Chapter 110: My Little Heart Was Hit!

Ji Nuan was slightly startled, and in the next second, he had already kissed.

"What do you mean by kissing now..."

"Just kiss?" Mo Jingshen's words with a faint smile were teasing.

Wouldn't it be going again?

Could it be that feeding her just now was just letting her build up her strength?

After a kiss, he finally let go of her, clasped his palm behind her head, pressed her forehead, and stared at her.

"Mrs. Mo once said that no one can hit your man." He lowered his head and admired the light between her brows, and watched with satisfaction as she was kissed a little confusedly: "On the contrary, who would dare to hit her? I will definitely not be polite to Mrs. Mo's idea."

"..."

Mo Jingshen actually has such a domineering side, but he doesn't seem very deliberate.

Moreover, this man's domineering will not make people unhappy, but it makes her instinctively want to express her position immediately.

Originally, the relationship between her and Sheng Yihan was only a one-sided issue with Sheng Yihan, and it had nothing to do with her.

Ji Nuan stared at him, suddenly took the initiative to hug his shoulders, raised his head, and kissed his lips fiercely. Under the man's dark and turbulent eyes, he said sincerely, "Okay!"

A good word, sincere as if to entrust all the little world she secretly hidden in her heart into his hands.

Mo Jing lowered his eyes and pressed her directly on the bed, Ji Nuan fell back and looked at the man on him.

The clear and gentle man is the inaccessible president of the Mo family in front of others, but at this time, he is sexy and good-looking like a hot and bewitching evildoer.

The world is second to none.

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On the other side, An Shuyan didn't wait for Mo Jingshen to come back until the dinner was over.

Everyone in Haicheng knows what a cold and rational person Mo Jingshen is, but such a man, who has never been emotional, made an exception for Ji Nuan.

Early in the morning, An Shuyan met Mo Shaoze at the stairs of the Royal Court Hotel.

"Uncle Mo." An Shuyan nodded politely at him.

Mo Shao glanced at her and asked in a stern voice, "With such a bad face, you haven't slept all night?"

An Shuyan smiled slightly: "I slept, maybe I slept too late, and my complexion didn't look very good."

"What you have seen and heard these days in China is the same as last night? Is Jingshen serious about that Ji Nuan?" Mo Shaoze's eyes were a bit gloomy.

An Shuyan hesitated for a moment, did not speak, but nodded slowly.

Mo Shao first raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, then narrowed his eyes coldly, not angering himself.

After a while, Mo Shao said solemnly, "Since that's the case, do you still want Mrs. Mo's status?"

An Shuyan was silent for a long time, took two deep breaths, and his eyes were a bit persistent: "Uncle Mo, what you should ask me is, Mo Jingshen, do I still want to?"

Before Mo Shaoze could speak, her voice was soft but firm: "My answer is, I want it."

Mo Shao looked at her sharply for a long time, and finally waved to her: "Okay, I see, you go back to rest."

An Shuyan nodded respectfully to him: "Thank you, Uncle Mo."

Say it, turn around.

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When Shen Mu brought the phone, Ji Nuan was blowing her hair in the bathroom, and the whistling wind was too loud, she only knew that Shen Mu had brought her bag and Mo Jingshen's things.

When she dried her hair and went out, Shen Mu respectfully whispered to Mo Jingshen outside the door, "Okay, President Mo, I see."

Mo Jingshen signaled that he could leave, Shen Mu nodded, smiled politely at Ji Nuan again, and turned to leave.

"Neither of us have mobile phones, how did Shen Mu know we were here?" Ji Nuan glanced at the back of the elevator that was already walking over there, and asked casually when Mo Jingshen closed the door.

Mo Jingshen glanced at her lightly, and pointed to the landline in the room with his chin.

Ji Nuan realized it later, took her own bag, and found the clothes in it before she changed her dress in the car yesterday, but only the clothes inside,

The coat still fell on Sheng Yihan's car.

About Sheng Yihan, she hesitated and didn't dare to mention it. After changing her clothes, she realized that her phone had been out of power since last night. She took out the charger from her bag and placed the phone on the bedside table.

As a result, just after charging and turning on the phone, a few text messages sounded.

The top line that jumped out on the screen was from an unfamiliar number.

【have a good rest】

Very common four words, but concise without even a single punctuation mark.

Ji Nuan stared at the four words, her fingers paused on the screen, and she wondered for a long time before she guessed who it was. She clicked on the photo album on her mobile phone to find Xia Tian's diagnosis record taken before. There was a note on Xia Tian's attending doctor. Birth phone number.

It was indeed Sheng Yihan.

Over the years, she and Sheng Yihan have been very tacit and indifferent to each other. Even if they pass by in the hospital, they are like strangers at the moment when their eyes meet. He is his orthopaedic doctor, and she is her Mrs. Mo. The unrelated people suddenly came back into her sight as if they had ulterior motives.

what is the reason?

Because he is about to return to the Sheng family justifiably? Because one of the four major families in Haicheng will belong to him?

Is he really... as she has seen before, hiding behind Qing Jun's appearance has a monstrous ambition?

Mo Jingshen made a phone call with the company, and when he looked back at the window, he saw her with a thoughtful look, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ji Nuan raised her head, her eyes stopped when she touched the man's overly gentle and perfect face that was drenched by the sun. The expression on his face remained calm, but his fingers quickly deleted the text message that should not have appeared: "It's nothing."

Mo Jingshen looked at the woman beside the bed, his eyes narrowed.

The little woman quickly clicked on the screen of the mobile phone. He only glanced at it, and with his long legs, he took her mobile phone in the past.

Ji Nuan wanted to reach out and grab it back, but she withdrew her hand because of the man's dull look.

That text message has been deleted. The unread text message that Mo Jingshen sees now at the top is from Xia Tian, ​​three in a row.

【My warmth! My little heart was hit, and I have been insomnia for several days! That Doctor Sheng is so handsome! After being in contact with him for so many days in the hospital, I actually didn't know that he looks so good! 】

【Are you really familiar with Dr. Sheng? Does he have one-way autism? Otherwise, why is it so cold at ordinary times, without saying a word of superfluous nonsense, just looking at people can make people half-frozen to death, for the sake of his face, I forgive him for this iceberg! 】

[Ah, ah, I still can't sleep! Also, Dr. Sheng's facial features are also very good-looking, and the bridge of his nose is very straight. Doesn't it mean that a man's nose is proportional to the bottom? This iceberg looks gentle in a white coat, but it can't hide the essence of his equipment, big, living, and good! Woohoo, I'm so excited, I really want to sleep with him! Nuan Nuan, since you've known him before, haven't you been interested in Dr. Sheng? 】

Seeing Mo Jingshen's calm expression, the surrounding air has obviously dropped several degrees.

Ji Nuan caresses his forehead.

Ruined!