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

CHAPTER 233 -234 -235

Chapter 233: His Gaze Was Too Deep, Too Intense; He Locked Her Against the Wall Tightly

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Thank you?” Mo Jingshen’s voice was low and heavy, his gaze fixed on her. “Who are you speaking to?”

Ji Nuan was quiet for a moment before she took a sip from the bottle. She then answered naturally and honestly, “To you.”

Just as Ji Nuan was about to turn around to head out of the kitchen, he hauled her back. The little woman carefully tried to keep the water from spilling as he pushed her forward and kept her locked against the wall across the refrigerator.

Realizing that the man was angered by her words, Ji Nuan finally believed that he was not always as he appeared; capable of indifferently controlling her emotions, her anger, and her happiness. He could not always maintain his composure.

So, he was actually a mortal, with his own joy and anger.

She raised her unperturbed eyes to him. “What are you doing? Nan Heng and Feng Ling are right outside.”

“They wouldn’t dare to enter even if I gave them a hundred guts.” Mo Jingshen’s voice was as cold and low as before. “Repeat your words from earlier. Who are you thanking? Ji Nuan, how am I related to you?”

Ji Nuan’s expression was as per normal. Her tone was also calm. “Previously, you were my husband. After a month of no contact, who knows how you’re related to me?”

Mo Jingshen raised his brows. “Aside from the unreasonable venting, your attitude before and after drinking is basically the same. So, you don’t plan on explaining why you went to drink behind my back?”

“Why do I need to explain?” Ji Nuan calmly returned his gaze. “What I should be on my guard to carefully defend isn’t the issue on drinking, but my heart, isn’t it?”

She was unable to remember everything she had said in her drunken stupor that night, but she had some vague impressions.

Even though it hadn’t been easy waiting for his appearance; even though this one month had been sufficiently grueling, she was unable to place her pride down. It didn’t matter that a portion of the blame was on her head.

Right now, she simply could not bring herself to smile.

After receiving the cold shoulder for a month, she felt as though she was standing in an ice cellar.

A hint of a smile gradually rose in Mo Jingshen’s eyes. Her stiff face made her appear like a disobedient little kitten. Even though she had clearly softened and was waiting for him to pet her, she insisted on maintaining such a tense, distant appearance. He lowered his head and leaned closer to her lips. “What is it? Even when you’re conscious, you’re going to be this unreasonable?”

Ji Nuan frantically tried to move back, but the man had already approached. He left a kiss on her lips before leaning backward. Under her glare, he shifted his hands away from her shoulders and pressed them against the wall, lowering his eyes to watch her.

“What are you still mad about? It’s been a month. You haven’t thought things through?” The man stood under the kitchen lights. He towered over her; his long shadow enveloping her and blocking most of the light.

“How would I dare to get mad? A temper tantrum left me with a cold shoulder for a month. If I were to be mad at you for not answering my call, based on such an irrational reason, you might directly cut off all ties with me, wouldn’t you?” Ji Nuan coldly glanced at him. “Don’t stand here to block me. Let me out.”