Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Ever since she became pregnant, Mo Jingshen changed from physically teasing her to verbally teasing her; Ji Nuan was already used to this.

He was really only allowed to lay down. Whenever he moved his arm a little, he would find himself on the receiving end of Ji Nuan’s glare.

After a difficult period, he was finally able to walk. He was also finally able to hold her. The man gradually tightened his arm around her waist, as though he had no plan of releasing her from his embrace.

They were both dressed in hospital attire. As Ji Nuan was too skinny, the clothes appeared especially loose. The man only needed to tug on it gently to release two of her buttons. Being held in his arms like this made it even more convenient for him.

Ji Nuan tilted her head: “I’m not past the first two months of my pregnancy.”

His voice was muffled: “En, I know.”

“When I went for a checkup a few days ago, the doctor said that because it’s still too early, it’s difficult to see a clear image. I’ll go for another checkup again in a few days if I have the time. I never knew that prenatal examination is so complicated…”

The man sprinkled kisses down to her collarbone before shifting back to her neck. Finally, he focused on her lips, pressing her against the wall by the windows. Although he held her tightly in his embrace, he carefully avoided her belly. He forced her lips apart and intruded in with his tongue.

They continued kissing for a long time, but Ji Nuan did not make any attempts to struggle. After all, Mo Jingshen knew his limits much better than her.

Naturally, the more they kissed, the more passionate they became. As they were about to lose control, the man leaned against her neck to catch his breath; the two of them were pressed against the wall. His dark, hoarse voice whispered right next to her ear: “There’s still a month to go. It’s difficult to bear.”

Ji Nuan wanted to laugh. She tolerated the urge for as long as she could manage, but she still ended up giggling.

She raised her arms and held the man who seldom revealed such a childish side to him; she had already decided that his actions earlier could only be perceived as a child whining for something he could not have. She held his neck with a happy smile. “Grandfather wants us to have an entire football team of children, doesn’t he? No matter if we have them early or late, you’ll still have to tolerate it. After the first child, at some point, we have to have another. The more you tolerate it, the more you’ll grow to become used to it.”

The man abruptly pinched her chin and gave her another kiss. He then kissed across her cheek toward her ear to coax her: “One child alone is sufficient. Do you think that I haven’t noticed you sneaking back to your room every morning to puke? One child alone has been so difficult. How could I possibly bear to let you suffer through this again?”

Ji Nuan found that on the surface, Mo Jingshen’s appearance really embodied the meaning of ‘a clear heart with few desires’ well.

It was only after long periods of interaction that she discovered that this man could drown others with his kisses. If she wasn’t pregnant, now that he was finally able to move, she suspected that he would have thrown her cleanly onto the bed in the midst of kissing her.

—-

When she went back for another prenatal examination, the results were not particularly different from before.

Her condition was still rather good, but her pregnancy was less stable than in typical cases. This was related to Ji Nuan’s weak disposition to cold. Furthermore, she was also affected by the events of the past twenty days and the difficulties she faced with sleeping. She was sleeping better in Mo Jingshen’s room, but, at the same time, she was constantly worried about complications with his wounds. Her mood was constantly low, and she would even have occasional nightmares of Dali pointing a gun at her.

The various issues caused the little thing in her tummy to be slightly unstable. It was also slightly smaller than usual. The doctor nagged at Ji Nuan to eat more nutritious food, rest more, to compose her heat, and worry less.

Thus, in the last few days of Mo Jingshen’s hospitalization, under the doctor’s orders, Ji Nuan was no longer allowed to sleep in his hospital room. She could only lay obediently in her own room. Now, it was Mo Jingshen who could move about as he pleased, while she could only stay in bed to watch the man whenever he visited; he constantly appeared to be holding in laughter.

This was truly… a reversal of fortune!

—-

There were many Chinese people in Los Angeles. As the Chinese New Year approached, the festive atmosphere could be felt in various large malls and streets.

The day before New Year’s Eve, Mo Jingshen was finally discharged.

When he stepped out of the hospital, Shine Group’s car was already waiting outside.

This also meant that from the beginning, Mo Shaoze did not plan on giving them any freedom of choice. Since they had returned to Los Angeles, they naturally had to abide by his plans.

A middle-aged chauffeur stepped out of the car and respectfully nodded to Mo Jingshen: “President Mo, it’s been a long time. Is your health better? Director Mo asked us to send you home!”

The driver was a Chinese man. He was around the age of forty, and his name was George. He was a butler and chauffeur who had worked for many years in Los Angeles for the Mo family and was very familiar with Mo Jingshen.

Mo Jingshen glanced at him indifferently: “Did I say I would be going back today?”

George was startled for a moment before he quickly explained, “But the New Year’s celebration will begin tomorrow. Director Mo knows that you’ll be discharged today and especially sent us to receive you…”

Nan Heng was not around today. Feng Ling and K were preparing to send them back to Mo Jingshen’s accommodation. When they saw that the Mo family had sent people to pick them up, they did not say anything and prepared to move Ji Nuan and Mo Jingshen’s things onto the car.

However, Mo Jingshen said, “Put those down.”

Feng Ling and K were startled for a moment. They brought the things they were about to shift onto the car back, and turned toward Mo Jingshen, waiting for his instructions.

“Place them on our own cars.” Mo Jingshen was expressionless. He gave George another glance. “If we have enough time, I’ll drop by tomorrow. You can leave now.”

George had been at the Mo family for many years. He naturally knew that Mo Jingshen was distant from the Mo family. He did not say more, and after giving him a nod, he returned to his car. After a moment, when he saw that Mo Jingshen truly had no intention of taking his car, he could only drive back to Shine Group.

There were two more cars parked by the hospital entrance.

Mo Jingshen drove personally. Around four in the afternoon, a black Bentley drove down the bustling streets of Los Angeles. Behind it, Feng Ling’s car followed along.

At around six, they arrived at the XI base. As winter days were shorter, the sky had already turned dark.

Ji Nuan did not expect that she would be able to visit the XI base right after being discharged. When Mo Jingshen arrived, Nan Heng was discussing something with the people inside. As he stepped out, his expression did not appear as casual as he usually was. He gave Ji Nuan and Feng Ling a stern glance before leaving with Mo Jingshen for a private discussion. This place could be considered one of XI base’s private places. Ji Nuan acted appropriately and did not enter. Instead, she allowed Feng Ling and K to bring her around the place for a look.

When they passed by the shooting range and training area, Ji Nuan saw that several young men were training despite the cold weather. She turned to look at Feng Ling, who was dressed in black as usual. “In the past, did you do this as well?”

Feng Ling looked on from the side and nodded.