Chapter 567: The Surnamed Mo... Wang 8 Eggs...

Mo Jingshen just looked at her without speaking, but his eyes were deep.

Ji Nuan looked at him blankly staring at him, and simply avoided his eyes "sex": "I've been tossing for a day, I'm tired, the car will take a long time to get to the hotel, right? Then I'm in the car. Get some sleep."

As he said that, he closed his eyes.

Mo Jingshen's face darkened slightly.

But seeing Ji Nuan leaning directly to the car door, curled up again as if she really planned to sleep like this for a while, she sighed and smiled almost imperceptibly.

This woman really thinks about one thing now, and she can do whatever she wants in front of him.

Sure enough, relying on his own wings hard.

...

The car stopped in front of Shengtang Hotel. After Xiao Hu stopped the car, he took time to look back through the rearview mirror: "President Mo..."

Just as the two words were uttered, the man made a cold look, gesturing him to shut up.

Xiao Hu immediately swallowed his saliva. Although he was no longer surprised, he still looked a little shocked at the scene behind him.

Is it because the aloof and unfamiliar President Mo he had heard before turned to sex, or was the news he heard all untrue hearsay?

He actually saw President Ji sleeping on President Mo's body? And President Mo still hugged her with a good temper?

President Mo and President Ji are really... Not only is there a situation, but this situation is not normal...

Xiao Hu abruptly looked away and didn't dare to look again. He had noticed before that Ji Nuan seemed to fall asleep leaning against the car door, but how did he turn to lean on President Mo after falling asleep? didn't pay much attention.

Whatever, he just got out of the car quickly at times like this.

Xiao Hu got out of the car, but did not take the car keys away, leaving only the space in the car for them.

Mo Jingshen looked at the quiet sleeping face in his arms, the sharply articulated fingers brushed across her face, she fell asleep herself, and suddenly fell to his side when the car was turning, fortunately He almost threw it directly on his thigh, he just picked it up, holding the back of her head in the palm of his hand,

After that, the woman arched directly into his arms as if she slept very comfortably.

The woman in a long gauze dress was now bowing her body on the seat behind, and with the strength of his hands behind her head, she just continued to sleep in his arms, and she was still the same. As the old man, no matter how defensive he was when he fell asleep, as long as he was in his arms, he would definitely be able to continue to fall asleep without any intention of being woken up.

It was extremely quiet inside the car, and the time had already pointed to half past eleven at night.

In this prosperous area of ​​Beijing, the number of vehicles passing by at night did not decrease, and from time to time there were lights in front of the vehicles passing quickly outside.

Mo Jingshen was not in a hurry to wake Ji Nuan, and even felt that staying together so peacefully, she would neither resist nor stare at him because of his intimacy. The quiet and obedient appearance made people especially nostalgic. She stroked her hand gently. Although sleeping in the car was not comfortable, if she planned to sleep in his arms all night, let her sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Jingshen was in the quiet car, watching the busy traffic outside the car, his fingers running through her hair again, and suddenly he heard what she was talking about.

"Mo Jingshen..."

The man frowned: "Huh?"

At first, Ji Nuan thought that it was impossible for him to fall asleep in the car, but he didn't expect that not only fell asleep, but later seemed to sleep very comfortably, and even had a dream.

In her dream, she saw Mo Jingshen sitting in the Shine Group's office. As she had seen him every time, he was serious and serious at work, and he was full of the aura of being a superior. His handling was sufficiently resolute, and when he cast a glance in the direction in front of the door, he was even more handsome than anyone else in the world. On this man's face, there was silence and indifference, as well as his unique beauty Jiyue.

She was about to go in and say hello to him when she saw another person behind him.

Rong Yan!

He looked at Ji Nuan in front of the door with a flat look, then turned around to take the coffee that Rong Yan helped him just brew, and "touched" his hand on Rong Yan's hand. Standing beside him with a blushing face and smiling, Rong Yan still had some documents in her hand. She leaned over to lie on his desk and chat with him about the documents. The scenery in the neckline of the clothes was "exposed", Mo Jingshen seemed to be moved, he stretched out his hand and wrapped Rong Yan into his arms, put it on his lap and sat down, and then the two began to sit in the office. Hugs and hugs, and finally seems to kiss.

Ji Nuan was stunned, and rushed in to pull Rong Yan away from his arms. As a result, the two not only hugged tightly, she even reached out to touch them, but found that her hand was on them. It's empty, you can't "touch" anything.

The two were still kissing recklessly in front of her. Rong Yan took off her shoes while enduring Mo Jingshen's kiss. She was wearing the kind of stockings that she often wears in the office. They twisted and turned in their arms, the two of them kissed hotly and there was no one else around, as if they wanted to treat the office as a hotel room where they could go to bed at will, seeing Mo Jingshen's hand holding Rong Yan's face, their lips were like glue and lacquer. inseparable.

Ji Nuan felt that she was going to explode with anger, and she couldn't push the two people away no matter how much she stretched out her hand.

That's right, when Rong Yan was with Mo Jingshen, she wasn't in Haicheng at all, she was still in London, how could she be able to stop all this...

But Mo Jingshen, a shameless man, was still supporting her just now and helped her buy paintings, but in a blink of an eye, he was hugging and hugging Rong Yan, he was just a scum! Total scum!

"The surnamed Mo... son of a bitch..."

Mo Jingshen: "..."

Ji Nuan fell asleep, and suddenly frowned, as if he was suffering from some huge anger, his hands were still on his body twice, as if he was not relieved, and his feet were also kicked on the door. All at once.

Mo Jingshen held down her little hand, which was made into a fist in her sleep, and leaned close to her mouth to hear her ravings in her dream clearly, but what she heard was that she was calling his name again, and then began to scold him again.

The man's Qingjun's face froze, and he narrowed his eyes coldly to look at the woman who was asleep and still didn't forget to scold him.

In the dream, Ji Nuan suddenly felt that the surrounding air was not very good, as if there was some kind of pressure, and because he wanted to wave his hand but it seemed to be held, he opened his eyes subconsciously, and bumped into it unexpectedly. In those deep and dark eyes, it was as deep and thick as ink, like an attractive vortex, attracting people into the silent deep sea, with nowhere to escape.

The man stared at her coldly: "What did you just say? Huh?" The warm air is not as affectionate as yours