When Nimolan chased him downstairs, Ji Moxuan had already gotten into the car, and standing beside the car was the driver who was driving for Ji Moxuan.
The driver handed the key to Nimolan and said cautiously: "Young lady, the young master wants you to drive him back to the manor."
"Okay, got it." Nimolan nodded and took the key.
Along the way, Ji Moxuan didn't say a word, and didn't even look at Nimolan. He focused on the scenery outside without missing a beat.
Nimolan looked at him in the rearview mirror and stopped the car: "We're here."
"Go somewhere with me tonight." Ji Moxuan said coldly, opened the door and got out of the car.
Nimolan raised his wrist to look at his watch, called Ruan Muhong and explained the situation, then got off the car and stayed at the manor.
As soon as she entered the bedroom, she saw Ji Moxuan sitting on the sofa with his arms folded, his brows full of anger. Nimolan paused, and finally walked towards the cloakroom.
Ji Moxuan spoke at this time: "Don't you have anything to say to me?"
"What do you want me to say?"
"What do I want you to say? Oh, Nimolan, what do you think I want you to say?" Ji Moxuan was really angry this time. He didn't want to admit that he was sorry for Nimolan coming out of Li Fuyuan's office.
Worrying about it.
"I don't have anything to say. I just went to sign the contract. When my clothes got wet, I went to the bathroom..." Nemo Landon was there. The clothes got wet, why did they get wet? God, she couldn't say this kind of thing.
, and there was absolutely no way to let Ji Moxuan know that although she didn't care much at the time, once she thought about it, her face immediately burned up.
Ji Moxuan watched helplessly as Nimolan's face burned like a cloud, and a large amount of anger immediately filled his chest: "You..."
"I……"
The two of them stared at each other for a long time.
Finally, Ji Moxuan grabbed Nimolan's forearm fiercely and threw her on the bed: "Did he do this kind of thing to you?"
"without……"
However, before Nimolan finished speaking, Ji Moxuan swallowed her words into his mouth, took off her clothes, spread her legs, and penetrated her hard, just like it was their first time, without any emotion.
So gentle.
At that moment, Nimolan arched his body and almost screamed in pain, but the sound was choked in his throat and was never released. Ji Moxuan stood there for a long time.
He was also in pain, very painful. This kind of pain made him wake up. Sweat was flowing down his forehead. He wanted to pull himself out, but found that the person under him was breathing rapidly. He felt the pain that was so painful that it was so painful that he twitched.
Did she feel the same way on her wedding night? This idea suddenly entered Ji Moxuan's mind. The next moment, he held Nimolan's body and did foreplay.
Gradually she could fit it, and gradually she could bear it. Nimolan opened her eyes in confusion, sweat slid down her cheeks, and her voice came intermittently: "It hurts, it hurts...please!"
"Patience!" Ji Moxuan said, making his movements as gentle as possible. After hearing Nimolan's breathless breathing, he began to indulge.
It was already late at night when Nimolan woke up. Ji Moxuan was sitting on the bedside looking at documents. He was wearing glasses and was rare and gentle. Nimolan raised his head and thought about it. The last time he saw him so gentle was in
When he plays the role of a good boyfriend.
Ji Moxuan heard the movement and looked over: "Are you awake?"
"What time is it now? Don't you still have to go out? Why don't you wake me up?" Nimolan said as he got out of bed and got dressed.
Ji Moxuan took off his glasses, stood up, and brought a glass of water to Nimolan: "It's okay, I pushed it. Tomorrow happens to be the weekend, so you can go tomorrow."
Nimolan took the water and took a sip.
Ji Moxuan was originally going to see Tianxue, but when he saw Nimolan fainting under him, he was still worried, so he called Tianxue and told her that there was something important that needed to be dealt with, and did not go to her.
Nimolan stood up and felt sticky down there. She frowned, struggled to pull the torn clothes to cover her body, and slowly moved to the bathroom. Ji Moxuan kept looking at her with a strange expression, but still didn't say anything.
, sighed and continued to read his documents.
Nimolan was sitting in the bathtub feeling a little sad. To be honest, she didn't like being pinned down by Ji Moxuan like this and being possessed without mercy, just like venting her anger.
This feeling made her feel that she was not like a woman, but more like a prostitute.
——"The daughter of a prostitute is also a prostitute...your mother is a prostitute..."
No! Nimolan suddenly covered her ears. The sound came again, what should I do? It came again! She just covered her ears, but unexpectedly the sound still penetrated into her ears, like a thorn in her heart, it hurt.
Can't straighten up.
In the bedroom.
Ji Moxuan took off his glasses and stood still. There was a painful groan coming from the bathroom. When he was sure that it was Nimolan moaning, he threw away the things in his hands and rushed to the bathroom without caring about anything else.
But the bathroom door was locked, so he knocked hard: "Nimolan! Open the door! What's wrong with you! Open the door! Nimolan!"
