Ji Nuan took a step back suddenly, with a serious expression of "I want to keep my distance from you", and his whole body was in a hedgehog-like state, trying to retreat again.

Mo Jingshen glanced at her: "You take a step back and try again?"

“……”

Ji Nuan didn't say a word, turned around and stuck to the elevator wall, drank and drank, and when he was drunk, he was like a gas bag.

got out of the elevator and entered the room, Ji Nuan slipped directly inside, still insisting on keeping a distance from Mo Depth of Field.

Mo Jingshen raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, and then looked at her expression again, staring at her with dark eyes, slowly unbuttoning the expensive and delicate cufflinks, and said in a low voice: "You are drunk, I don't care about you, come here." ”

Ji Nuan stood by the window with guarded eyes, leaning against the curtain as if he had a sense of security.

"I'm not drunk!" she replied.

"I'll let you come. Mo Jingshen interrupted her in a deep voice.

Ji Nuan leaned against the curtain, his hand grasped the fabric of the curtain, his eyes fell on his toes, and he emphasized in a low voice: "I said that if I am not drunk, I am not drunk, Mo Jingshen, you can't rely on my usual good temper, even I want to be quiet and find a place to stay for a while, and I ......"

"You have a good temper?"

Ji Nuan: "......"

Isn't her temper good enough now?

"You're not drunk?" he sneered again.

Ji Nuan: "......"

Anyway, she's not drunk anyway!

"Okay, since you're not drunk, let's talk about tonight. Ink Field Depth Low and cold voice approached.

Ji Nuan saw him coming, and the whole person subconsciously pasted the window behind him.

"If you take a step back, the window that is not closed will open, this is the eighteenth floor, do you want to fall?" he spat out the words that were still not warm.

Ji Nuan's heart jumped, just now I felt that there seemed to be some cool breeze behind her, and when she turned around, she saw that the bay window used to decorate behind the curtain was not closed very firmly, and there was a gap, leaking wind behind her back.

She was silent for a moment, reached back and pulled the window inward, and as she closed it completely, she suddenly felt that the man's crisp smell was gradually approaching.

Ji Nuan turned his face away and didn't look at him.

Looking at her, it was obvious that she intended to continue to ignore his posture, and the perfect jawline of Mo Field Depth tightened, and in the next second, her wrist was directly restrained by him and pressed against the floor-to-ceiling bay window behind her.

Ji Nuan realized the strength of his oppression, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at him in fright, and took a step back, the whole person completely leaning against the glass behind him.

However, just when she subconsciously wanted to struggle, the man's mobile phone suddenly rang-

The melodious ringtones, one after another, don't guess and know that it must be that the dinner party is not over yet, whether the call is from An Shuyan or Mo Shao, it has nothing to do with her.

"Your phone is ringing. Ji Nuan reminded.

Mo Jingshen was still staring at her as if he hadn't heard it.

Ji Nuan was seen by him hairy, and stopped after seeing his mobile phone ring a few times, and then continued to shout after a few seconds, she simply raised her hand and touched his coat, and took out the mobile phone and saw that it displayed a string of numbers that had not been stored in the address book.

But Ji Nuan also recognized An Shuyan's number, she only saw it once that night, and she memorized this string of numbers with a woman's instinct.

She looked at him with a smile and handed the phone to him: "It's your Secretary An." ”

Mo Jingshen coldly pushed away the mobile phone she held up in front of him, and when Ji Nuan's eyes looked at him horizontally, he directly snatched the mobile phone from her hand and threw it behind him mercilessly.

"Bang!", the phone fell heavily on the slightly reflective golden tile floor, and the ringing that had been ringing stopped abruptly.

Mo Depth of Field is the kind of man who doesn't need to make an angry expression at all, just a faint and cold glance can make people fearful.

Although Ji Nuan was not afraid, his mind was blank for a moment because of the moment the phone landed.

"My Secretary An?" he sneered, "Who gave her the qualifications?"

Ji Nuan came back to his senses, and looked over his shoulder at the broken mobile phone on the ground.

Although it wasn't the one she bought with her before, it still made her can't help but take a few more looks.

"I repeat. His gaze fell on her face, and word by word fell clearly into her ears: "You are not awake enough now, and we don't need to quarrel, wait until you wake up tomorrow to talk, obedient, huh?"

His eyes were obviously cold, and he was obviously dissatisfied, but after all, he slowed down his voice because of Ji Nuan's eyes, so as not to scare her.

……

Ji Nuan had a lot of wine in that bar before, and the taste was not good, so she went to take a shower again.

Because I didn't want to face the ink depth of field for the time being, I took a long time to come out of this bath.

She wrapped the towel tightly around her body and put a bathrobe over the towel to make sure she was tight from head to toe and walked out of the bathroom.

I glanced around the room, but I didn't see the figure of Mo Jingshen.

He's back to dinner?

Ji Nuan slowly pulled up the bathrobe on his body, walked to the window, opened the window, and the thick bathrobe could barely withstand the cold night breeze outside the window.

It's late at this time, and the corridor of this hotel is quiet and no one walks back and forth anymore, and it's quiet outside the window in the dead of night, only the occasional passing car lights pass by, and the lights flash away, and the height of the eighteenth floor can almost see half of the bright lights of Haicheng.

The wine finally woke up a little more.

I am also more clearly sure that what I want now is indeed more than before.

If it was more than a month ago, when she had just woken up in the marriage room, she wouldn't have cared about the words of those people today, including An Shuyan's existence.

All she wants is the identity of Mrs. Mo, all she wants is to be able to keep everything she has lost and not repeat the mistakes of the past.

All I want is to live this life again.

But just now, she really minded, minded to the point that she was even shocked.

She may have been a little emotional tonight.

When he came out, he didn't even think about it, and got into Sheng Yihan's car directly.

In normal times, holding a knife on her neck would not necessarily go up.

Ji Nuan raised his hand and stroked his forehead, suddenly feeling a little remorseful.

It's really a person who has lived two lives in vain and has experienced almost everything, but his mental quality is still not strong enough.

She was just about to turn around, when she suddenly heard the sound of the door, and when she turned her eyes, she saw Mo Jingshen's long and tall figure entering the door, the man's coat seemed to be contaminated with some night cold, but it did not affect his handsomeness, and he was carrying two boxes of takeaways that seemed to have been packed back by him in person.