Is it really Mo Jingshen or what happened
This dream is too real...
She stood up almost with inertia, but stood unsteadily by the sofa, looking up at the man who was more than a head taller than her: "That... is it a dream?"
As she said that, she reached out to pinch the man's face.
Mo Jingshen didn't move away, but just when her hand was about to touch his face erratically, he grabbed it with one hand and pulled her down. He held her in his hand and used the strength of his hand to hold her back, preventing her from moving backwards. Fall down again.
"Well, it's a dream." The man's voice was low and cold, with no emotion.
Ji Nuan stood in front of him, with a pair of eyes that were drunk to a certain extent, and tried to look at him with wide eyes.
After watching it for a long time, she suddenly smiled.
Forget it, no matter if it was a dream or a hallucination, it wasn't the real Mo Jingshen anyway. She could scold him as much as she wanted. He was just a phantom, so she definitely wouldn't mind.
"Mo Jingshen!" Ji Nuan's temper suddenly rose. She was planning to show off her power over the hallucination in front of her and let out her bad temper for the past month. She suddenly pointed at his nose and raised her head. The drunken little face and hazy eyes stared at him: "You turtle bastard!"
The handsome man in front of him raised his eyebrows slightly: "Can you curse?"
"What does it mean to be able to curse? You didn't see it when I quarreled with others and cursed at others! Why are all the famous ladies in Haicheng so hostile to me? Isn't it because they came to provoke me one by one in the beginning, but in the end they all My eyes turned red after being scolded by me! It’s not like you don’t know what kind of temper I used to be!”
Ji Nuan suddenly stood up on tiptoes with great effort, then raised her hand to grab the collar of his shirt, pursed her lips and began her long journey of complaining and venting: "For you, I almost had all the thorns all over my body. Pull it all off! I worked hard to do everything for our marriage, and I never distrusted you!"
"The fear and despair I felt in the underground bar the night before all came from the person I never knew! The next night I found out that it was all because of your former fiancée! Do I have to smile and say it doesn't matter? I do not mind?"
"Do you think I have no conscience? Let me tell you, if I, Ji Nuan, had no conscience, I would never stick to you like this in my life! So what if I get divorced, I can fly away! But I put all my bets on you To Mo Jingshen, I gave you all, all of me! You are indeed unconditionally good to me, but other than that, you are an abyss that I cannot fathom to the bottom! I am not even close to your heart. I don’t know how many steps there are!”
The injury on Ji Nuan's forehead had long since healed, and her forehead, which was covered by Liu Hai, was smooth and clean. It was almost impossible to tell what kind of experience she had experienced in the underground bar a month ago.
The man's hand lifted her slightly sweaty Liu Hai, and she suddenly turned her head fiercely and bit his finger. While biting, she thought that it was a dream anyway, and if she didn't hurt him, he wouldn't hurt either. She vented her resentment. When I got out, I felt refreshed and scolded. I will be a good man again tomorrow.
He didn't break away, but stretched out an arm to steady her almost unsteady body and let her bite.
The taste of blood overflowed from his mouth, and Ji Nuan stopped talking.
She suddenly muttered something in a low voice, as if she was muttering to herself: "I should have changed my life from the beginning. I must have lost my mind, otherwise why would I have to live in the siege you drew?" I am willing to surrender, but all my paths are blocked by you, a man who is as addictive as a poppy. My fault is that I am increasingly unable to calmly control my heart. My fault is that I care too much about you, right... I... um... "
The back of Ji Nuan's head was clasped, and the man's lips pressed down, blocking her lips.
When Ji Nuan was stunned for a moment and was about to step back, the hand on the back of her head restrained her firmly. The movement and force used to restrain her were not gentle. Although it was not rough, the force was stronger than before. many.
She was so drunk that she became exhausted after struggling for a few times. The pain and numbness on her lips did not allow her to realize how she could have such a clear touch in her dream.
…
How she fell asleep after that, she didn't know.
Ji Nuan's sleep was not stable. In less than half an hour, she had a bunch of messy nightmares. She frowned and suddenly opened her eyes in shock. The dazzling light in the room made her close her eyes again. However, just the glance just now was enough for her to clearly see the man's clear and handsome face.
I realized that I seemed to be lying on the sofa, and Mo Jingshen in the dream was still there.
"Are you awake? Do you have a headache?" The man's voice fell in her ear.
Hearing this voice, it was truly terrifying. Ji Nuan's eyelashes trembled, and she opened her hazy eyes again. She looked at the man's face in a daze, and stretched out her hand to see if the illusion would suddenly disappear.
When she reached out, the man's palm suddenly held her waist. Ji Nuan was brought to sit on his lap. Her head was pressed against his shoulder. She wanted to sit up straight, but her head was still a little bit... It drooped a little on his shoulders.
"Mo Jingshen..." She spoke in a low voice.
"Um."
"We... won't quarrel anymore... okay..." Ji Nuan buried her face in his neck, her voice a little low and soft.
The man's hand stayed on top of her head. After a moment of pause, he looked at her lightly: "Are you sober or still drunk? Do you recognize me as hallucination or your husband?"
Ji Nuan buried her face deeper into his neck: "I don't know."
Mo Jingshen narrowed his eyes and looked at her with an unkind expression. He raised his hand to hold the little woman in his arms who had vented all his grievances under the influence of alcohol. He said in a nonchalant way: "Then let's wait until you wake up. I won't get along with you." Drunks talk.”
Ji Nuan: "..."
She was about to leave his lap suddenly, but the man held her down and didn't let her move: "You are so drunk and still have the strength to toss. It seems that giving you a month to calm down is not enough. I just said that we would not quarrel, and now Do you want to keep your distance from me with a bad face?"
"Let me go, I want to go down."
"reason?"
"You..." Ji Nuan raised her half-drunk and half-sober eyes, with some messy hair stuck to her cheeks. The angry expression just now was now a little more embarrassed. She moved her lips twice before she stopped. A few harsh words came out of his mouth: "You're hurting me!"
As she said that, she tried to move her buttocks position on his lap.
Mo Jingshen looked down at the face of the woman in his arms, his eyes as deep as the sea at night, and a dense kiss fell directly on her soft hair: "I haven't seen you for more than a month. If you move again, you won't just touch her." You are so simple."
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(fourth update~)