Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

After being blissfully served by Boss Mo early in the morning, Ji Nuan walked around the room in his shirt and finally could not help asking, “Is this your place?”

“En.”

A simple acknowledgment confirmed Ji Nuan’s thoughts.

Mo Jingshen rarely returned to the Mo family residence, so this had to be where he usually stayed in the past.

Ji Nuan wore Mo Jingshen’s shirt and wore nothing underneath.

After she returned to the bedroom, she glanced at the clothes left on the floor.

The dress she wore last night was torn apart. It made her think back to her lack of restraint then. Her unwashed bra and underwear were placed messily on the ground for the whole night. She definitely could not wear it again…

“Do you not have clothes I can wear here?” She walked out again and saw Mo Jingshen wiping his hands as he left the kitchen.

He was cooking earlier, and now he was washing the dishes. This side of Boss CEO Mo was rare and hard to see.

“Do you wish for me to have women’s clothing here?” he asked instead.

“…”

“It’s been a long time since I returned here. The ingredients I used in the morning was what I ordered from the supermarket downstairs. There are only a few sets of suits in the cabinet,” he calmly said.

“But I can’t stay dressed like this here the whole time. It’s fine if I’m in front of you… but I can’t wear this out.”

Mo Jingshen’s gaze suddenly became heavy. “Indeed, you can only dress like this in front of me. Go ahead and try to wear it out, if you dare.”

Ji Nuan stared at him with a wronged expression on her face. “Then, what do I wear? Would it be too troublesome to call Auntie Chen to send clothes over?”

“Wait.”

Mo Jingshen said and picked up his phone.

Taking the opportunity while he was on the phone, Ji Nuan walked around the apartment.

Although this place was not as large as the Yu Garden’s villa, nor was it a double storey condo, it had a space of around 150 square feet even with being one-storey alone. Everything required was there: a bedroom, a living room, a dining room, and a study. However, it was a little simple, and the things around were too few. She opened the closet and saw that there was really only men’s shirts and pants.

Even the indoor shoes in the shoe cabinet were new and unopened, meant for men’s feet.

It could be seen that this place, aside from himself, had no other guests. It was even more unlikely that any other women might have been here before.

Although knowing Mo Jingshen’s history was clean, after glancing around like this, as a woman, Ji Nuan’s heart felt very satisfied.

Although the clothes worn yesterday could not be worn again today, it was not right to throw them away either. Ji Nuan was no longer the wasteful rich young lady she was previously. She now had an obsession with cleanliness, was hardworking, and was also good at managing a household. Not to mention, these undergarments were not cheap.

She picked up the pitiful, looking underwear on the ground and returned to the bathroom. The sound of water running, and something being washed filled the bathroom.

Mo Jingshen dialed-up someone. After it connected, he requested, “Prepare a set of clothing that Ji Nuan can wear and send it over. The address is Ao Lan International, 1801.”

“… you actually returned there? And you brought Ji Nuan in?”

“If you don’t know the measurements, go the Yu Garden to take. Bring Auntie Chen along.”

The man asked, “You’re sure it’s Ao Lan International? That is where you…”

“Send it within half an hour. I’m hanging up.”

The clicking sound of the phone being hung up resounded, leaving behind a cold beeping sound.

“…”

Mo Jingshen casually tossed his phone on the coffee table. Hearing the sound of water flowing in the bathroom, he walked in and saw a beautiful scene—the eldest Miss of the Ji family, who was typically pampered, was washing her white bra and underwear. The bedroom had also been tidied up with nothing left on the ground.

Not only had her personality changed a lot, but even her living habits were also no longer the same.

In the bathroom, Ji Nuan was washing seriously. Occasionally, her wet hands moved behind her ears, pushing her hair aside and revealing her snow-white neck. The large dress shirt on her was sexy and made her seem defenseless.

Mo Jingshen stood there, watching for a long while.

Half an hour later, the doorbell rang.