Ji Nuan put one hand on the door, raised her other hand, grabbed the man's sleeve, turned her head, raised her eyes and looked into the man's frosty eyes: "Say, Mo Jingshen."
The man's brows were filled with indifference, and he looked at her calmly without answering.
"Say it." Ji Nuan slowly stood up in front of the door and held the door panel tightly with both hands behind her: "Speak out your more cruel and cruel words and make me give up completely. Just say it!"
"What else can you do if you don't give up?" Mo Jingshen looked at the redness brewing in her eyes, his eyes deepened inch by inch, and there seemed to be a cold and ruthless arc on his lips: "You want to take advantage of your body What kind of night will your drunkenness and my drunkenness bring about? Or do you think you are charming enough for me to make the same mistake with you again? "
The man said, his long and well-jointed fingers skillfully pinched her chin without forcing her to open the door.
When Ji Nuan was stunned for a moment, he leaned forward without warning and pressed her directly against the door. He bowed his head and approached her lips as if in danger or ambiguity, and smiled darkly and calmly: " Why don't you tell me directly, what do you want? Huh?"
Ji Nuan instinctively raised her hand to push him, but as soon as she raised her hand, he suddenly grabbed her wrist.
The clear and delicious masculine breath enveloped her whole body, and his breath brushed against her lips: "If you want it, just say it. It's just a matter between a man and a woman. Just say it. After all, we have slept with each other." After so many times, I’m not so heartless that I don’t even want the ones that come to my door. If you say you’re lonely, I can still understand you.”
The man's voice was low and light. To be precise, it completely trampled her self-esteem underfoot.
Ji Huanwei almost shed tears.
Did he deliberately want to shatter his image and all the good things he had with her
Feeling the man's approach, Ji Nuan subconsciously turned away, but he held her chin and turned her face away. When she was about to say that she didn't mean it, the man had already restrained her tightly. She bowed her head and landed directly on her lips, which were covered by the familiar warmth. By the time Ji Nuan realized what he was doing, the man had already pried open her lips and tongue, and drove straight into the deeper place where he was plundering the city.
"No..." Ji Nuan struggled hard, but he held her arms firmly on the door panel, unable to move at all. She instinctively raised her legs, but was suppressed by the man at the same time, unable to move at all.
"Mo Jing... Shen... you... um..." Ji Nuan turned her head away desperately, but the man kissed her fiercely as if deliberately, entangled deeply in her mouth again and again, but he was trying to make her extremely uncomfortable. And the way it felt like I could barely breathe.
Ji Nuan didn't even know how long it had been since he had touched or kissed her. She just felt that under such a deep and heavy kiss that was almost brutal and cruel, all the nerves in her body connected with her senses were... The violent trembling didn't stop for a moment, and her heart kept beating violently.
Until the tip of her tongue was aroused, the man's merciless kiss slowed down slightly because she couldn't control the tears that fell down in their mouths.
For a moment, it was as if the familiar Mo Jingshen was kissing her, kissing away the salty taste in her mouth, kissing away the wetness at the corners of her mouth, and just as he was about to kiss away the tears on her face, he paused for a moment. He put his hand on the back of her head and looked at her quietly with his bottomless black eyes.
Seeing the woman leaning on the door like a dying fish because of the kiss just a moment ago, breathing heavily, her eyes were red and full of tears.
He was quiet for a moment, his eyes were so intense that it was hard to see clearly, and he slightly and slowly raised his lips: "Is this what you want?"
Ji Nuan's brain was shaken. The familiar tenderness in that moment almost made her confused. However, if the man spoke again, she would instinctively rush to push him.
However, the man quickly pulled her into his arms. He pressed her against the door and held her tightly in his arms. The kiss he kissed again was more intense and deeper than before. Ji Nuan's hands went in vain. She pushed him, but this push had no effect except for making the man restrain her even harder.
Her breath seemed to be cruelly robbed, and she collapsed in his arms because of difficulty in breathing. Mo Jingshen finally let go of his hand, let go of her and withdrew from her lips and tongue. Ji Nuan's originally pale face was already pale. As soon as she turned red, her mouth was filled with the refreshing taste of men.
Her whole body felt limp against the door, almost slipping down, and her hand was weakly placed on the door handle to steady herself.
She didn't even have the strength to raise her head to look at the expression on his face. She could only hear the cold words coming down from her head: "You want more? I don't mind fulfilling your wish here tonight."
Mo Jingshen's voice was full of condescending ridicule: "Since I have always refused to divorce, from a legal point of view, it seems that I can fulfill these marital obligations a few more times before divorce. I think you should miss it. very."
Ji Nuan didn't care about anything else and leaned against the door, lowering her head and panting.
She held the door handle tightly with her fingers and remained motionless. The moment she heard the man's cold smile asking "Do you want to continue?", she suddenly released her hand from the door handle, then raised her hand to slap her in the face. Throw it in his face—
He didn't intend to stop him, he just stood motionless in front of her and looked at her. However, her hand still didn't fall, she just froze in mid-air, looking at the man's cold and cold expression, that day was reflected in front of her eyes. The black Bentley was crashed in front of her while speeding on the Los Angeles highway.
Ji Nuan's hand was frozen in mid-air.
Then he slowly lowered his hand, clenched his fist, and dug his nails deeply into his palm.
"Mo Jingshen, even if I have left a bad impression on you, you will not forget all the feelings we have had for so long and treat me so cruelly and unmercifully. Do you really feel better?"
The corners of his mouth curved in a cold and piercing arc, and he looked at her with deep and shallow eyes. He had no idea which of his words were true or false. He just said in a faint voice: "Seriously, what are you standing on now?" Here, even if I really jump from the balcony, I won't feel anything, so how can I feel good or bad?"
Ji Nuan's hand loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again, and finally she leaned against the door panel. She looked down at her feet, which had been standing bare on the ground, closed her eyes, and then pulled back a smile. I know who I am laughing at.
She used her strength to unscrew the door handle behind her, and when the door opened, she picked up the bag on the shoe cabinet by the door. Regardless of her body and head being still wet, she turned around and walked out.
"Where to go?" Mo Jingshen asked.