Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Finally, a drenched head appeared above the balcony.

Mo Jingshen’s brows twitched, and he quickly walked over. With a “sha” sound, the floor-to-ceiling windows were opened.

Outside the windows, the rain and wind were intersecting. In that moment, the dancing movements of the curtains were akin to an illusion.

Ji Nuan’s silhouette gradually became clearer outside the balcony. Finally, the woman gritted her teeth and jumped in across the railings. Yet, because of the rain, her ankle had long begun to cramp. The jumping movement threw her on the ground, and the pain caused her to hiss. While rubbing her cramping ankle, she subconsciously raised her gaze to look inward.

The moment she saw Mo Jingshen standing in front of the windows, she subconsciously stood up without taking a good look of Mo Jingshen’s expression. The cramping pain caused her to fall the moment she took a step forward, falling into the man’s embrace.

This was the first time in Mo Jingshen’s life that he was shocked to the point of not moving. The heaviness in his embrace finally caused him to return to himself. He subconsciously brought his arms around the drenched and cold little woman in his embrace. Ji Nuan’s face knocked heavily against his chest. She softly whimpered, “Uu…”

Outside of the windows, the thunder rang loudly. Mo Jingshen felt the coldness on Ji Nuan’s body and did not speak a single word as he quickly closed the windows. He then pushed away to an arm’s length from him the woman struggling not to call out in pain. He lowered his eyes, calmly staring at her as though he was looking at a strange creature. He took a good look at her from head to toe and saw a small, bleeding abrasion on her face.

“How did you come up?” he asked her softly while his hands rubbed her cold face. His cold and handsome brows did not appear moved at all. Instead, he was angered to the point where it seemed like he wanted to throw her off the 33rd floor.

Ji Nuan did not explain. Her body was cold, but Mo Jingshen’s body was ridiculously hot. She resisted the cramping pain in her feet, tightly gripping his shirt. When she felt the heat on his body, her eyes rapidly scanned the room. She saw the bundle of blankets on the bed and approached without hesitation, wanting to tear off the sheets to see if the woman was dressed.

Yet, she had only just moved when the pain caused her to grit her teeth and almost fall down on the ground. If not for Mo Jingshen’s support, she would definitely have fallen over.

“Ah… pain, pain, pain…”

After seeing her distorted face due to the pain, Mo Jingshen’s cold expression became warmer. He turned toward her feet. “Where does it hurt?”

“It’s cramping, my left ankle.” Ji Nuan’s face was pale as she pointed at her ankle. “Ah… don’t use so much force, it hurts!”

Mo Jingshen touched the area on her ankle and his gaze deepened. He directly wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her up.

Walking into the bathroom, he tested the temperature of the water and carried Ji Nuan to sit in the tub. As he allowed the warm water to trickle over her feet, he used one hand to warm her leg with the hot water while his other hand gently rubbed the area that was cramping. He alternated the force applied, and after two minutes, Ji Nuan’s expression finally softened. Her foot was also no longer as stiff. She gently shifted in his embrace.

“Better?” he asked. His gaze was as cold as ever, but the rubbing movement on her feet was gentle.

Ji Nuan nodded with force, her gaze turning outside the bathroom. From this angle, she could not see that large bundle on the bed. She then turned toward Mo Jingshen’s slightly disheveled but properly buttoned shirt and pants. After hesitating for two seconds, she reached out to touch his face.

Mo Jingshen stiffened from her actions. His gaze became more profound and dark as he pressed her hand down. “Don’t move.”

He brought the warm water down from above her head, helping her to warm up.

Ji Nuan could tell that he was enduring a lot. Her eyes reddened, and she threw herself into his embrace. He was caught off guard, and as he stumbled backward, she tightly held his neck without letting go and whispered in his ears, “Was there a woman on the bed earlier on?”

Mo Jingshen raised a hand, gently rubbing her wet, long hair. He huskily replied, “En.”