Mo Jingshen Was No Longer Gentle to Her
Editor: Henyee Translations
Ji Nuan sighed. Although she had slept soundly, her legs were still numb. She pounded gently on her leg and looked up at him. "I'll pack up my clothes soon. It's day now. Have you had another sleepless night? Is it because I occupied your lounge, or…"
"I'll find time to rest when I'm tired."
He words blocked out all her concern.
All right.
As he wished.
Ji Nuan simply got up, opened the wardrobe, and began to pack up her clothes without saying a word. She took off the clothes one by one and threw them on the bed behind her, saying as she did so, "I will ask someone to send me a suitcase later. You bought me so many clothes that I can't take them away without a suitcase."
He didn't speak.
Ji Nuan spent more than ten minutes to take out her clothes that occupied half of the wardrobe and then fixed her eyes on those shirts. She suddenly raised her hand, yanked out the shirts, and threw them on the bed.