since his shirt was already unbuttoned…

As for the belt… she would just remove it too…

Since they were already at this step, Ji Nuan gathered up her nerves and attempted to open it.

Perhaps it was because she had never done it before, after what seemed half a day, she still could not open it. She lifted her eyes in defeat. “I can’t open it…”

Mo Jingshen chuckled lowly, moving her hands against a small button on the side of the belt. With a gentle press, a soft and pleasant click resounded.

Hearing his low-husky laugher as he pressed a kiss against her ears, she grabbed onto his open shirt tightly. Her voice sounded soft and delicate, “Mo Jingshen… b-be gentler…”

She was afraid that it would hurt as much as the first time. Besides, this was the Ji home. It worried her that someone would hear them.

Mo Jingshen lowered his head. Seeing her tears about to fall, he kissed her lips. “Are you sure you only felt pain that night?”

Ji Nuan: “…”

She had experienced the night he was drugged twice; both in her previous and current life. Initially, it had hurt to the point of death, and she kept crying while begging him to let go of her.

However, afterward…

Afterward, she could not remember when it began, but her crying voice slowly changed. It became unlike her.

However, the last time she was still in a daze. She did not even notice that she had transmigrated. How could she still remember it so well…

Did she have to remember?

The man above her had his eyes half-lidded. “Remembered?”

Ji Nuan could not bring herself to remember the different her during that night. She turned her head over, pressing her face into the blanket and refusing to answer.

But the more she refused, the more persistent he was.

Every kiss was aimed at her sensitive areas. Every place he touched left a burning heat that consumed her.

“I don’t know…”

“You don’t know?”

“It’s already been so many days… I can’t remember…”

“You have to remember.”

“No…”

This man! After forcing out the desire she had buried deep in her heart, he still did not satisfy her. Seducing her, provoking her, kissing her, teasing her, even though he was clearly ready to make a move, he still did not give in to her!

“Mo Jingshen… you…”

“Remembered?”

“Ah… Don’t kiss there…”

“Speak.”

“I really can’t remember…”

Mo Jingshen was not usually like this!

Where is his cold attitude? His restraint? Why was it that he changed so much the moment she was no longer ill ? He was being such a bastard!

She turned her head to bury in it his neck, her tone full of grievances, “You’re too much…”

He chuckled softly. “I’m too much?”

“That’s right! You’re too much!”

“After being married for half a year, I let you go again and again. I’m too much?”