Ji Nuan did not have the chance to think. When he tugged her down onto the couch, her awareness was stolen by the man and it dissipated in an instant.
Mo Jingshen's knee landed by her side, trapping her under his body. He kissed down her neck slowly.
Ji Nuan pressed her hand on his shoulder, softly saying, "Wait…"
The man's actions did not stop, his low and husky voice speaking by her ear, "En?"
She increased her force against his shoulder, raising her volume slightly. "I thought of several problems I discovered earlier in the studio. I need you to help me analyze them, after all, it's my first time attempting management. I won't be as clear and decisive as you when handling matters. I won't need you to interfere in other areas, but on some of the strategies I would still like you to give me ideas…"
He paused his movements, lowering his lids to look at her. "Must we talk about that now?"
