Chapter 305: As Soon as He Came Back, He Regained His Rights as a Husband

Said to kiss for a while, but once the kiss was almost impossible to end.

Ji Nuan pushed him symbolically, but he couldn't push him normally, not to mention that his hands were wrapped like this, and he couldn't do anything at all.

Lips and teeth intertwined, she closed her eyes, and in the process, the man's arm supported her armpit, almost holding her out of the water.

Ji Nuan still remembered the injury on his back. Now his arm must not be pushed forward like this, so he hurriedly stepped back subconsciously. He was kissed by the bright red lips and moved: "Don't, you are injured."

Even if the long kiss was terminated before it got out of hand, Ji Nuan's face was still flushed when she was talking, and she became more and more charming in the transpiration of water vapor.

Mo Jingshen put the kiss on the corner of her mouth, then on her cheek, and then on her ear, with a clear and low hoarse voice: "I knew that when you suddenly knelt in front of me that day, I was there. What are you thinking?"

"...What do you think?"

"If you want to fly back to Haicheng right away, I'd rather have you kneeling on the bed with your back to me begging for mercy, and I never want to see you kneeling in front of me in that way." When Mo Jingshen finished his words, she suddenly heard the words in her white ears. Kuo Shang bit, Ji Nuan shivered in pain, and heard the man say in a hoarse voice, "Kneeling down knowing that I'm trying my best to endure it, you did it on purpose, eh?"

Ji Nuan shrank her neck in the water, feeling the pressure of the man coming, she was about to squeeze into this small wooden barrel.

"I know you haven't eaten or drank for several days, I'm afraid your body can't take it anymore, I'm too anxious, plus those people keep staring at me, if I don't pretend to be too helpless, I may be at any time. A shot broke my head, I still have to live and fly with you, so I don't want to die." Ji Nuan said more and more, his voice became quieter, and finally turned into a whisper.

He stared at her with a pair of eyes, didn't speak, put his hand on the back of her head, and stayed between her black hair.

Ji Nuan's heart was full of excitement as he stared at him: "Mo Jingshen..."

"Um?"

She pursed her lower lip, and there was a hint of fear in her tone: "They said that you have never been involved in the underworld, so after this matter is over, can we go directly back to Haicheng? Or, let's go with Nan Heng and the others first. Go back to America?"

The man looked at her face under the long hair, with a smile on his lips, and touched her wet hair: "Want to go back to Haicheng?"

"I'm still at home. It may take a while for me to digest and forget what's going on in the past few days. If I'm so nervous, I'm afraid the baby in my belly won't be able to stand it." On the flat stomach.

Mo Jingshen's eyes were filled with soft light, watching her underwater movements, his lips slightly raised: "Okay, we will go back to Haicheng after this matter is settled."

"Well, I'll take a shower for a while. You don't have to help me. Just soak it in the water for a while, and I'll help you when you take a shower."

Mo Jingshen hummed, turned around and took the clean white dress she put on the bed and put it aside.

When she came out of the wooden barrel after taking a bath, it may be that she has not had such intimate contact for a while, or she may have just experienced a life and death, and she always felt that this familiar and unfamiliar man before her bathed her a little bit, no. so much fun...

So when Mo Jingshen was about to help her put on a skirt, Ji Nuan looked at him with a twisted look: "Can't you close your eyes?"

Mo Jingshen glanced at her cheeks, who didn't know whether they were blushed by the hot water or because of temporary shyness: "Don't close."

Ji Nuan: "..."

Very good, as soon as he came back, he regained his right to be a husband.

After a stalemate for about a few seconds, Ji Nuan raised his arm compromisingly.

When the man helped her get dressed, in order to relieve the embarrassment of standing naked in front of him, Ji Nuan cleared her throat and said, "Do you think I'm a little fatter?"

Mo Jingshen was helping her to tie the thin white belt in front of her skirt. His slender fingers were weaving between the belts, and his voice was light: "After all the tossing these days, I have obviously lost a lot of weight, how could I be fat?"

"But I'm pregnant,

Pregnancy makes you fat. "

The man helped her fasten the belt, raised his hand and pushed the long hair on her shoulders behind her back. There was no hair dryer here, so he could only air dry it naturally. At the same time, he looked at her from top to bottom because of her words, and finally commented. : "I lost at least five pounds."

"..."

She said fat, he said thin!

"Besides, who told you that you will gain weight when you are pregnant? How long have you been? It will take at least two more months to see your belly, and there will be no change in your body shape."

"How do you know? Have you read any books related to pregnancy knowledge?"

"..." Mo Jingshen glanced at the little woman who suddenly leaned into his arms, wearing the scent of a bath, and her cheeks were still a little red.

His Adam's apple rolled, staring at her side face, and through the light in the compartment, he could clearly see her dense long and curved eyelashes and the warm and clear contours of her cheeks.

"Two months ago, when Mrs. Chen had nothing to do, she would whisper these things next to me, and let me keep an eye on whether you were pregnant or not. She was worried that you would have no one to take care of you in T City, so she often spent more time in the garden after I got off work. Nagging a few words." The man's voice was hoarse.

"Ha, grandpa and sister-in-law Chen put together, it's like giving birth to a large army, one captain and one vice-captain..."

...

Watching Mo Jingshen change from a big BOSS in a blood-stained black shirt full of decadent and cold temperament to a clean white T-shirt, President Mo, Ji Nuan sat on the bed and looked at the man cleaning up the stubble. Almost lost my mind.

Adult men almost always grow some stubble if they don't shave for a day or two. Mo Jingshen used to be so clean, with a good image and good temperament. Every stop is a scene, but he looks sloppy these days. It's another kind of feeling, not ugly, and even touches the little admiration and excitement hidden in the bottom of a woman's heart, which is extraordinarily beautiful and attractive.

However, she quickly regained her senses. When she was bathing him just now, she saw that the wound on his back needed to be repaired by the base doctor, so she quickly put away the blood-stained black shirt on the ground.

"Fortunately, Nan Heng's figure is similar to yours. You don't feel disobedient when you wear his T-shirt, but..." Ji Nuan walked behind him and said with a girl's heart pounding: "You are wearing The t-shirt looks so much more approachable than when wearing a shirt..."

Although he has already passed the age of a student, this man had just taken a shower and cleaned his stubble a moment ago, and dressed so casually, he looked like a campus male god who could easily make girls into nympho on college campuses. There is a group of little fans who follow you wherever you go.