But there was no response, the door was locked.
In desperation, Ji Moxuan took two steps away, then kicked the door panel, causing the bathroom door to be broken.
Nimo Lan covered his head in pain and huddled in the bathtub, moaning all the time: "No, no, I'm not, I'm not..."
"Molan? Molan? It's me...it's me..." Ji Moxuan grabbed Nimolan's hickey-covered arm with both hands and shook it vigorously.
But it doesn't work.
In the end, he had no choice but to follow her and say: "Be good, you are not, you are not..."
"Yes, I'm not, I'm not a prostitute, I'm not a prostitute, I'm not, don't say that, don't..." Finally Nimolan relaxed his hands and spoke loudly.
Ji Moxuan was shocked, his heart ached, and he pulled Nimolan into his arms. He comforted and said: "You are not a prostitute, how can you be a prostitute? You are mine.
My wife is the mistress of the Balik family, she is my woman, be good, be good Lan Lan, don’t cry..."
Dizzy, dark, and constantly receiving gentle comfort. Nimolan suddenly opened her eyes and sat up straight. She looked around like a newborn animal, her mind filled with chaos.
Ji Moxuan stood up from her side and looked at her lovely expression with a faint smile: "What are you looking at? Are you so entranced?"
Nimolan didn't answer. She couldn't react. She just turned to look at Ji Moxuan who was asking her questions. It took a long time to calm down: "Did I pass out yesterday?"
"Yes," Ji Moxuan lifted the quilt and got out of bed, wrapped himself in a nightgown and went to pour water, "and you slept until twelve o'clock."
"Twelve o'clock?" Nimolan looked at the clock in front of him and asked loudly.
I can't believe that I always sleep at a very specific time, usually I wake up naturally after seven or eight hours, but now I wake up at this time.
"Thanks to you, I can sleep until this time and still be hungry until this time," Ji Moxuan said loudly, drinking water.
Nimolan couldn't help but blush when she thought of what happened to them last night. However, she completely forgot about what happened to her in the bathroom.
After getting dressed carefully, Nimolan went downstairs to prepare meals.
The maid will not come on weekends, nor will the housekeeper, because she wants to stay at home with her grandson.
Ji Moxuan came out of the bedroom and went directly to the study. He read the documents on several major cases and signed them. Then, he started waiting for Nimolan's breakfast.
Finally, Nimolan's footsteps approached. Ji Moxuan suddenly put on his glasses and pretended to start correcting documents.
Nimolan knocked on the door and saw that Ji Moxuan was reading the documents seriously, so he walked over quietly and said in a low voice: "It's time to eat."
"Eating? What kind of food are you eating at this time?" Ji Moxuan deliberately nitpicked, covering up the secret joy that was about to overflow.
Nimolan scratched his head in embarrassment: "Let's have lunch, the breakfast time has already passed."
"Humph, you know it too!" Ji Moxuan snorted coldly, got up and went downstairs to eat.
The two of them sat face to face at the dining table and ate without a word of conversation. Nimolan seemed to have little appetite and started counting rice grains in his mouth with chopsticks before eating much. Ji Moxuan frowned: "Can you be a little blessed when you eat?"
"What?" Nimolan didn't understand what Ji Moxuan meant, so he raised his head and asked.
"I said, can you eat well and don't use chopsticks to make the rice look so ugly? It makes me uncomfortable, you know?" The purpose of Ji Moxuan's words was to enable her to eat well and eat in big mouthfuls.
, you will look happier.
Nimolan nodded and reluctantly took a mouthful of rice.
Ji Moxuan became even more uncomfortable. He picked up the water cup, rinsed his mouth, and wiped his mouth: "I've finished eating." He thought that the reason why she couldn't eat was because he made her unhappy by sitting in front of her.
Since he feels uncomfortable, he can just leave and eat her food.
As a result, as soon as Ji Moxuan left, Nimolan put down her chopsticks. She really had no appetite.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Nimolan put on his suit and went to the living room downstairs to wait for Ji Moxuan. After a while, Ji Moxuan also came downstairs: "Call the driver to come over." He ordered Nimolan.
"I'll drive, it's okay." Nimolan said.
"I said to call the driver over, don't you understand me?" Ji Moxuan frowned. He sometimes couldn't understand Nimolan's thinking. She would just do whatever she asked her to do, so why did she say so much? Strange!
But Nimolan didn't think that way. She thought Ji Moxuan wanted her to drive him to where he wanted to go, so as to further embarrass and humiliate herself. But when Ji Moxuan said he wanted to find a driver, Nimolan just
Realizing that maybe where they were going was what really mattered, he didn't even bother to torture himself.
The two of them got into the car. Ji Moxuan named a place. Nimolan thought about it carefully and realized that the place was the seaside.
At this time, Ji Moxuan said from the side: "I like a house on the beach and plan to buy it."
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