The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 90: Mo Jingshen's voice was very low in her ears

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"What's wrong?" Mo Jingshen's hand gently caressed her waist through her thin nightgown.

Ji Nuan pursed her lips, pondered for a moment, and looked at him again.

"Secretary An just said on the phone that she seemed to have left her lipstick in your car."

Mo Jingshen's handsome eyebrows raised slightly: "Lipstick?"

Ji Nuan glanced at him unhappily, then lowered her eyes and nudged his hand around her waist: "Let me go first. Aren't you going to discuss projects with the United States later? I'm going to bed first. Let’s talk tomorrow.”

The man's hands didn't move at all on her waist, and when she pushed him, he pulled her tighter into his arms.

"It's still early." His voice was close to her ear, and the calmness between the words made the little flames in Ji Nuan's heart that were almost uncontrollable flare up.

"But I'm sleepy!" Ji Nuan struggled in his arms angrily: "You and your secretary can continue the phone call. When you're done, go back to the bedroom and wake me up."

"What did she say?" Mo Jingshen didn't let go, his voice deepened due to her struggle.

Ji Nuan couldn't struggle, so she simply stopped struggling and allowed herself to be imprisoned in his arms. With her back to his arms, her tone was difficult to explain: "She said that when she got off work, the car broke down, and then you I gave her a ride along the way.”

Mo Jingshen looked at her, sighed, and patted her waist softly: "Today the company is working overtime and busy with Shine's project. Secretary An used to work at Shine, so after sorting out the project plan, He left the company at about the same time.”

Ji Nuan still didn't speak, just listened.

"I drove out of the company and saw Secretary An's car parked on the side of the road with the door open. Half of her body was almost soaked in the rain. Whether it was because of her superior-subordinate relationship or her family relationship with the An family, it was impossible not to hear this scene. Do not ask."

"So you just let her get in the car?" Ji Nuan glanced at him, the fire in her heart getting stronger.

Seeing her unhappiness, Mo Jing locked eyes with her and stroked her head with his hand: "I plan to send a driver to drive her back in the company car. Secretary An said that all the project materials needed for the meeting tonight have been returned. It must have been soaked in the bag, so she needed to go home quickly and prepare a new one overnight, so she asked me directly if I could send her back."

Ji Nuan raised his eyes, feeling that this was too much of a coincidence.

"Her address is not far from the Jinlin Building where you were at that time." Mo Jingshen's voice was calm and calm, and he explained sincerely: "The back row I let her sit in did not touch your exclusive seat, Mrs. Mo. Don't be angry. Um?"

Ji Nuan glanced at him from the corner of her eye: "Then did you kiss her?"

The corners of Mo Jingshen's mouth curled up into a smile, "What do you think?"

"Secretary An just told me that she put on makeup and re-applied lipstick when she got off the car. Why did she put on lipstick? Why did she tell me so deliberately?" Ji Nuan said without blinking. Look at Mo Jingshen.

Mo Jingshen said nothing, but looked at her silently.

After a moment, he asked in a low voice: "Don't believe me?"

"I believe it." A long and deep smile appeared at the corner of Ji Nuan's mouth, but she was secretly gnashing her teeth and unhappy: "But your Secretary An specifically chose this time to call, and it was obvious that she was using her Those little thoughts are declaring war on me, should I just calm down and pretend nothing happened?"

How could she not believe Mo Jingshen

And after being kissed by him for so long just now, she didn't smell like any other woman at all.

Of course she knew whether her man was clean or not, and it didn't matter whether he was acting well or not.

But what made Secretary An, who had been taking things slowly and step by step, suddenly make such a drastic move

Are you not planning to continue playing the role of An Jing’s secretary to the president

Mo Jingshen glanced at the mobile phone on the sofa indifferently, his eyes were cold and calm, he didn't say a word, and there was no hint of happiness or anger.

Just when Ji Nuan was not going to bother with this issue so late, a man's voice suddenly came from above her head: "What car do you like?"

"Ah?" Ji Nuan was startled. She was still in his arms, but her brain couldn't keep up with the rhythm for a while.

What? What car

"That Ghost will be left at the company for public use. Let's replace it with another one." Mo Jingshen's eyes were clear and deep, staring at Ji Nuan's confused expression.

"Change cars?" Ji Nuan almost choked on her own saliva.

Although she was a little disgusted by the fact that An Shuyan took his car today, she was not so nervous.

Moreover, An Shuyan was sitting in the back row, and Shen Mu or others would occasionally sit in the back. This did not make her feel that she was not respected or anything. Mo Jingshen was so considerate in this regard that many men were not. It can definitely be done, so Ji Nuan doesn't feel the need to change cars.

What's more, it's a car worth more than 60 million! Or a Rolls-Royce commemorative limited edition Ghost!

The current price is like this, and it will only be more expensive in ten years! For collectors and luxury car enthusiasts, the price can even reach hundreds of millions!

Even though she was born in Ji's family, she still didn't spend tens of millions without batting an eyelid.

"There's no need to change cars. I quite like this Ghost, and I'm not that unreasonable." Ji Nuan curled her lips.

The man smiled lowly in her ear: "Like Ghost? Other models of this car are also very good."

"You really don't need to change it! If you throw away a car worth more than 60 million yuan in the company for public use, you might as well hit me to death with your money!" Ji Nuan raised her hand and patted his chest, but the pat was not heavy, like She glared at him as if it was tickling her, and threatened: "Don't change!"

"Aren't you unhappy?" Mo Jingshen's voice was very low next to her, but it was still nice and magnetic. The indulgence and concession in his tone made Ji Nuan hear that he really didn't intend to let her suffer this kind of thing. Wronged.

Even if it is just a small grievance that someone deliberately made out of nothing.

"If you dare to change the car, I will be even more unhappy!" Ji Nuan turned around and bit him on the chin again.

Anyway, it was almost time for him to have a meeting with the United States. No matter how much he bit him, he couldn't throw her back on the bed in the bedroom.

As expected, the man's eyes darkened instantly. He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips: "Then how can I be happy? Huh?"

Ji Nuan leaned into his arms, squinted her eyes and smiled: "How about you don't touch me for half a month and let me recuperate for a while?"

The man remained silent at first. Ji Nuan thought that he could even change his car for 60 million yuan, so he should be able to compromise on such a small thing that would just go away after a while.

As a result, Mo Jingshen gave her a meaningful look and said calmly: "No."

Ji Nuan: "... You're going to throw 60 million to the company without blinking an eye. You don't agree to my little request?"

Mo Jingshen let her go, turned and walked towards the study, without looking back, and finished his words: "Don't even think about it."

Ji Nuan: "..."