Chapter 372: Hearing This Husband, the Man Glanced at Her Calmly

Mo Jingshen recovered very quickly, maybe sleeping like this for two months without moving, did leave a lot of room for the recovery of wounds around the body, unlike the previous wounds that were torn at every turn.

Except that he is a little thinner than when he was in Haicheng before, he is no different from before.

He was still as cold and noble as she remembered, and he was still the man she was familiar with.

The only difference is that he doesn't smile at her anymore, his eyes don't stay on her anymore, even if they are sitting on the same plane, even if they are sitting in the same row like this, he is by her side, and it feels like each other. They seem to be far apart.

Ji Nuan sat for a while, and suddenly put his hand on his lap. The man who had closed his eyes opened his eyes and stared at her deeply: "What are you doing?"

Ji Nuan looked at the hand she put on his thigh, then looked at his obviously displeased gaze, and pursed her lips before saying, "Just let me go, I want to go to the bathroom."

Even though the seat space in the first class is very large, but he is a tall man with long legs and sits on the outside of the aisle. If he doesn't let him go, she won't be able to get out at all.

Mo Jingshen glanced at her again and avoided his legs.

Ji Nuan withdrew his hand a little angrily. When he got up, the plane was probably passing through an area with airflow, and there was a sudden turbulence, perhaps unintentional or intentional, Ji Nuan stumbled and fell into his arms, although it fell. Not so ruthless, but he still pressed his two hands on his legs at once, and at the same time, the whole body leaned forward almost leaning against his arms, and the distance between the face and the face was only a finger.

At such a distance, the man looked at her expressionlessly, Ji Nuan's heart was pounding, but she said calmly, "Sorry, I didn't stand firm."

Mo Jingshen: "..."

Before getting up, Ji Nuan's hand deliberately pressed hard on his leg again, pressing enough of his "golden thigh" that she was not allowed to touch before he got up, turned around and went to the first class cabin. Private restrooms far away.

Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, Ji Nuan smiled at the mirror. Feeling that the smile was not very good, she raised her hand and tugged the corner of her mouth upwards until a satisfactory angle was reached before she put down her hand.

They will soon return to Haicheng, their original world, their original life.

divorce? Of course she won't leave.

But being so passively estranged by him all the time, it seems that the status quo cannot be maintained forever. In this marriage, it is not about self-esteem, nor about the face and strength, not to mention that Mo Jingshen has sacrificed for her when she knew it or not. Everything about him, and even nearly died for her not long ago. If she compromised and left so easily now, she would be really sorry for him, and even more for herself.

Anyway, it's a husband and wife, a reasonable and legal relationship. If it's a big deal, let her chase him. If he retreats, he will enter. If he is cold, she will be hot. If he avoids, she will take the initiative. If he is expressionless, she will smile.

As Mrs. Mo, can't she legally and legally climb into his bed?

As long as she wants to take the initiative, no matter how powerful he is, Mo Jingshen can't remove her from the spouse column unless she agrees to divorce.

Ji Nuan smiled at the mirror for a while, feeling that the smile was natural and beautiful, and then walked out.

When he returned to his seat, the moment Mo Jingshen got up, Ji Nuan just happened to walk in front of him, raised his eyes to look at his stern face, and suddenly stood on tiptoe when there was no flight attendant passing by and said something to his ear. : "Husband, after a few days of deliberation, I finally decided now."

Hearing this husband, the man glanced at her calmly, as if he was looking at a neuropathy.

After Ji Nuan had built his heart, he was ready to feel more and more courageous. Facing his eyes like this, he still smiled. He smiled and looked at his quiet black eyes, and whispered: "I've decided... even if you put a knife to my neck, I won't agree to a divorce."

The man had no expression just now,

Because her words restored her usual indifference. Without waiting for him to speak, Ji Nuan slipped back to her seat, fastened her seatbelt, and picked up a magazine in front of her to read, eagerly looking forward to it. As soon as possible to fly back to Haicheng.

Mo Jingshen never said anything, and he really didn't plan to discuss too much with her about divorce or not on the plane.

It's just that after Ji Nuan read the magazine for a while, he either reached out and patted him and asked him to ask the flight attendant for a glass of water, a blanket, or a pair of earphones. He would try to talk to him almost every half hour, even though All he got was an indifferent response from the man who turned a blind eye, and Ji Nuan was still enjoying it and patted his hand again after half an hour.

Mo Jingshen's expression turned cold again, and glanced at her.

Ji Nuan put the magazine in front of him seriously, pointed to the French paragraph on the last page of the magazine and asked, "I haven't learned French, I don't know these things, don't you know the languages ​​of many countries? What is this passage? "

The man looked at her clumsy acting skills and her attitude of being completely clueless, and didn't intend to pay any attention at all.

Ji Nuan pointed to the French and asked, "Just help me translate it into Chinese. I don't think it's very long, it's just two or three sentences at most."

Mo Jingshen glanced at the sentence she was referring to again, his eyes were deep, but he never helped her translate it.

The plane will land in Haicheng in about three hours. Ji Nuan has been reading that passage. There is a French student sitting on the other side of the aisle. He has a Chinese-French dictionary in his hand. Ji Nuan borrowed the dictionary and a Look at each word word by word.

Finally, she took a pen and wrote the translated content on her boarding pass.

Quoi qu“il se passe, si une personne t“aime réellement, elle reviendra toujours avec le temps.

No matter what happens, if a person truly loves you, he/she will come back over time.

Ji Nuan returned the dictionary to the French student, and then put what he had just written down in front of Mo Jingshen.

She looked at him with burning eyes: "Did I translate it right?"

Mo Jingshen glanced at the whole line of beautiful and beautiful words she wrote on the boarding pass. He didn't speak for a long time, but his eyes were cold. Finally, when Ji Nuan came to him and asked him, he looked at him with eyes wide open. It was enough to scratch her like a knife, and her tone was indifferent: "French has many interpretations, and people who are self-motivated usually translate a very simple sentence into a very romantic one. ."

The smile on Ji Nuan's mouth did not become lighter, but deepened: "It is much better to be affectionate than to be impersonal."