(1) Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 18: Mr. Mo Is Taking Care of Madam

Ji Nuan suddenly felt a kiss fall between her brows.

“Don’t think that I really have no hidden intentions. You are still sick, be good and go to sleep.” His gentle voice fell between her brows. Seeing that her eyes were still open, he uttered softly, “Quickly, sleep.”

This time Ji Nuan really stopped talking. She closed her eyes, breathing in the pleasant fresh scent that belonged to his body.

This was a feeling of belonging that led one to feel at ease.

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The next morning, Ji Nuan woke up at 9:00 a.m.

She pressed her hand against her forehead. It seems like her fever had already reduced, but the symptoms of a cold were still around.

She sat up, pushing aside the blanket. Just as she was about to get off the bed, she became surprised, lowering her head to stare at her own body.

She wore a soft silk pajama dress. Yesterday, after showering, she clearly fell asleep in a towel.

This… Did Auntie Chen change my clothes? Or was it…

The door suddenly opened. She raised her tousled head and saw Mo Jingshen walk into the room.

The automatic curtains slowly shifted open, and the golden sunlight landed on his body.

The man before her was of calm and handsome temperament. Charming to the point of causing people to be dazed.

Mo Jingshen saw her sitting by the bed with a strange and silly expression. “Feeling better?”

“What time is it? You haven’t gone to the company?” Ji Nuan woke up from her daze, asking rather than replying. As she spoke, she picked up her phone by the bedside.

9:30 a.m.?

It was already 9:30 a.m.!

Although Mo Jingshen did not need to be in the company every day, in her memory, he rarely ever missed work on weekdays and barely ever took any holidays.

“There’s nothing much happening in the company today. It’s fine if I don’t go.” Mo Jingshen approached the bed, picking up the thermometer and measuring her temperature while she was still looking stunned.

Ji Nuan was still reprimanding herself for disturbing his work, but heard him say, “Thirty-seven point six degrees, how do you feel right now?”

“Much better, it’s not as hard to bear as last night.” Ji Nuan raised her hand to touch her own forehead. “This temperature shouldn’t be considered a fever anymore, right?”

“There’s still a little fever. Don’t go out today. Stay at home to take your medicine and rest well.” Mo Jingshen pressed her shoulder, pushing her to sit back down on the bed. “Whatever you want to eat, have Auntie Chen send it up. Don’t walk around, en?”

“I’m not that seriously ill, and this isn’t considered a fever anymore…”

Ji Nuan had yet to finish her words when she heard the sound of footsteps outside. The helper called out from the door, “Mr. Mo, there is a phone call for you.”

Mo Jingshen threw a glance at Ji Nuan, using his gaze to signal for her to obediently stay in the room before he left to answer the call.

Ji Nuan sat on the bed, picking up the cup by her bedside and drinking a sip, soothing her throat. She then picked up her phone to send Xia Tian a message.

Yesterday, she had promised Xia Tian she would visit her today at the hospital. But with her condition, Mo Jingshen most definitely would not allow her to leave and experience the wind outside.