Nan Heng sat on the sofa not far from the bed, opened the plastic bowl and took a few bites. He did not answer Mo Jingshen's words. He just thought of the scene of Ji Nuan lying next to Mo Jingshen just now, and then thought about it again. Feng Ling was too lazy to even look at it. Looking at the picture of him for a second time, I felt that the bowl of porridge was full of dog food flavor when I ate it in my mouth.
"Actually, Feng Ling is a very delicate person, but she is too good at hiding her emotions." Ji Nuan said softly while feeding Mo Jingshen breakfast, "I have been in contact with her for so long, although she is cold and cold many times. It’s like she’s repelling people from a distance, but it’s just that her protective layer is too thick…”
As she spoke, she blew lightly into the bowl, and then fed Mo Jingshen a mouthful and asked with concern, "Is it still hot?"
Seeing Ji Nuan's cautious look for fear of burning him a little, the smile on Mo Jingshen's lips became clearer and clearer. The headboard of the bed had been shaken up just now. He was now in a lying position. Compared to Nan Heng's face, which had always been cold, now felt like a spring breeze blowing across his face.
Nan Heng really felt that he couldn't eat this breakfast.
"Are you afraid that you still don't know how he got married to you?" Nan Heng said with a smile.
Ji Nuan glanced at him and replied, "Are you talking about the time I saved him by the river in Los Angeles a few years ago, or are you referring to other aspects?"
Nan Heng's stern eyebrows moved, a little surprised: "Do you know this?"
Mo Jingshen wrote lightly: "There is no need to hide anything."
Nan Heng looked at Ji Nuan and smiled: "Aren't you afraid that he married you back to repay his kindness?"
Ji Nuan: "...he said no."
Mo Jingshen glanced at him coldly: "I can't suppress my own woman and can't stand my peaceful life. Do you want to take this opportunity to sow discord?"
Nan Heng sneered, leaned on the sofa like an uncle, put his hands on the back of the sofa casually, looked at the two people on the hospital bed who were feeding and eating, and sneered: "What about such a big man who used to be arrogant and arrogant?" Miss, what do you like about her? What is it about her that is so cute that you, Mr. Mo, are so willing to tie yourself to her for the rest of your life?"
This is a good question.
Ji Nuan wanted to ask just now.
Without thinking, Mo Jingshen gently pressed down the spoon that Ji Nuang had just handed to his mouth, and chuckled: "The sixteen-year-old girl pouted her mouth and blew at me in no order. Isn’t it cute enough to say this is her first kiss?”
Ji Nuan: "..."
Can we not mention this again
From the perspective of her current age, that **** is clearly mentally retarded.
Nan Heng rolled his eyes fiercely: "Is this his mother cute?"
Mo Jingshen's deep eyebrows slightly raised, and he said calmly: "The way she hid in a corner to avoid the crowd in order to secretly drink a few glasses of wine at the Haicheng banquet was so cute. When she heard that they were getting married, she stopped her father on the street. The way Che argued with reason that she would not marry someone she didn’t love was particularly cute. The way she used scissors to poke ten or twenty holes in the dress at the wedding dress customization center in order to escape from marriage was particularly cute. She deliberately bent her fingers and declared at the wedding. The way he stared when his fingers were disabled and couldn’t wear the wedding ring was so cute. The way he was so angry at the end of the wedding that he refused to throw bouquets, and the way he hid in the background eating flower petals to vent his anger was also so cute... "
Ji Nuan: "..."
Suddenly I wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
Nan Heng said expressionlessly: "I'm just asking."
Mo Jingshen said seriously: "I can count a few more."
Nan Heng continued to be expressionless: "Save it for when your wife is three months pregnant and you go back to your own bedroom to count."
Mo Jingshen looked at him with pity on his face: "Didn't you really want to hear it just now?"
Nan Heng remained expressionless: "I almost vomited after just a few mouthfuls of porridge. Stop talking. Thank you."
Seeing that the topic had come to an end, Ji Nuan tested the temperature of the porridge in the bowl, took another spoonful and brought it to Mo Jingshen's mouth. When the man looked at her, she pursed her lips and said with a feeling of heat on her face. : "No wonder I just destroyed my wedding dress. In the blink of an eye, the Mo family flew back a new wedding dress from France. It turns out you saw it..."
Mo Jingshen laughed at that moment and chuckled softly: "Are the petals delicious?"
Ji Nuan said "Hey" in his mouth, holding the bowl in one hand, and covering his face with the other hand. He looked like he couldn't recall the retarded behavior he had done in the past and couldn't bear it. It took him a long time to put his hand down, and tried to calm down. He feeds him porridge so that it doesn't accidentally spill on him.
"What else do you want to ask?" Mo Jingshen raised his lips and glanced at Nan Heng. At the same time, he slowly raised his hand and pushed a strand of hair from Ji Nuan's cheek behind her ear.
Ji Nuan quickly turned her head slightly to avoid his hand: "Don't move your hands."
Mo Jingshen smiled and put his hand down.
Nan Heng waved his hands on the sofa, looking like he was being tortured to the tenth degree: "I have been your brother for so many years, but you haven't even said a word of praise. Could this woman have given you a breath of fairy air and a drink?" Is it fucking beautiful to drink wine and eat flower petals?”
Ji Nuan's mouth twitched.
Forget about immortality and all that.
But what she did back then was actually seen by Mo Jingshen, and she really wanted to disappear on the spot.
I'm going to lose my face!
Before she ran away, Nan Heng answered the phone and left first.
Ji Nuan continued to feed him porridge, and Mo Jingshen continued to eat cooperatively. The ward was quiet and could hear needle drops. Only the little woman's extremely embarrassed expression did not match the tranquility.
Mo Jingshen glanced at her.
Ji Nuan also glanced at him, then put down the bowl, cleared his throat and said, "What you just said is true? Then... what do you like about me?"
Mo Jingshen looked at the porridge that she had taken away, lowered his eyes and thought for a while.
"It can also be understood that I was seduced by your beauty."
Ji Nuan resisted the urge to roll her eyes: "There are so many beautiful women, and any 18th-tier starlet in the entertainment industry will have a certain degree of beauty. Why do you want to call yourself so superficial?"
The man laughed: "Who told you that you are so beautiful?"
Ji Nuan's heart almost trembled because of his laughter.
We can’t chat anymore, we really can’t chat anymore, we can’t flirt anymore, we really can’t flirt anymore!
Ji Nuan's first reaction was that she blushed and her heart beat. She really couldn't stand the serious flirtation from him, a big boss who was said to be very cold and difficult to get close to.
After a few seconds, she calmed down slightly: "Reason tells me that what you saw and heard about me must be more than that. When did you find out that I was that person? The street lights were broken at that time, and I couldn't see clearly. , not to mention you couldn’t even open your eyes at that time.”
Mo Jingshen looked at her worried and guilty expression, and said in a lazy tone: "What do you mean, you don't want to be responsible after the kiss?"