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

Chapter 131-132

Chapter 131: The Words Ji Nuan Spoke Almost Caused the Composure He Had Maintained for More Than Twenty Years to Collapse

The man’s voice was husky and teasing. Ji Nuan could hardly take it.

Especially right now… he was in so much discomfort…

Ji Nuan naturally felt apologetic toward Mo Jingshen. She felt that even if she had to do it all, there was nothing to be ashamed of. She reached over, wanting to tug on the belt hidden beneath his shirt.

Mo Jingshen abruptly pressed her hands down. His gaze was heavy, and it carried boundless darkness and depth as he stared at this little woman who did not fear death.

“Even surveillance cameras will have blind spots. Let’s find a corner where it won’t be able to capture anything.” Ji Nuan did not wish to see him hiding his pain and took the initiative to scan the bathroom and the surroundings of the tub. “Here, after closing the lights and blocking it with the door, they surely won’t be able to capture anything!”

She was about to head behind the bathroom door. Her hand remained tightly gripping his shirt, preventing him from moving away.

At the instant when Ji Nuan had moved behind the door, Mo Jingshen sighed lowly and did not allow her to unfasten his belt. Instead, he held onto her wrist, bending over to kiss her harshly. The kiss was deep and heavy, almost as though he was trying to swallow her whole.

Finally, he forcefully pressed down Ji Nuan’s disobedient hands moving about his body. He softly grunted, gritting his teeth to ask, “Do you want me to die?”

Ji Nuan’s hands were restrained by him and could not move. She could only stare at him with wide eyes while sincerely saying, “It’s just using my hands. I really can do it! In the past, Xia Tian and I have secretly watched… those type of movies…”

Seeing how Mo Jingshen’s brows had lifted, Ji Nuan immediately put on an agitated expression of wanting to try. “It’s so rare that I’m taking so much initiative! How can you not treasure it?!”

“Of course, I have to treasure it.” Mo Jingshen chuckled softly but continued gripping her wrist. “Although the wounds on your hands aren’t deep, when you climbed up, they were scratched by metal. These sort of wounds need to be dealt with a tetanus shot. Now that you were caught in the rain, the wound has already turned red and is beginning to be infected.”

As he spoke, he comforted her instead and gently kissed her forehead. “I can’t take the risk of infecting your wound. After tolerating for one night, it’ll be over. It’s fine.”

Ji Nuan deeply regretted the fact that she had prepared for everything but forgot to wear a pair of protective gloves when she was climbing.

She eyed her own palms that were indeed slightly swollen. A bit of blood would even ooze out occasionally from some of the scratches.

She sat there, thinking. Mo Jingshen had thought she was considering the wound on her hand. Yet, in the next moment, the words she spoke caused the composure he had been maintaining for more than twenty years to almost collapse.

“Or should I… use my mouth… to try?”

“…”

Ji Nuan felt embarrassed after the man’s sudden silence. She had seen many films in the future. Although she had never done it, it was not that foreign to her.

“Then, I’ll go turn off the bathroom lights…” Ji Nuan stood up and was about to walk around the man to switch off the lights.

In the end, she had only just stood up when the grip around her wrist tightened. The man pressed her against the wall, bending to thrust his heated face in her neck. He held her tightly with discomfort, and his ridiculously husky voice rang against her neck. “If you wish to try it, after leaving this place, I’ll give you the opportunity anytime.”