Chapter 590: You Bastard! Don't Take Off My Clothes......
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It's so cool.
It's so comfortable.
In the past few years, because of the cold, she has been very careful not to touch anything cold and drink anything cold, and she doesn't even dare to drink a sip of ice water in the hottest time in summer.
Suddenly, standing on the cold ground full of water stains, and there was a cool rain falling on the head, extinguishing the unwarranted heat on the body, it was really comfortable.
Ji Nuan stood a little numb on the balcony, facing the rain and the wind, closing his eyes, letting the body that had just taken a bath be baptized by the heavy rain again, letting the shoulder-length hair scatter on the front and back of his shoulders, breathing in the damp and cold smell of the rain.
In the handbag in the room, the ringtone of the mobile phone came out, Ji Nuan ignored it as if he hadn't heard it, just looked at the torrential rain with his eyes slightly open, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The rain was so heavy that she didn't even hear the sound of Mo Jingshen opening the door when he returned.
When she finally heard the voice, it was already a man who pushed open the half-closed floor-to-ceiling window behind her, and there was a loud noise.
Ji Nuan's shoulders, which were frightened by this voice, couldn't help shrinking, and he turned his eyes, and his somewhat blurred eyes washed by the rain looked at the man with a clear and ugly face.
"What are you doing?" the man's voice seemed to be colder than the autumn rain.
made Ji Nuan, who still felt very comfortable in the rain, tremble in his heart for no reason.
She looked at him a little foggy, and her pale lips washed by the rain moved: "Look at the rain......"
Ji Nuan's current appearance, saying that he is still awake is indeed sober, saying that he has drunk too much, his hair is all wet, and the bathrobe that has been wet is even more cold and very heavy, and the towel that was used to wipe his hair just now is on his shoulders to bear the baptism of autumn rain, and his face is full of rain.
But this indescribable frustration made her seem to have shed the mask of cold and arrogant in the past three years, the so-called shell of unlove, and stood here blank and flesh and blood.
Ji Nuan tilted his head slightly, and the afterglow in his eyes saw that the man was holding something he had just bought from the pharmacy in his hand, who would have thought that dignified Mo Jingshen would one day go out to run errands to buy medicine in the rain late at night, obviously he was also wet, but it always seemed that she was the more embarrassed one.
She couldn't help but laugh again.
But he laughed until the man's face became more and more ugly.
With a sudden tightening of his wrist, Ji Nuan was dragged directly into the window from the balcony by the man before he could make a sound, and then the floor-to-ceiling window was closed heavily, so that the floor-to-ceiling curtains were blown up by the wind that was cut because of the strength of the window, and finally floated back again.
"I just took a shower and ran out to get drenched in the rain, don't you feel how cold and biting the autumn rain is in Beijing? With your way of tossing yourself, I think you will not be allowed to get on the plane tomorrow afternoon because of a high fever. The man grabbed her wrist, dragged Ji Nuan staggered, and suddenly almost crashed into his arms, she barely stood firm, but she still shook because of her soft legs and dizziness, and the man's hand was imprisoned on her waist at the right time, so that she could not fall down immediately.
Ji Nuan only felt that her whole body was in turmoil because of her shaking, and because of the strength of the hand that suddenly held her waist, and the feeling of the world spinning came again, she suddenly squinted her eyes and frowned, but she didn't explain a word, pursed her lips and pushed him.
If it weren't for Ji Nuan's face looking too white at this time, Mo Jingshen would definitely say heavier words, but seeing that the little woman was drunk and couldn't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest and insisted on holding on as if she was fine, the man took her to the sofa with a calm face, threw the sobering medicine in his hand aside, and reached out to untie the rain-soaked bathrobe on her body.
Ji Nuan suddenly raised her hand very sensitively to cover the collar of her bathrobe, and struggled: "I will wash it myself when I want to wash it! Isn't the sobering medicine already bought? I'll drink it myself! You go!"
The man's hand stopped at her neckline for a moment, Ji Nuan didn't look at the man's eyes, turned away and was about to walk away, but he stumbled under his feet and was still pulled back by the man's long arm.
Ji Nuan was a little impatient because of the wetness on her body and the heavy bathrobe, she raised her hand angrily and pushed and hit him with all her might, but now even if she uses all her strength, she estimates that this man is not heavy, and she raised her not very clear eyes and stared at the man's deep eyes as deep as a sea of ink: "You ......"
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