Ji Nuan raised her hand to hit him in the face again. This time the man directly held her wrist, lowered his eyes, pressed against her body, and looked at her intently.
"Looking at your posture, do you plan to spend all the energy and strength for the rest of your life on beating me?" The man's voice was light and indifferent, without the same irritability as hers. Feng Qingyun seemed to be just indifferent. It's as simple as asking her what she wants to eat tomorrow.
Ji Nuan's lips were trembling with anger, but she couldn't speak. For a long time, she still only squeezed out a few words: "You are so terrible..."
Mo Jingshen curled his lips slightly: "Do I just think you are complimenting me?"
She turned her head away abruptly, refusing to look at the man's irritating smile.
She never imagined that everything she had experienced in the past three years, the struggles, changes, and growth, were all under his control. She thought she had soared, but it turned out that he was still holding the thread.
Ji Nuan moved around in his arms again. The tears she had just cried had dried up, but she was still red. In addition, her fever had not subsided yet, and her cheeks were also red. She looked like she was in a hurry. It looked like it was cooked.
The man touched her hair gently, and then rubbed the top of her hair as if to comfort her: "Okay, stop making trouble. I think your strength has been exhausted."
He really got it right.
Ji Nuan didn't know where the strength came from just now, and she beat him crazily for a long time, but most of her strength was used on the pillow.
At this moment, her whole body was sore and limp, and she couldn't lift her arms. She could only move her body faintly, but because their bodies were so close to each other, she could feel the changes in the man's lower body every time she moved.
Until she felt her lower abdomen being stung by him, Ji Nuan immediately glared at him fiercely: "Shameless and dirty bastard! I've been like this and you can still get hard!"
The man was still thinking about how to coax her, but he was instantly amused by the woman's words.
He looked at her with deep eyes and rubbed her hair patiently: "I thought you already knew my desire for you very clearly last night. The blank space of more than three years, you thought it was just like this in one night." Can it be filled?"
Ji Nuan's face was expressionless, but her eyes were red and her face was red. Even though her face was expressionless, she didn't look so cold. In his eyes, she actually looked cute.
The smile in the man's eyes became even brighter: "You don't know how much restraint I had to exert to endure the meat dish I just had last night. If you hadn't been so burned that you fell into a coma today, I would have used another method to make you suffer all day and night. They were all lying on the bed, crying so hard that they couldn't find a tune."
Ji Nuan: "..."
She frowned: "Don't hold me down! Get away!"
The more he pressed on her like this and the more she moved, the more dangerous she became.
She absolutely couldn't stand him doing it again in her current situation.
"Stop making trouble?" the man asked softly.
Ji Nuan closed her eyes and turned her head: "I have no strength."
The answer was ambiguous, but the general meaning was that if she still had the strength, she might still struggle.
The man smiled and patted her on the head as if teasing a child. Then he let her go and stood up. At the same time, he glanced at Ji Nuan's hair stuck to her forehead and some sweat stains, and said, "It took a while to fall down." It’s not that it’s useless, at least I finally got rid of all the sweat.”
Ji Nuan was startled and raised his hand to touch his head. Sure enough, he was sweating.
That means her fever will go down soon.
Ji Nuan stopped moving and turned over on the bed, closing her eyes to take a rest.
Seeing that she was sweating more and more now, and that her fever might be really going away, Mo Jingshen turned around and went into the bathroom to fill her with bath water.
A few minutes later, the man came out and saw Ji Nuan still lying in the middle of the bed with her eyes closed, without a pillow, just lying there quietly, obviously not asleep.
"Sweat for a while and take a shower after the fever subsides. The water has been put away."
Ji Nuan ignored Mo Jingshen's words and remained motionless while lying on the bed.
She was indeed not asleep. When Mo Jingshen was in the bathroom just now, she was looking out the window with her eyes open. When she heard him come out, she closed her eyes again.
She was sweating non-stop. The pajamas she had just been forced to put on by the man were instantly soaked with sweat. She didn't know how serious her fever was after a day, but she finally started to sweat. So much turned out.
Seeing the little woman sweating and lying there motionless as if pitifully, Mo Jingshen walked over, put his hand on her sweaty forehead, and touched her flushed face.
Ji Nuan didn't move or avoid his hand. She just opened her eyes and looked out the window again, not looking at him.
Quite a temper.
Mo Jingshen said in a low voice: "Shall I carry you to wash?"
She remained motionless, and now she turned her face away even further, refusing to even look at him from the corner of her eyes.
The man picked up the electronic thermometer beside the bed and took her temperature. Sure enough, her body temperature had dropped a lot after sweating, and now it was only thirty-seven degrees two.
He put down the thermometer and directly carried the woman on the bed with his long arms, who looked like she had been fished out of the water because of sweating. Before Ji Nuan could get away, she was already being held by the man and sitting by the bed, and he did not dislike her at all. The sweat on her body put her hand on her back through her damp pajamas and patted her gently: "You have to take your time to lose your temper."
Ji Nuan didn't want to pay attention to him, didn't want to talk to him, and felt angry just looking at him.
Seeing that her face was uncooperative, Mo Jingshen did not let her go. He placed her directly on his lap and sat down, wrapping her whole body in his arms. At the same time, the man's voice sounded above Ji Nuan's head. A low and deep voice: "Tell me, how can I calm down?"
Ji Nuan couldn't tell whether he was angry or something, but there were a lot of things that he couldn't digest at once.
But he never told her all this, always concealing it. Every conscious or unconscious decision and behavior she made seemed to be predictable by him.
At this moment, she didn't have the strength to fight against him, but being held in his arms like this, she looked up and saw the man always had a calm and indifferent expression on his face, as if he was right no matter what he did, and as if everything was okay. As he expected, including every emotion she had, she now seemed like an ignorant little woman who was throwing a tantrum, and her whole body seemed to be hairy in his arms.
"Mo Jingshen, have you ever thought about my feelings?"
The man's arm around her remained motionless, his dark eyes stared at her, and he said calmly: "I have thought about it, and I know you will have a temper, so you don't see that I am always accommodating? Let you vent?"