Chapter Three Hundred and Eighteen: I Can't Hold on Anymore, I Really Can't Hold on Anymore!

Nan Heng sat on the sofa not far from the bed, opened the plastic bowl and ate a few mouthfuls. He didn't answer Mo Jingshen's words. He just thought of the scene of Ji Nuan lying next to Mo Jingshen just now, and then he thought about Feng Ling too lazy to even look at it. Looking at the picture of him one more time, I feel that this bowl of porridge is full of dog food in my mouth instantly.

"Actually, Feng Ling is a very delicate person, but she's too good at hiding her emotions." Ji Nuan fed Mo Jingshen for breakfast, and said softly, "I've been in contact with her for so long, even though she is cold many times. It seems to be very far from rejecting people, but she just has too thick a protective layer on her body..."

As she spoke, she blew lightly in the bowl, and when she gave Mo Jingshen another sip, she asked with concern, "Is it still hot?"

Seeing Ji Nuan's cautious look for fear that he might get burned a little, the smile on Mo Jingshen's lips became clearer and clearer. Heng's cold face has always been cold, and now there is a spring breeze on his face.

Nan Heng really felt that he couldn't eat this breakfast.

"I'm afraid you still don't know how you got married by him?" Nan Heng said with a smile.

Ji Nuan glanced at him and replied, "Are you talking about the fact that I rescued him by the river in Los Angeles a few years ago, or is it something else?"

Nan Heng's stern eyebrows moved, and he was a little surprised: "Do you know that?"

Mo Jingshen wrote lightly: "There is no need to hide."

Nan Heng looked at Ji Nuan and smiled: "Aren't you afraid that he married you back for repayment?"

Ji Nuan: "...he said no."

Mo Jingshen glanced at him coldly: "My own woman can't hold back, and I can't stand my peaceful days. Are you trying to sow discord?"

Nan Heng sneered, the uncle leaned on the sofa like he was, and put his hands on the back of the sofa at will, looking at the two people who were feeding and eating on the hospital bed, he sneered: "Then such a arrogant, arrogant and arrogant big man Miss, what do you like about her? How cute is it that President Mo is so willing to tie the rest of his life to her?"

This is a good question.

Ji Nuan wanted to ask just now.

Mo Jingshen didn't even think about it, he gently pressed down the spoon Ji Nuan had just handed to his mouth, and smiled softly: "The sixteen-year-old girl pouted and blew at me without any rules, while blowing Saying this is her first kiss isn't cute enough?"

Ji Nuan: "..."

Can we stop talking about this?

From the perspective of her current age, that TM is clearly mentally retarded.

Nan Heng rolled his eyes fiercely: "Is he cute?"

Mo Jingshen's elegant eyebrows raised slightly, and said lightly, "Hiding in the corner to avoid the crowd at the Haicheng banquet in order to secretly drink a few glasses of wine is very cute, I heard that she wanted to get married and stopped her father on the street. The car is so cute that the person who doesn't love is determined not to marry. In order to escape the marriage, he used scissors to poke ten or twenty holes in the skirt with scissors. At the wedding, he deliberately bent his finger and declared The look of staring at me when my fingers are crippled and unable to wear a wedding ring is very cute, and I am so angry that I don’t want to throw a flower ball at the end of the wedding.

Ji Nuan: "..."

Suddenly, I wanted to find a crack in the ground to dig into.

Nan Heng said with an expressionless face, "I'll just ask."

Mo Jingshen was serious: "I can count a few more."

Nan Heng continued to be expressionless: "Keep it until your wife is three months pregnant and go back to your own bedroom to count."

Mo Jingshen looked at him regretfully: "Didn't you really want to hear it just now?"

Nan Heng remained expressionless: "I've already vomited the few mouthfuls of porridge I just ate, don't say anything, thank you."

Seeing that this topic had come to an end, Ji Nuan tried the temperature of the porridge in the bowl, and put another spoonful to Mo Jingshen's mouth. When the man looked at her, she pursed her lips and said with a hot face. : "No wonder I just ruined my wedding dress,

In the blink of an eye, the Mo family flew back a new wedding dress from France, so you've seen it all..."

Mo Jingshen laughed at that time, and said with a chuckle, "Are the petals delicious?"

Ji Nuan made a "hey" in his mouth, holding the bowl in one hand and covering his face with the other, with an unbearable expression of being unable to recall his mentally retarded behavior. He feeds porridge so that it doesn't accidentally spill on him.

"What else do you want to ask?" Mo Jingshen raised his lips, glanced at Nan Heng, and at the same time slowly raised his hand and pushed a strand of hair from Ji Nuan's cheek behind her ear.

Ji Nuan hurriedly turned her head slightly, avoiding his hand: "Don't move your hand."

Mo Jingshen smiled and put his hand down.

Nan Heng waved his hand on the sofa, with an expression that was devastated by the tenth grade: "I have been with my brother for so many years, but you haven't even complimented you. Did this woman blow you a fairy tale back then and drink a drink? Is it fucking beautiful to eat a flower with wine?"

Ji Nuan's mouth twitched.

Fairy spirit or something.

But Mo Jingshen's actions were actually seen by Mo Jingshen, and she really wanted to disappear on the spot.

Face will be lost!

Before she fled, Nan Heng answered the phone and left.

Ji Nuan continued to feed the porridge, Mo Jingshen continued to cooperatively eat, and the quiet needle dropping in the ward could be heard, only the embarrassed and dying expression of the little woman did not match this tranquility.

Mo Jingshen glanced at her.

Ji Nuan also glanced at him, then put down the bowl, cleared his throat and said, "What you said just now is true? Then... what did you like about me?"

Mo Jingshen looked at the porridge that she had taken away, lowered his eyes and thought for a while.

"It can also be understood that I am confused by your beauty."

Ji Nuan resisted the urge to roll her eyes: "There are so many beautiful women, just go to the entertainment circle and catch a 18th-tier little star who has a certain beauty. Do you want to say that you are so superficial?"

The man smiled: "Who told you to be beautiful?"

Ji Nuan's heart was about to tremble with his laughter.

Can't chat, really can't chat, can't tease anymore, really can't tease anymore!

Ji Nuan's first reaction was blushing and her heartbeat. She really couldn't stand him, a big boss who was said to be very cold and difficult to approach, and opened up to him in a serious manner.

After a few seconds, she calmed down a little: "Tell me rationally, what you have seen and heard about me must be more than that. When did you find out that I was the same person? At that time, the street light was broken, and I couldn't see clearly. , what's more, you couldn't even open your eyes at that time."

Mo Jingshen looked at her anxious and guilty expression, and said in a lazy tone, "You mean, you don't want to be responsible after kissing?"