Mo Jingshen's Voice By Her Ear Was Extremely Low
บรรณาธิการ: Henyee Translations
"What's wrong?" Mo Jingshen's hand was gently and comfortingly caressing against the thin fabric of her sleeping dress.
Ji Nuan pursed her lips, muttering to herself for a moment before glancing at him.
"Earlier on the phone, Secretary An said that she might have dropped her lipstick on your car."
Mo Jingshen's charming brows rose slightly. "Lipstick?"
Ji Nuan glanced at him unhappily and then tried to push his arm away from her waist gently. "Let go of me first. Don't you have a project to discuss with America's Shine later? I'm going to sleep now, let's talk about this tomorrow."
The man's arm did not budge from her waist. Instead, he pressed her even closer into his embrace when she tried to push him away.
"It's still early." His voice was right by her ears, the calm in his words fanned the almost uncontrollable small fire in Ji Nuan's heart.