Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Today, Ji Nuan’s figure was even more seductive than it had been three years ago. Her body was also much stronger due to her habit of working out.

Hearing her words, the man let go of her nightgown and shifted his attention toward her back. He touched the buckle of her bra, and the sensation caused her body to tighten immediately.

In fact, he had yet to do anything deeply intimate. However, Ji Nuan greatly despised her own sensitivity. She had always resisted and disliked a stranger’s touch, yet when it came to Mo Jingshen’s embrace and his touch, every action of his was provoking. It destroyed all of her resistance. She despised herself even more for that.

As the man easily unfastened the buckle, Ji Nuan trembled slightly. She swerved her head up and heard the man’s soft chuckle against her ear.

A kiss landed on her neck and gradually shifted down…

Finally, the man’s kiss touched her through the thin nightgown. Ji Nuan’s body abruptly tightened like a bowstring that had been pulled taut. She raised her head and bit her lower lip with force to resist the indescribable and frighteningly close climax.

The woman’s action revealed her neck and she appeared all the more seductive. Her shoulder-length hair spread across the sheets. As the man continued his actions, Ji Nuan could no longer endure it. She buried her head in his shoulders, whimpering softly, “Mo Jingshen… don’t…”

She could barely hold on any longer. For three years, her body had been missing a man’s touch and, right now, his unrelenting advances had left her unbelievably sensitive. It was as though the memories of their passionate nights from years ago were being stirred up.

Her body had already softened and her hands no longer had the strength to push him.

“Don’t what?” The man’s hand paused mischievously on her body and slowly moved downward…

She had replaced the item needed for her period right after her shower. He pressed with some force against it, causing an abrupt, melting sensation to run through her body. Ji Nuan felt her breath almost stopping.

And during this sensation that lasted for less than half a minute, he continued kissing her.

At this moment when nothing could be done, through the white, soft cotton item, she had actually been tortured to this state.

She was angry. She was in rage because the man understood her body too well, because she could not resist his teasing, and even more so because of her failure to prove him wrong.

Under his kisses and provocation, she felt that she was no different from the woman she was three years ago, who would melt under him anytime.

As Ji Nuan grew muddleheaded from the kiss, she suddenly felt a cold sensation against her palm. She instantly went overdrive. It was the man’s belt. She lowered her head to see the glaring reflection of the man’s belt buckle under the dark room. She trembled a little from the coldness.

Her one hand was forcefully brought to unfastened his buckle, while the other gripped his shirt tightly.

She gritted her teeth slightly. The feeling that something was absent and the discomfort from being close to her climax was almost drowning her, yet there was nothing she could do.

On the other hand, the man watched her with a heavy gaze. He determinedly pressed her hand against his belt, using her grip to unfasten it.

Ji Nuan watched him. Under the dim lights, she clearly saw the man’s handsome complexion. Even in such a clearly sexual circumstance, he still appeared unreasonably composed. His ink-black, burning gaze was fixed on her.

Only his rough breaths and the sweat on his forehead indicated that he wasn’t as calm as he appeared to be.

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Ji Nuan felt that she was about to go mad!

Her face was about to explode in red!

Damn it!

Her hands were sore!

She was going mad! Going mad!

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Finally, as the man almost broke her wrist with the force of his grip around her hand, and his body became as stiff as a rock, he buried his head in her neck and released a long, rough breath with satisfaction. Ji Nuan shifted her scarlet red face away.

The man’s breath was right against her neck. Over and over again, it was burning and warm. Even after a long moment, he did not move away. He maintained the same posture to hold her and pressed a gentle kiss against her ear. “You’ve worked hard.”

Ji Nuan: “…”

She really wanted to say the word ‘scram’, but felt that if she provoked this man any further, her hand might be cripple tonight.

Ji Nuan’s body was stiff and she did not speak. She allowed the man to press on her as he pleased. Finally, as his breath gradually stabilized, he spoke with a low, heavy and husky voice against her ear, asking meaningfully, “Is it hard to bear?”

Ji Nuan rolled her eyes toward the ceiling.

He actually asked her if it was hard to bear?

You don’t say!

It wasn’t as if she didn’t have any physical needs. Was he the only one who suffered like a monk for the past three years? She clearly lived like a nun too, all right? It was fine when he kissed or hugged her. Women weren’t as sensitive when it came to these things. But after being teased for half a day, and earlier when he…

How could she possibly not feel anything?

This feeling of wanting to do it, yet not being able to, after deeply satisfying him, she was uncomfortable to the point of wanting to explode, all right?

Ji Nuan felt her blood pressure rising with her anger. She clearly remembered that Mo Jingshen would at least perform like a gentleman on the surface. It was fine that they did everything when they were still married. But once, when he fell for Mo Shaoze’s schemes and was locked in Wan Li Xing Chen Hotel, she had suggested this because she had been worried for him. At the time, he had been considerate of her feelings and did not allow her to do anything.

Yet, today…

Ji Nuan’s eyes were turning red from anger. It was no longer clear who was being tortured.

Right now, clearly he was the one most satisfied, while she didn’t even know if she would be able to sleep tonight. The key point was that she couldn’t even take a cold shower right now.

He was really asking for her death!

Mo Jingshen pressed another kiss on her cheek, warmly asking, “You want it too? En?”

Ji Nuan continued rolling her eyes toward the ceiling. “No!”

She then heard the man’s chuckle rumble through his chest. It was low, husky, and seductive. As their bodies were pressed tightly together, the movements of his laughter almost affected her emotions.

He kissed the corner of her lips, speaking as though to coax her, “There are at most two to three days left. You’ll be able to start eating again soon. When that happens, I’ll wash myself clean and lay on the bed for you to have as you please.”

As he spoke, he leaned his handsome face close again and gave her another harsh, deep kiss. Finally, when the curses Ji Nuan was about to spit out were blocked, and she forgot everything she wished to say, and was only able to glare at him with a red face, he kissed her cheek twice with a satisfied smile.

Ji Nuan was angered to the point where her nerves were about to snap.

Who wanted him to wash himself clean and lay on the bed?

Fuck, after she endured through this night, even if the man stripped and laid on the bed, what she actually wished to do was to tie him down firmly and find several women to strip and dance around him.

She needed to give him a taste of the pain of unfulfilled desire!

He wanted her to take the initiative to bed him?

Don’t even dream about it!