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

Chapter 105: Mo Jingshen, Just Because My Temper Is Good...

Ji Nuan abruptly took a step back, an expression of, ‘I want to maintain a distance from you,’ on her face. Her entire body was wary like that of a hedgehog. She attempted to take another step back.

Mo Jingshen narrowed his eyes at her. “You dare to try taking another step back?”

“…”

Ji Nuan did not speak. She turned to press against the elevator wall. She wanted to drink, so she drank. Yet, after becoming intoxicated, she actually turned into a punching bag.

After stepping out of the elevator and entering the room, Ji Nuan immediately headed straight in. She maintained her determination to stay away from Mo Jingshen.

Mo Jingshen raised a hand to massage his brows. He then looked at her expression. His black pupils focused on her as he unhurriedly removed his cufflinks. He breathed. “You’re drunk, so I won’t bicker with you. Come here.”

Ji Nuan stood by the windows warily. She leaned against the window as though gathering some sense of security.

“I’m not drunk!” She clarified loudly.

“I asked you to come.” Mo Jingshen’s heavy voice cut her off.

Ji Nuan leaned against the curtains, tightly gripping the fabric as she lowered her gaze. She softly emphasized, “I said I’m not drunk, so I’m not drunk. Mo Jingshen, you can’t take advantage of the fact that my temper is good to stop me from looking for a place to be quiet for a while. Especially since…”

“Your temper is good?” Mo Jingshen smiled faintly.

Ji Nuan: “…”

Was her temper not good enough right now?

“You’re not drunk?” He sneered.

Ji Nuan: “…”

She did not care; anyway, she was not drunk!

“Good, since you’re not drunk, let’s have a good discussion about what happened tonight.” Mo Jingshen lowly and coldly said as he approached.

Ji Nuan saw that he was approaching and subconsciously took a step back, pressing against the window behind her.

“If you take another step back, those improperly locked windows will open. This is the eighteenth floor. You want to fall down?” he spat out these words one by one.

Ji Nuan’s heart skipped a bit. Earlier, she had felt a cold wind against her back. The moment she turned back, she saw that the beautiful bay windows behind the curtains were really not properly locked. There was a small gap, allowing a little wind to enter.

She was silent for a moment before she reached out to the windows and tugged it inwards, firmly closing it. At the same time, she suddenly felt the man’s clear scent approach.

Ji Nuan turned her head away, refusing to look at him.

Seeing she was clearly planning to continue to be indifferent toward him, Mo Jingshen’s perfect jawline tightened. In the next second, he fiercely grabbed her wrist, pressing it against the bay window behind her.

Ji Nuan felt his forceful strength and abruptly raised her eyes in fright. Her entire body was leaning against the glass behind her.

Yet, just as she thought to struggle, the man’s phone rang.

A sweet tone rang over and over again. She knew it was surely because the evening party had yet to end. Regardless of whether it was from An Shuyan or Mo Shaoze, anyhow, it had nothing to do with her.