Chapter 227: Mo Jingshen, You're Embarrassing Me!

Is it really Mo Jingshen or what?

This dream is too real...

She stood up almost instinctively, but stood staggeringly beside the sofa, looking up at the man who was more than a head taller than her: "That...is, is it a dream?"

As she spoke, she reached out to pinch the man's face.

Mo Jingshen didn't dodge, but when her hand was just about to touch his face erratically, he grabbed it with one hand, pulled it down, held her in his hand and used the strength of his hand to support her, not letting her back Fall down again.

"Well, it's a dream." The man's voice was low and cold, with no emotion.

In front of him, Ji Nuanchu opened a pair of eyes that were drunk to a certain extent, and tried to look at him with wide open eyes.

After looking at it for a long time, she suddenly smiled.

Forget it, it doesn't matter if he is a dream or a hallucination, it's not the real Mo Jingshen anyway, she can scold her whatever she wants. It's just a phantom, and she definitely won't mind.

"Mo Jingshen!" Ji Nuan's temper suddenly came up, and she planned to play a good role in the hallucination in front of her, to let out the bad anger of the month, she suddenly pointed at his nose, raised her head full of The drunk face and misty eyes stared at him: "You turtle bastard!"

The man in front of Qingjun raised his eyebrows slightly: "Can you scold people?"

"What do you mean by scolding people? You didn't see that when my mother quarreled with others and shrewd and scolded the street! Why are all the ladies and daughters in Haicheng so hostile to me? It's not because they came to provoke me one by one, and they all ended up being so hostile to me. I was scolded until my eyes were red! You don't know what kind of temper I used to be!"

Ji Nuan suddenly stood on tiptoe hard, then raised her hand and grabbed his shirt collar, pursed her lips and started her long journey of complaining and venting: "For you, I almost stabbed all the thorns in my body. Pulled out! For our marriage, I tried my best to do everything well, and I have never distrusted you!"

"I was terrified in the speakeasy the night before, panic-stricken to despair, all because of someone I never knew! The next night I knew it was all because of your ex-fiancée! Am I going to laugh and say it's okay? I do not mind?"

"Do you think I have no conscience? Let me tell you, if I, Ji Nuan, have no conscience, I will never stick to you like this in my life! What about divorce, I can fly away! But I put all my bets on you. Mo Jingshen's body, what I give is everything, my everything! You are indeed unconditional good to me, but other than that, you are an abyss that I can't touch at all! I'm not even close to your heart I don't know how many steps!"

The wound on Ji Nuan's forehead had already healed, and the forehead that was covered under the sea was smooth and clean. It was almost impossible to see what happened to her in the speakeasy a month ago.

The man's hand lifted her slightly sweaty Liuhai, and she suddenly turned her head ruthlessly and bit his finger, biting while thinking that it was a dream anyway, and she didn't hurt him or him, she put these grievances out. Going out, cool and cool, scolded and scolded, tomorrow will be a hero again.

Instead of breaking free, he stretched out an arm to stabilize her almost unsteady body and let her bite.

There was a bloody taste in his mouth, and Ji Nuan closed his mouth.

She suddenly whispered something, as if she was muttering to herself: "I should have changed to another life from the beginning, I must have lost my mind, otherwise why must I be in the siege you drew? Li was willing to surrender, and was blocked by you, a man like a poppy who was addicted when he touched it. My fault was that I couldn't calm down my heart more and more, and the fault was that I cared too much about you. Is it... I... Well……"

The back of Ji Nuan's head was buckled, and the man's lips pressed down, blocking hers.

When Ji Nuan was stunned for a moment and was about to step back, the hand on the back of her head restrained her firmly. The movements and strength of imprisoning her were not gentle. Although it was not rough, the force was heavier than before. many.

She was so drunk that she was exhausted after struggling a few times.

The pain and numbness on her lips didn't make her reflect how she could still have such a clear touch in a dream.

...

After that, she didn't know how she fell asleep in a daze.

Ji Nuan didn't sleep peacefully. In less than half an hour, she had a mess of nightmares. She frowned and suddenly opened her eyes in shock. The blinding light in the room made her close her eyes again. However, just a glance just now was enough for her to see the clear and handsome face of the man.

Realizing that he seemed to be lying on the sofa, Mo Jingshen in the dream was still there.

"Wake up? Do you have a headache?" The man's voice fell in her ear.

Hearing this voice, it was truly terrifying, Ji Nuan's eyelashes trembled, she opened her hazy eyes again, looked at the man's face again in a trance, and reached out to touch if the illusion would suddenly disappear.

When she reached out, the man's palm suddenly supported her waist, Ji Nuan was brought to sit on his lap, her head was on his shoulder, she wanted to sit up straight, but her head was still a little bit It fell a little on his shoulders.

"Mo Jingshen..." She said in a low voice.

"Um."

"We... don't quarrel in the future... okay..." Ji Nuan buried her face in his neck, her voice a little low and soft.

The man's hand stayed on top of her head. After a pause, he looked at her lightly: "Are you awake or still drunk? Do you recognize me as a hallucination or your husband?"

Ji Nuan buried her face deeper between his neck: "I don't know."

Mo Jingshen narrowed his eyes, looked at her with a bad expression, raised his hand and wrapped the little woman who had vented his grievances enough through the wine to his arms, and said calmly, "Then wait for you to wake up and talk about it, I don't get along. Drunk talking."

Ji Nuan: "..."

She was about to leave his lap suddenly, but the man held her down and didn't let her move: "You are so drunk and still have the strength to toss, it seems that a month of calm time for you is not enough. With a stinky face, you want to keep your distance from me?"

"Let go of me, I'm going down."

"reason?"

"You..." Ji Nuan raised her eyes that were half drunk and half awake, some messy hair stuck to her cheeks, and the expression of resentment just now became a little more embarrassing. She moved her lips twice before she could A few blunt words came out of his mouth: "You are holding me!"

Saying that, she tried to move her ass on his lap.

Mo Jingshen looked down at the face of the woman in his arms, his eyes were as deep as the sea in a silent night, and the dense kiss fell directly on her smooth hair: "I haven't seen you for more than a month, if you move around again, it won't just be sullen. You are so simple."

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