Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

“After several days of overcast and rainy weather, the sky is now completely dark with nothing in it. What stars do you see?”

“Really? But I saw a lot of stars…”

With that, the woman on the balcony started swinging her legs back and forth again.

The corner of Mo Jingshen’s eyebrow twitched. For a moment, he wondered if this woman had drunk all the bottles of wine that fell moments ago.

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The door of the apartment was suddenly opened, and the wind pouring in from the door, and the open French window instantly blew the curtains around. The wind also blew the women’s skirts and hair on the balcony.

Mo Jingshen glanced at the small amount of blood on the floor, and the broken bottles, which were completely empty, went straight in and saw Ji Nuan sitting on the balcony. “Ji Nuan, come down!”

Ji Nuan looked back at him and gave him a drunken grin. “Why are you back? Didn’t you leave?”

Seeing her look back, Mo Jingshen frowned. “I told you to come down. I didn’t let you move.”

“I… I’m fine here. I’m safe.” Ji Nuan looked down at where she was sitting and then muttered, “Those wines of yours are really nasty. I didn’t know those wines in your wine cabinet tasted so bad, but I thought they must be very expensive, so I drank all of them to avoid wasting them… And… guess what? I saw… stars after drinking them…”

With that, she lowered her head and then triumphantly crossed her legs on the balcony. The coldness in his eyes shot up when he saw her crossing her legs in such a dangerous place. “Don’t move!”

Ji Nuan cast him a confused glance. “What? You want to see the stars too?”

And she suddenly moved her ass aside. “Look, I’ve made room for you. Come here…”

Without a word, Mo Jingshen dropped the medicine in his hand and strode over to grab the arm of the woman who almost fell from the balcony. She was startled by his gesture and was about to pull back her hand when suddenly a heavyweight fell on her shoulder, and she was taken down from the edge of the balcony.

The moment her feet landed, she almost lost her footing and staggered in his arms. She instinctively raised her hand to grasp his shirt and climbed up, then she leaned against his arms and said with a drunken look. “Mo Jingshen, Why are you back? No, I should ask… Is it you who came back…”

Without speaking, the man pulled her from the balcony into the window and slammed it shut. When he was about to push her away, she suddenly put her arms around his neck. He could feel a strong smell of liquor on his face, and she said softly in his ear, “Is that you who came back? Mo Jingshen… you didn’t really wake up until now, did you… you have come back, haven’t you?”

Mo Jingshen pushed her onto the sofa and said indifferently as she was about to rise and lunge at him again, “Just sit there!”

Ji Nuan paused. Under his stare, she sat down on the sofa obediently.

The man gave her a cold look, picked up the broom she had left on the floor, and swept the pieces of glass. Then he saw the traces of blood on the ground. He walked over and saw that there were still tiny pieces of glass on the sole of her feet, and dust and blood also clung to her feet.

Ji Nuan saw the man come over, and before she said anything, she was suddenly picked up like a chicken and carried straight into the bathroom.

“Mo Jingshen, what are you doing…” She looked at him blankly.

After they entered the bathroom, Mo Jingshen asked her to sit on the toilet seat so he could wash her feet, but she refused to sit still and kept moving her hands and feet. Seeing her completely drunk, he suddenly grabbed the showerhead, turned the water up to its maximum, and flushed her head and body.

“Ah—”

Ji Nuan cowered on the toilet and shivered all over. The cold water rinsed her whole body. Because of the shock and coldness, the fog in her mind started to clear up. She lifted her eyes, wiped out the water from her face, and struggled to get up, but was still firmly pressed on the toilet seat by the man, who washed her from head to foot with cold water.

“What are you doing…” Ji Nuan could not speak, because as soon as she spoke, water would come into her mouth. Afraid of choking on the water, she could only try to move her head to avoid it.

Finally, the water stopped.

Then she heard the man’s voice that was even colder than the cold water. “Are you awake?”

Ji Nuan froze. She did wake up.

She turned to the man, whose black shirt and trousers had been splashed with the water, but obviously, he wasn’t as messy as her. He stared at her coldly. “You just did everything you could to make me stay, didn’t you?”

Ji Nuan was stunned for a long time before she remembered the scene where she had climbed onto the balcony to look at the stars.

There weren’t actually any stars. She drank a mixture of these wines, and after that, she saw stars. The soles of her feet hurt a little. She went to the window and opened it to see if Mo Jingshen had gone. As a result, she climbed up unconsciously and then sat there looking up into the sky.

She moved her lip, which had turned pale because of the cold water and looked at his cold eyes. It had been quite a while before she said hoarsely, “Why did you come back…”

“If you jump down from the 18th floor and kill yourself, you will affect all the surrounding companies. Apart from the fact that you will destroy this feng shui treasure land of Hai City with your own life. I’ll also change from a divorced man to a widower which is damn ominous.”

His voice pierced her alcohol-sapped nerves and made her shudder.

He stared at her with his deep and dark eyes, and his tone was light as if he were stating an unimportant matter lightly. “It’s stupid to fall from the 18th floor to your death because you’re drunk.”

“Don’t do things that will trouble others. Live well and don’t burden anyone.” Mo Jingshen pulled down a towel, threw it to her head, and turned to walk out without looking back.

Ji Nuan tugged down the towel over her head and looked at the man’s indifferent and determined figure. “Mo Jingshen, am I your burden?”

His tall figure paused for a moment, but he made no reply. His figure looked so cold that he seemed to have really pulled his feet out of her world and would never enter again.

Ji Nuan’s eyelids were drawn down, her eyes half-closed, and she stood up slowly with some difficulty. Her long hair was wrapped around her shoulders like seaweed, and her white dress was drenched, sticking to her body and becoming translucent. She was like a sexy and pure water demon.

She staggered out of the bathroom and walked to the door. Just before he left, she reached out and slammed the door in front of him.