Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

By the time Mo Jingshen returned to the hotel, it was late afternoon. The hotel staff informed him that Miss Ji did not leave her room today. She contacted room service for a simple meal at noon but did not make any further requests.

 When Mo Jingshen entered, the woman on the bed was laying on her side, and her body was slightly curled up. Her breath was quiet and even, and her entire body was wrapped in the sheets. It seemed like she had been asleep the whole time.

The man knitted his graceful, deep brows. He took long steps forward and approached her bedside.

The soft light in the room illuminated the woman’s clear complexion. Her skin and lips were pale, and her long eyelashes left faint shadows on her white, thin face. Her shoulder-length hair spread across the pillow and, due to the pain in her stomach, her body was curled up even as she was asleep.

Ji Nuan had already grown used to her monthly pains and to enduring it through sleep when it became too agonizing to bear. By sleeping through the waves, she could at least reduce the discomfort she experienced.

However, it was clear that it was really painful. Even her brows were slightly knitted.

The curtains firmly blocked off all the light coming through the windows, and only the bedside lamp was illuminating the room.

Although Ji Nuan had been sleeping the whole time, the sound of his approach woke her up. She did not open her eyes.

Even though she had come for a business trip, she ended up having to rest in the hotel on the very first day. No matter if the work was important or not, she still felt that she had become a burden to her own company and felt some discomfort in her heart. Right now, she had no mood to face Mo Jingshen.

It was extremely quiet in the room and Ji Nuan did not move in the slightest. Finally, when she heard the door being closed, her slightly tensed nerves relaxed. She opened her eyes and looked toward the bedside lamp before turning toward the tightly shut curtains. She then closed her eyes and prepared to sleep more. After all, most of the pain would occur during the first two days. After enduring through it, she wouldn’t be as uncomfortable.

The unique scent belonging to the man abruptly surrounded her from behind. Ji Nuan immediately tensed. She had assumed Mo Jingshen had left, but who would have thought that he had only left to lock the door.

She laid stiffly. Aside from the faint fragrance of morning dew, the man’s body also carried the scent of the outdoors. Afterward, her pajamas were unbuttoned. Just as her goosebumps rose and she was about to resist, the man’s warm palm pressed against her cold abdomen.

Ji Nuan paused. In this instant, the sensation of his skin against hers made it impossible for her goosebumps to fade away. The man’s palm was especially warm, causing her entire body to stiffen.

She did not move. However, as the man’s warm breath landed on her neck, she tightened her grip around the sheets.

She moved her head to avoid him, but the man’s hand seemed to be glued to her abdomen. Just as she was about to turn over, she felt the bed sinking on one side. The man had decisively laid down and easily stopped her movements. He reached one arm behind her neck and brought her into his embrace. His palm remained pressed against her abdomen.

“Mo Jingshen, who let you into my room? Shouldn’t the room access card be only given to one person? I’m still sleeping, how can you come in as you please?” Ji Nuan was held in his embrace. She raised her head and met Mo Jingshen’s ink-black eyes through the faint light from the bedside lamp.

 The man did not speak and only slightly increased his strength against her abdomen. As Ji Nuan’s movements to push him away became harsh, he said sternly, “Be more obedient. Isn’t your stomach hurting? You still have the strength to struggle?”

 “Aren’t there hundreds of methods to relieve the pain in my stomach? If you’re sincere in easing my discomfort, you could have bought me a heat pack or a hot water bottle, yet you used your hands. Don’t think I don’t know what you have in mind. I came with you to this business trip, but that doesn’t mean I…”

 Before she could finish her words, her face was held. She faltered in surprise and was firmly kissed.

The man intertwined their tongues without offering her any explanations. He decisively kissed her deeply and heavily, and within moments, Ji Nuan felt as though her head was exploding.

He was kissing her just because he couldn’t win her with words? What illness did this man have?

 Ji Nuan couldn’t push him away and was almost fully pressed under his embrace. After several attempts, she lost all her strength. The pain in her abdomen caused her to hate the weakness she experienced every month. She refused to shut her eyes, glaring at him with heat in her gaze.

As they kissed, the man’s dry palm gradually shifted away from her abdomen. It pressed tightly against her skin, holding her waist without any obstruction. His body covered hers, and the kiss deepened.

Since Ji Nuan was still glaring at him, the man covered her eyes with his hand. Ji Nuan was forced to shut her eyes and the moment she did so, she could no longer control her own emotions. Finally, as the man sensed her resistance weakening, he patiently and gently kissed her lips and did not continue.

 Ji Nuan opened her eyes as her lips were finally released. The daze from the kiss immediately cleared from her gaze. She reached out to haul the man’s hand away from her abdomen. “Mo Jingshen!”

“En?” Under the faint light in the room, the man’s voice sounded especially dark, husky, and charming. It was seductive and lazy, causing one’s heart to skip a beat. “Your stomach is hurting so badly. Why didn’t you request the hotel to bring you some brown sugar water?”

Ji Nuan shifted her face away to avoid his warm breath. “There’s no point in drinking it. It’ll only relieve the pain for at most thirty minutes. There’s no point in troubling the hotel staff.”

The man lowly spoke, “And so, you’ve been enduring it like this?”

 She answered mildly, “I’m used to it.”

 Before their divorce, Mo Jingshen and Auntie Chen would make sure that she had a cup of warm milk or brown sugar water every night. At the time, her monthly pains truly eased. However, in the three years after the divorce, she was only able to exercise regularly. She could barely care about the other small details. Amidst her busy schedule, it was impossible to boil things like brown sugar water or ginger tea every night.

It’s been three years. She had already grown used to it. How could she possibly be as delicate as she used to be by Mo Jingshen’s side? She had also lost all desire to be delicate.

He lowly and huskily said, “What are you used to? Wriggling on the bed like a shrimp, were you intentionally trying to cause my heart to ache?”