Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 389 - His Kiss Was Hotter Than Just Now

Chapter 389: His Kiss Was Hotter Than Just Now

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Ji Nuan put one hand on the door, raised the other to grab his sleeve, and turned to look into his cold eyes. “Tell me, Mo Jingshen.”

His face remained indifferent. He looked deadpan at her and didn’t answer her.

“Tell me.” Ji Nuan slowly steadied herself in front of the door, holding the door plank with her hands. “Say more cruel and ruthless words and let me completely give up!”

“What else can you do?” Mo Jingshen looked at her eyes, which had turned red. His eyes darkened, and he gave a chilly smile. “What kind of night do you want to make when both of us are a bit drunk? Or do you think you’re attractive enough for me to be fooled by you again?”

With that, he lifted her chin with his long, slender fingers, not forcing her to make way.

When Ji Nuan paused, without warning, he suddenly leaned forward and pressed her against the door, dangerously yet ambiguously bending over to her lips and chuckling darkly. “Why don’t you tell me what you want? En?”

Instinctively Ji Nuan raised her hand to push him away, but as soon as she did, he grabbed her wrist.

His refreshing, masculine breath hung over her, and his breath touched her lips. “Just tell me what you want. Just those affairs between a man and a woman. Just speak it out. After all, having slept so many times, I’m not so coldhearted as to refuse you if you really want it. If you say you are lonely, I can understand you.”

The man’s voice was low and cold. He was literally trampling her self-esteem under his feet.

Tears of anger came to Ji Nuan’s eyes.

Did he mean to shatter his image in her mind and destroy her love for him?

Feeling the man bending his head and coming closer, she hurriedly moved her head away, but he held her chin and turned her face back. When she was about to say that she didn’t mean that, he firmly held her, bent over, and put his lips onto hers. The warm and soft lips she was so familiar with covered her lips. When Ji Nuan realized what was happening, the man had pried open her lips, went straight into her mouth, and explored more deeply.

“No...” Ji Nuan struggled hard but couldn’t move as he held her arms firmly against the door. Instinctively, she lifted her legs, but the man immediately pinned her legs down and didn’t let her move.

“Mo Jing... Shen... you... umm...” Ji Nuan tried her best to move her head away, but the man deliberately kissed her hard. His tongue went deep into her mouth again and again, making her so uncomfortable that she could hardly breathe.

For so long, he hadn’t touched or kissed Ji Nuan. As he kissed her wildly and violently, all her nerves were trembling violently, and her heart was beating hard.

Until he bit the tip of her tongue, his relentless kiss slowed slightly as her uncontrollable tears fell into their mouths.

For a moment, she felt as if the familiar Mo Jingshen was kissing her, kissing away the salty taste in her mouth, kissing away the tears on the corners of her mouth. When he was about to kiss away the tears on her face, he stopped for a moment. His hand was on the back of her head, and he gazed silently at her with his black, unfathomable eyes.

Leaning against the door, the woman was panting like a dying fish, her eyes red and full of tears.

He remained silent for a while. His eyes were unfathomable, and he smiled indifferently. “Is this what you want?”

Ji Nuan froze. The familiar tenderness just now had almost bewildered her, but then hearing his words, she hurriedly scrambled to push him away from her.

However, faster than her, the man took her into his arms, pressed her to the door, and held her firmly in his arms. His kiss was hotter than just now. She tried in vain to push him away, but the push had no effect except to make the man hold her more firmly.

She was almost suffocated and sank into his arms because of anoxia. Mo Jingshen finally stopped kissing her and let go of her. Ji Nuan’s pale face had turned red, and her mouth was full of his cool, refreshing smell.

She clung to the door and almost slipped to the floor. She feebly put her hand against the handle of the door to steady herself.

She didn’t even have the strength to look up at his face, and then his cold words rang on the top of her head. “If you still want more, I don’t mind satisfying you here tonight.”

Mo Jingshen’s voice was condescending and mocking. “Since you still refuse to divorce, from a legal point of view, it seems that I can perform marital obligation a few more times before we divorce. I think you must be missing it.”

Having no energy to respond to his words, Ji Nuan leaned against the door, her head bowed, panting.

She clutched the handle of the door tightly and didn’t move. At the moment that she heard the man asked her in contempt whether she wanted him to continue, she suddenly released the door handle and raised her hand to slap him in the face—

He didn’t stop it but just stood in front of her and looked at her. However, her hand didn’t fall but froze in midair. She looked at the man’s cold look, and the black Bentley hurtling down the freeway in Los Angeles that day and crashing in front of her suddenly popped up in her mind.

Ji Nuan’s hands froze in midair.

Then she slowly lowered her hands, clenching her fists, her nails sinking into her palms.

“Mo Jingshen, even if I have left a bad impression on you, but how can you just forget all our past? Do you really feel good about being so cruel to me?”

He smiled coldly and scornfully. His eyes were so deep and dark that she didn’t know which of his words were true and which ones were false. He said flatly, “To be honest, you’re standing here, and even if you jump off the balcony, I won’t feel anything! What do you expect from me?”

Ji Nuan’s hand loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened, and in the end, she leaned against the door. She looked down at her bare feet, closed her eyes, and then force a smile, which was so sad.

She struggled to unscrew the door handle. After opening the door, she picked up the bag on the shoe cupboard by the door and, despite the fact that she was still wet, turned to walk out.

“Where are you going?” Mo Jingshen asked.