Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 274: Mo Jingshen’s Steps Faltered. He Lowered His Eyes to Look At Her, “What Did Just You Say?”

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Ji Nuan saw that there were quite a lot of customers visiting this store, and her desire to taste stinky tofu a try grew.

She turned back to Mo Jingshen, who was standing slightly further away due to the smell and approached him with a smile. “Do you want to have some? I’ll buy a few so that we can taste it?”

Mo Jingshen glanced at her. “You’ve never had it?”

“Our lifestyle and social circle don’t interact with such a place; how would I have the opportunity to come to a night market. It’s the same as how you don’t have the time to casually stroll through a place like this and taste the food here. I’ve frequently heard people mention that the stinkier it is, the yummier it is. I want to give it a taste. Will you have some?”

As she spoke, Ji Nuan turned back to make her purchase.

However, her wrist was caught as Mo Jingshen decisively pulled her back.

“It’s best that you’ve never had it. It’s not clean.”

“Who says that it isn’t it clean? Don’t you see that there are plenty of people buying it? Have you had it before?”

“No.

“Then, why would you say that it isn’t clean? I’ll just give it a try; I won’t buy too many…”

Mo Jingshen did not allow her to go. He wrapped his arm around her waist and brought her over, pressing against her back for them to leave. He took another glance at Ji Nuan’s resentful expression and spoke firmly with a heavy voice: “You’re not allowed to have it.”

“…” Ji Nuan was helpless. For someone like Mo Jingshen who had mysophobia, perhaps such a thing was truly hard to tolerate. She turned back to eye the various snacks being sold in the streetside stalls and whispered softly, as though she felt wronged, “I’ve never tried any of these, and you won’t even let me have a taste. Earlier at the venue, I only managed to have three glasses of champagne. I didn’t even eat anything. I’m really hungry right now…”

“If you’re hungry, we’ll go home for dinner. I’ll cook for you, en?”

Unfortunately, even though Great Boss Mo offered to cook personally today, it was of no use.

“Hey, look at that lamb skewer! It looks so fragrant!”

“And that hot and numbing skewers…”

“Aiya! They have glutinous rice cakes too!”

“Mo Jingshen, Boss Mo, Great President Mo, Mr. Mo… Hubby… let me have a taste of some… I’ll only have a little…”

Under Ji Nuan’s constant coaxing and pestering, Mo Jingshen finally softened and allowed her to buy a small pack of handmade chocolate cookies from a streetside stall. She also bought several pieces of glutinous rice cakes. The oil-fried and barbequed food were completely banned. She was not allowed to have even a bite.

This place was especially crowded and dark. Ji Nuan stood amongst the crowd and quickly stuffed a pieced of glutinous rice cake into her mouth. She curved her eyes in a satisfied smile. “The snacks in a night market truly lives up to its name. It’s so sweet.”

Mo Jingshen glanced at her, as though watching a gluttonous child. He allowed her to follow behind, snacking as she pleased, while he held onto her hand and led the way. He planned to swindle her back to the main entrance of the venue after leaving the night market.

Ji Nuan stuffed another rice cake into her mouth, causing her cheeks to puff up into a round ball. Her eyes curved happily as she watched the tall silhouette in front of her.

Passing by such a place with Mo Jingshen, she felt as though she had hauled the man standing in the clouds down into the mortal world.

Naturally, several young ladies by the side were watching them with lovestruck expressions. Mo Jingshen was only quietly walking through the crowd, yet he appeared as eye-catching as ever. Seeing this, Ji Nuan could only wipe her lips and quickly catch up to him. She stayed obediently by his side.

“Ah, wait a minute!” Ji Nuan noticed a stall with beautiful clothes on display. The key was that she had worn one of the pieces in her previous life. For some strange reason, her heart skipped a beat. She stopped Mo Jingshen and subconsciously turned quickly to head over.

The owner of the stall saw her approach and warmly asked: “Which would you like? All of the clothes here are brought over from department stores. They’re all branded, quality pieces that are highly demanded, and are made of good material. Miss, if you like it, choose as you please!”

Ji Nuan picked up a white t-shirt with words printed on it: “How much is this?”