MTL - Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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Early in the morning being so happy to be served by Mo BOSS, Ji Nuan wore his shirt and walked around the room. After all, he couldn't help asking: "This is your place?"

"Ok."

The simple and concise word also confirmed Ji Nuan's idea.

Mo Jingshen rarely returns to the old house of the Mo family, so it really is where he used to live.

Ji Nuan wore a shirt with a depth of field of ink. The underside of the shirt was completely vacuum and not invisible.

She went back to the bedroom and glanced at the clothes on the ground.

The skirt she wore yesterday had been torn, and it was too easy to remind her of the indulgence of last night. The inner clothes and bottoms and trousers were not washed, and they were left on the ground all night in a mess, and definitely could not be worn again.

"Don't you have anything I can wear here?" She went out again and saw Mo Jingshen wiping her hand out of the kitchen.

A boss who can cook and wash dishes is rare.

"You want to see women's clothes in me?" He asked back.

"..."

"I haven't been back here for a long time. In the morning, the ingredients were called to the supermarket downstairs to deliver them, and the clothes in the cabinet were only a few shirts and trousers." He said lightly.

"But I can't always be here, dressed like this, only in front of you ... I can't wear it out."

Mo Jingshen's eyes suddenly sank: "You really can only wear it like this in front of me, dare to wear it for others to see, you try?"

Ji Nuan's face froze. "What am I wearing today? Would it be too much trouble for me to call Chen Ye to deliver the clothes?"

"Wait."

Mo Jingshen said, picking up the phone.

Ji Nuan turned around in the whole house while he called.

Although it is not as big as the villa in the Royal Garden, and it is not a duplex apartment, it is just a single floor with a total area of ​​about 150 square meters. Little, she opened the closet, and it turned out that they were all men's shirts and trousers.

Even the indoor slippers in the shoe cabinet at the door are new and unopened, purely men's.

It can be seen that this place is indeed no one other than himself, and women are even more impossible.

Even if you know that Mo Jingshen is clean and good, but after looking around like this, it still meets Ji Nuan's careful thinking of being a woman.

Although the previous clothes ca n’t be worn today, they ca n’t be thrown like this anymore. Ji Nuan is n’t the Miss Jiao who was so extravagant and wasteful. Cheap.

She picked up the poor inner lining on the floor. The clothes returned to the bathroom, and the sound of water flowing from the bathroom was heard.

Mo Jingshen dialed a phone number, and after answering it, he said, "Prepare a set of clothes that can be worn by Ji Nuan. The address is Oran International, 1801."

"... Will you actually go back there? Did you bring Ji Nun to live in?"

"If you don't know the size, go to the Royal Garden to take it with you."

The man on the other side of the phone: "Are you sure it is Oran International? But you ..."

"Delivered within half an hour and hung up."

There was a hung-up noise directly from the phone, leaving only a cold beep.

"..."

Mo Jingshen threw the mobile phone on the coffee table, heard the sound of water flowing in the bathroom, walked in, and saw Miss Ji, who once had no fingers touching the spring water, scrubbing the white underclothes and the same bottoms. The bed was made clean and flat, and there was nothing extra on the ground.

Not only has his temperament changed, but even his lifestyle has changed a lot.

Ji Nuan was washing carefully in the bathroom, occasionally rubbing her hands with water behind her ears, plucking her hair back, exposing her white neck, and wearing a wide shirt on her body. The sense of sexuality also revealed to him Unsuspecting intimacy.

Mo Jingshen stood there and looked for a long time.

After half an hour, the doorbell rang.

Mo Jingshen turned to open the door. Chen Ye was already taken over. After entering the door, he didn't ask much. He took the clothes found for Ji Nuan directly into the door and said, "Mrs., your clothes are here from yours. I found it in the closet, and I do n’t know if it ’s the right size, but I think you always wear it. ”

Chen Ye went in to find Ji Nuan, and another tall and slender man in front of the door stuck his trousers in one hand, and saw that Mo Jingshen seemed to regard this place as his marriage room with Ji Nuan completely.

The man narrowed his eyes, didn't go in, and lit a cigarette: "I heard Qin Shiting talk about it a few days ago, and I thought I heard it wrong. Are you ... come to Ji Nuan?"

Mo Jingshen's tone was very light: "Who gives your courage to smoke in my place?"

"... You. Mom quit smoking for several years, and I didn't quit!" The man almost took a sip of cigarettes, his face was cold and expressionless, and he saw the ambiguous traces of the neckline of Mo Jingshen's shirt again. , The lips immediately evoked sex. Sensation of cold wildness: "I thought you had been abstinent in recent years and could not interest any woman."

"She is not any woman."

"... what kind of skill can get your eyes warm this season?"

"She's fine, and she does."

"..."

"Mr. Mo, I have already delivered my wife's clothes. Is there anything else I can tell you?" Chen Yan quickly came out of it.

The man outside the door raised an eyebrow and glanced in. He did not see Ji Nuan coming out of the bedroom.

"Go back." Mo Jingshen was cold.

"Okay, Mr. Mo."

Mo Jing closed the door sharply and isolated the two directly outside the door.

Ji Nuan changed her clothes in the room. Chen Min was very careful and sent the right size. Whether it was inner clothes or outer clothes, it was also some of the simpler and more elegant styles she recently liked.

She sorted out her clothes and smoothed her hair again, with slightly wavy long hair spreading behind her. She used her skin to make up and rarely put on makeup. Now she does n’t even take a lotion on the toner. Go out.

Mo Jingshen was standing there, facing the direction of the floor-to-ceiling window. He was long and straight, his temperament was cold, and his shirt and trousers were not wrinkled. A world of independent elegance.

"I changed it." She walked over.

The man looked at her and said, "Did you bring your phone back?"

"No, just after receiving your call yesterday, she was snatched by Zhou Yanyan and fell to the ground. It should not be used anymore."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Jingshen turned directly and picked up the electronic car key on the coffee table.

"Go and wear a coat."

"Ah? Where are you going?"

After seeing Ji Nuan waking up today, she has been in a variety of expressions. Mo Jingshen's mouth curved a slight arc, and smiled: "Isn't the mobile phone useless? Accompany you to buy a new one."