Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

The people of the property management office said the workers had gone over for emergency repairing, and the power was expected to be fixed within an hour. Hearing this, Ji Nuan hung up the call.

Since the power would be fixed within an hour, Ji Nuan planned to go upstairs when the power was on.

But now it was 11 o ‘clock at night. No one was around, and her cell phone only had less than 10 percent of power left and wouldn’t be able to last for an hour.

She lived on the fifteenth floor. She could climb the stairs, but it would be so exhausting that even her legs trembled.

After thinking for a moment, Ji Nuan decided to climb the stairs. She turned on the flashlight on her cell phone, and with that light, she entered the stairway passage.

Fortunately, she was not wearing high heels today. When she climbed to the eighth floor, she stood still and gasped for a moment. But she did not stop to rest while climbing the stairs. If she stopped for a while, she would not be able to continue. She leaned against the railing and panted for quite a while before she picked up her heavy steps and went on her way.

When she reached the thirteenth floor, she felt as if her chest was about to explode and thought she might die if she climbed two more floors.

Gritting her teeth, she finally climbed to the fifteenth floor. She was so tired that her legs were really shaking, and she staggered feebly to the door of her apartment in the dark.

Her phone had run out of power after the tenth floor because of the flashlight, and she came up the last few floors in the dark.

Because there was no electricity, the fingerprint lock and room card were useless. She put the cell phone into the bag and then fumbled in the bag for quite a while before she found the key to the door. After taking out the key, she was about to open the door but suddenly felt and smelled a faint trace of smoke.

She paused and instinctively looked at the stairway in the dark. All she could see was a little red spark on the tip of someone’s finger. Someone was smoking here at midnight?!

It was so dark that she could see nothing but the outline of a tall man. She saw the man coming down the stairs between the fifteenth and sixteenth floors step by step and walking in her direction.

Unconsciously, she clenched the key. Unable to see anything clearly in the dark, she couldn’t help remembering the robberies or murders she had heard of before. It was so late and dark, that if she opened the door, she would let a thief into her house.

But the elevator couldn’t run without electricity and the corridor was dark. This apartment was a one-family-per-floor model, so she had no neighbors on this floor. If something bad happened to her, she couldn’t turn to anyone for help.

“Who is it?” Ji Nuan asked in a deliberately harsh tone, to show that she was tough.

However, the other party was not “intimidated” by her at all, and she even heard he burst out laughter, which was the kind of faint chuckle that came from the chest.

She clutched the key in her hand, thought about it, and was about to ask him what he wanted. If he wanted money, she could give him some money. After all, life was the most important, and she couldn’t put her own life at risk. Even if she wanted to call the police, she would only do it after she was safe.

But before she could speak, she saw the man throw the cigarette on the floor. As the cigarette end was trampled out by him, it gave a hissing sound in the empty, quiet corridor, which made her heart tremble.

For a moment, Ji Nuan wondered if he was a neighbor living on another floor who forgot to bring the key. Just when she was hesitating about whether she should ask him if he wanted money in case of any misunderstanding, the man suddenly came up to her. When her hair stood on end and she was about to scream for help, he suddenly slammed her against the door.

“What are you doing… help… umm…”

Just when her body was locked to the door, her voice was sealed by the man’s kiss. The refreshing smell mixed with the smell of tobacco sealed her lips.

Ji Nuan’s mind went blank. She had just climbed to the fifteenth floor and was still exhausted. Her legs immediately went weak and trembled. She instinctively raised her hands to push this man away but was pressed against the door harder by him.

The kiss on the lip was so aggressive that she didn’t know how to react for a moment. Her whole heart was shaking violently. She was about to attack him with the defensive technique Feng Ling had taught her. The moment she raised her wrist, however, the man seemed to know what she wanted to do and raised one hand to take her wrist, pressing her hands to her sides. His wild, hot kisses clung to her lips, and as she had just climbed the stairs and was strengthless, he easily pried her mouth open with his tongue.

The man’s kiss grew even more aggressive and lingering, which made Ji Nuan, who had been trying desperately to resist him, gradually quiet down. She leaned weakly against the door, so tired that her legs trembled, and her blood burned in her body.

She was too flustered to recognize the man in front of her just now, but even though her judgment was affected by the smell of smoke, she could tell who he was from the familiar kissing way and smell.

She leaned stiffly against the door, but the man kissed her even harder than just now as if he wanted to bite her lip and engulf her into his stomach.

Ji Nuan was already so tired that she could hardly breathe without feeling the pain in her lungs. And now deprived of all air, she saw stars and could hardly hold herself against the door.

When the man saw that she was no longer struggling, he nailed her to the door, with one hand on her waist and the other on her face, leaving no room for her to escape. He kissed her madly as if he could have filled all the gaps in the last three years at this moment.

Then he tasted blood. Perhaps his tongue had been bitten by her, or her lip had been skinned by him. When the taste of blood diffused in their mouths, his kiss became tenderer. He slowly sucked the sweetness from her mouth piteously yet uncontrollably as if he didn’t taste blood at all.

Being kissed so hard, Ji Nuan was in a daze. The man finally let go of her lips, with his forehead against hers, he leaned in, breathing slowly as if trying to control himself.

Her lips were tinged with the coolness of the air in the dark corridor.

Finally, she could breathe.

She took a deep breath, clenched her hands that had been pressing feebly against the door, and asked hoarsely and coldly, “CEO Mo, what do you mean by this?”