He said he would kiss for a while longer, but once he started kissing, it was almost impossible to end it.
Ji Nuan gave him a symbolic push, but he couldn't push him away normally, not to mention that now that his hands were wrapped like this, he couldn't use any force at all.
Their lips and teeth intertwined, and she closed her eyes. In the process, the man's arms held her armpits, almost lifting her out of the water.
Ji Nuan still remembered the injury on his back. Now he must not push his arms forward like this. He subconsciously stepped back. His bright red lips were kissed and moved: "No, you are injured."
Even though the long kiss was terminated before it got out of hand, Ji Nuan's face was still red as she spoke, becoming more and more charming as the water vapor evaporated.
Mo Jingshen kissed the corner of her mouth, then her cheek, and then in her ear. His deep and hoarse voice was very soft: "I know that when you suddenly knelt in front of me that day, I was there. What are you thinking about?"
"...what are you thinking about?"
"I want to fly back to Haicheng immediately. I would rather have you kneel and beg for mercy with your back to me on the bed than to see you kneeling in front of me in that way." When Mo Jingshen finished speaking, he suddenly heard something in her white ears. Ji Nuan bit her ribs, and Ji Nuan winced in pain, and then heard the man say hoarsely: "You dare to kneel down even though you know I'm trying my best to be patient, you did it on purpose, huh?"
Ji Nuan shrank her neck in the water, feeling the pressure of the man and almost squeezing herself into this small wooden barrel.
"I knew you hadn't eaten or drank for several days, and I was afraid that your body wouldn't be able to bear it. I was too anxious, and those people were staring at me. If I didn't pretend to be too helpless, I might die at any time. One shot to the head. I still have to stay alive and fly together with you. I don't want to die." Ji Nuan's voice became softer and softer as he spoke, and finally turned into a soft murmur.
He stared at her with his eyes, said nothing, and put his hand on the back of her head, staying in her black hair.
Ji Nuan's heart swelled as he stared at her: "Mo Jingshen..."
"Um?"
She pursed her lower lip, and there was a hint of fear in her tone: "They said you have never been involved in the dark, so after this matter is over, can we go back to Haicheng directly? Or should we go with Nan Heng and the others first? Go back to the United States?"
The man looked at her face under her long hair, with a slight smile on his lips, and touched her wet hair: "Want to go back to Haicheng?"
"I'm still at home. It may take me some time to digest and forget what happened in the past few days. If I stay so nervous, I'm afraid the baby in my belly won't be able to bear it." As she said this, she gently put her hand that had been soaked in the water. Caress your flat belly.
Mo Jingshen's eyes were filled with soft light. He looked at her movements under the water and raised his lips slightly: "Okay, we will return to Haicheng after the matter here is resolved."
"Well, I'll wash you for a while. You don't have to help me. Just soak in the water for a while. I'll help you later when you take a shower."
Mo Jingshen hummed, turned around, took out the clean white dress she had placed on the bed, and put it aside.
When she came out of the barrel after taking a bath, maybe it was because she hadn't been in such close contact for a while, or maybe she had just experienced a life and death experience. She always felt that the familiar yet unfamiliar man in front of her was helping her take a bath, which made her feel a little bit uncomfortable. So sorry…
So when Mo Jingshen was about to help her put on her skirt, Ji Nuan looked at him with a coy expression: "Can't you just close your eyes?"
Mo Jingshen glanced at her cheeks that were reddened either by hot water or temporary shyness: "Don't close it."
Ji Nuan: "..."
Very good, as soon as he came back, his rights as a husband were restored.
After a stalemate for a few seconds, Ji Nuan raised her arm in compromise.
When the man was helping her get dressed, in order to relieve the embarrassment of standing naked in front of him, Ji Nuan cleared her throat and said, "Do you think I'm a little fatter?"
Mo Jingshen was helping her tie the thin white belt in front of her skirt. His slender fingers were running between the thin belts, and his voice was light: "After all the hard work these days, I have obviously lost a lot of weight. How can I gain weight?"
"But I'm pregnant. Pregnancy makes me fat."
The man tied the belt for her and raised his hand to push the long hair on her shoulders behind her back. There was no hairdryer here and could only be dried naturally. At the same time, because of her words, he looked at her seriously from top to bottom, and finally commented. : "I lost at least five pounds."
“…”
She said she was fat, but he insisted on saying she was thin!
"Also, who told you that you will definitely gain weight if you are pregnant? How long have you been pregnant? It will take at least two months for your belly to be visible, and there will be no change in your body shape."
"How do you know? Have you read any books about pregnancy?"
"..." Mo Jingshen glanced at the little woman who suddenly came into his arms, smelling like a bather and her cheeks were still a little rosy.
His Adam's apple rolled as he stared at her side face. Through the light in the cubicle, he could clearly see her thick, long and upwardly curved eyelashes and the warm and clear contours of her cheeks.
"Two months ago, Mrs. Chen would whisper these things next to me when she had nothing to do, asking me to keep an eye on whether you were pregnant. She was worried that no one would take care of you in T city, so she often came to Yuyuan after I got off work. Chat a few words." The man's voice was hoarse.
"Ha, grandpa and Mrs. Chen together can create a large army, with a captain and a deputy captain..."
…
Watching Mo Jingshen transform from a big boss with a decadent and cold temperament in a blood-stained black shirt back to Mr. Mo in a clean white T-shirt, Ji Nuan sat on the bed and watched the man cleaning his stubble. Almost lost his mind.
Almost all adult men will grow some stubble if they don't shave for a day or two. Mo Jingshen used to be so clean, with a good image and good temperament. He was a sight to behold wherever he stopped, but his unkempt appearance these days has changed. It's another feeling. It's not ugly. It can even touch the little sense of admiration and excitement hidden deep in a woman's heart. It's extraordinarily beautiful and attractive.
However, she quickly came to her senses. When she was helping him take a bath just now, she saw that the injury on his back needed to be repaired by the base doctor, so she quickly put away the blood-stained black shirt on the ground.
"Fortunately, Nan Heng's figure is about the same as yours. His T-shirt doesn't look out of place on you at all, but..." Ji Nuan walked behind him and said with a girl's heart pounding: "You are wearing a T-shirt." The shirt looks much more approachable than when wearing a shirt... "
Although he has already passed the age of a student, this man had just taken a shower and cleaned his stubble a moment ago, and he was dressed so casually. He looked like a campus male god on a university campus who can easily make girls become nymphomaniacs. You will definitely have a group of little fans following you wherever you go.