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

Chapter 62: Mo Jingshen, Do I Look Very Tasty?

The instant the lady boss saw that black card, her lips curved downwards.

Although she knew that many wealthy people were staying in the area, she felt uncomfortable accepting a black card just to buy a spring onion and a few seasoning sauces.

Ji Nuan saw the situation and quickly reached out to press down the hand Mo Jingshen had stretched out to hand over the card. She promptly took out a fifty-dollar bill from her purse and handed it to the lady boss whose face had turned stiff.

“Cough, here’s your change of thirty-one dollar and eight cents.” After handing them the money, the lady boss could not help but shift her eyes from Ji Nuan back to Mo Jingshen.

Even the lady boss’s daughter who stood by the side could not help looking over several times with a lovestruck expression.

The cold and handsome man was well-built and tall. He had an aura that was difficult to explain and drew countless eyes. It was clear and distant, yet not easily overlooked.

“They are so wealthy, yet they came here personally to buy things…” seeing that they had left, the lady boss and her daughter softly muttered, some envy in their tone.

Ji Nuan had forcefully dragged Mo Jingshen out.

Although she felt it was nothing serious, she could not help but feel like the eyes with which the lady boss and her daughter stared at him were those of a hungry wolf after seeing food. After seeing it, she really could not ignore it and dragged the much more accomplished man out with her.

Mo Jingshen carried the small bag of things they had bought with one hand while the other was still tucked away in his pants pocket. His long legs were not moving too quickly nor too slowly as he accompanied her home this way.

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Ji Nuan was considering if Mo Jingshen had many things to do when he stopped by the company in the afternoon.

If he was tired after working, she did not mind cooking after they arrived.

However, they had just stepped through the door when Mo Jingshen made her wait obediently. He threw his black windbreaker at her, turned to unbutton his well-crafted cufflinks, and folded up his high-quality sleeves before turning to the kitchen.

Ji Nuan glanced toward the man whose silhouette made it difficult for her to turn her eyes away and subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

This man…

How was he always at every moment and instance such a…

En… a feast for the eyes…

While looking forward to the noodles the man was cooking, she strangely thought back to last night when she was pressed under him. A different side that belonged to Mo Jingshen…

On the bed, this man was not as refined and indifferent as he seemed on the surface!

Ji Nuan felt that she had somewhat lost her composure. After standing by the door with torturous thoughts for some time, she entered the bedroom with a dazed, bright red face.

Walking to the bed, she noticed that she was still holding on to Mo Jingshen’s coat. Her gaze moved outside. After hearing the sound of water boiling from the kitchen, she lowered her head and raised the jacket to her nose, taking a whiff.

She took another whiff.

It was clear and cold, reminding her of the morning’s clean and fresh scent. She was not sure if Mo Jingshen smoked or not, but she could not recall ever seeing him do so. There was a very light cigarette scent that was difficult to notice unless one had a sensitive nose. She was not sure if he had smoked when he was busy working or the smell had rubbed off on him in the office.