Upon falling back on the bed, Ji Nuan quickly sat back up.
Mo Jingshen did not intend to do anything to her. The man kept the medicine in his hands away. He was still wearing the same clothes from before, and his neat and tidy appearance indicated that he had yet to shower, nor did he plan on resting early. His aura was cold and charming, but it did not carry any scent of desire.
She had always known about this man's composure and restraint. Once, when Mo Shaoze tried to bring him together with An Shuyan, he had also employed such a method. Back then, Mo Jingshen did not show any desire. Thus, it was likely that the small whiff of the drug wouldn't have much effect on him.
Mo Jingshen placed the medicine box aside, and, as though he finally had the time, he lowered his gaze to look at the woman sitting at the bedside.
