Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing? Chapter 288 - Look at Her Slender Waist and Abundant Buttocks. Oh, She Is so Hot

Chapter 288: Look at Her Slender Waist and Abundant Buttocks. Oh, She Is so Hot

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
As soon as the door of the cabin was shut, Ji Nuan’s heart sank but, at the same time, hope also arose in her mind.
Mo Jingshen was alive. He had been standing in front of her alive the moment before.
Although he was unbearably cold toward her, she knew how keen and resolute he could be.
If he had shown the slightest sign of interest or relationship with her, she would have instantly been shot by Dali.
However, she finally found him, but she could not say a word and even suffered his indifference. Even the food she made for him was knocked over…
Ji Nuan felt a little depressed, but more so because she had heard that he hadn’t eaten anything for three days and nights.
Dali walked out with a cold face, apparently irritated by Mo Jingshen’s attitude. He turned to urge her to hurry, looking very impatient.
Ji Nuan walked quietly with him, farther and farther away from the cabin where Mo Jingshen was. She didn’t look back. Mo Jingshen’s attitude was very clear just now. Here, both must be very careful. Any negligence may bring danger to them or even cause them to be killed on the spot.
He was already careful about every move he made, so she had to be more cautious. Whether she could save him or not, she couldn’t hold him back.
What she didn’t know was that a dozen guns in the dense forest had been pointed at her since she left the cabin. Once she turned her head or looked back at the cabin, she would be instantly shot to death.
The old woman was still waiting in Aqib’s cabin. When she heard the noise outside and saw that Ji Nuan came back safe and sound, she was pleased and said a few words in Cambodian to Aqib who remained expressionless.
Aqib apparently didn’t expect that Ji Nuan was really not sent to lurk and rescue Mo Jingshen. His eyes were still cold and sharp, but his attention was no longer on Ji Nuan. He waved to the old woman to take Ji Nuan out.
Ji Nuan followed the old woman out, and her eyes caught a glimpse of little white flowers, which were not common in China and still smelled rich and fragrant from a distance. If she remembers correctly, this should be the national flower of Cambodia, the Rumdul flower.
Seeing that Ji Nuan had been looking at the flowers and seemed to be interested in them, the old woman smiled and pulled her over. Then she stopped to pick some and handed them to Ji Nuan.
Ji Nuan looked at the old woman in surprise, pointed to the flowers and then to herself, meaning if she could take the flowers or not.
The old woman nodded and was about to speak to her, but then remembered that she couldn’t understand, so she just smiled, put the flowers into Ji Nuan’s hands, and then pulled her back to the cooking tent.
Although the old lady was respected by the people here, she was only a maid who did the washing and cooking. She lived next to the cooking tent, a very simple and damp cabin, where she asked Ji Nuan to live with her.
Since Ji Nuan had seen Mo Jingshen today, her uneasy heart had calmed down a little, so she behaved more obediently and listened to the old woman’s arrangement. When she went into the cabin with the old woman, the latter found her a white dress for her to change and gave her a very thin quilt.
Ji Nuan could tell that this old lady must have been alone for years. It wasn’t easy to meet a young girl in a place like this that was full of brutal men. She did hope that Ji Nuan wouldn’t be killed by these people and could stay to help her with the cooking.
In the evening, Ji Nuan and the old woman prepared the dinner together and sent the food to Aqib’s cabin.
Every time Aqib saw Ji Nuan, he would stare at her for a while. Ji Nuan kept her head down. If she were too calm, it would only arouse suspicion, so her hands holding the bowl were faintly shaking, and she looked helpless and pitiful, seeming to be very afraid of everyone here.
The pudgy man who caught her was also in this room. Seeing her come in, he suddenly smiled and turned to whisper a few words to Aqib in Cambodian. Aqib ignored him, and a man beside him suddenly said in English, “This woman’s skin is really fair, which is really rare for Asian women, just like the snow on the top of the snow mountain. Her face is so small, and her eyes are big and starry bright. She also has a good figure. Look at her slender waist and abundant buttocks. Oh, she is so hot…”
Then all of a sudden, the people in the room began to speak in English. Some of them were very skilled in English and some spoke broken English, but Ji Nuan could understand what they were talking about.
It was all annoying dirty talk and was very disgusting.
They spoke English instead of Cambodian, which was a sign that they were still testing her.
Ji Nuan had been standing beside the old woman with her neck drawn up as if she had heard nothing, looking frightened and timid.
Then suddenly someone came up to Aqib and said, “There are lots of farms and women near Tonlé Sap Lake, but it’s hard to find a toy as fair and tender-skinned as her. Because of Mr. Control’s matter, we haven’t had fun or sex for a long time. Let this woman wait on us for a few more days. When the operation is over, let’s just throw her on the bed and ‘eat’ her together.”
The room immediately burst into laughter. The stares of these men on Ji Nuan became even more lascivious and unspeakably disgusting.
Ji Nuan felt sick and disgusted but still cowered behind the old woman, looking so scared.
Seeing that she seemed not to understand their words, they became bored and switched back to Cambodian.
After dinner, Aqib suddenly said in English, wiping his mouth, “Dali, let the woman continue to bring food to Mr. Control. Tell Mr. Control if he refuses to eat the food, it means that the food the woman makes is not to his taste. Then she is a waste, and her life is of no use to us. If he doesn’t eat the food, we’ll kill her.”
Ji Nuan immediately felt a chill on her spine.
So, Aqib hadn’t finished testing her yet?
Whether Mo Jingshen ate the food she sent or not, she would have to die.
Now even if she committed suicide, it would still be a dead end, and she may even implicate Mo Jingshen.
Dali answered quickly, grinning with yellow teeth, and saying, “Ok, I’ll take her to Mr. Control right away.”
Then he came and stood before Ji Nuan, glancing at her grimly with his eyes signaling to go out with him.
Ji Nuan dared not show her real emotions but followed him out with a blank look on her face as if she didn’t know what was happening. As she walked, she let out a sudden whimper to catch Dali’s attention and, at the same time, pointed to her stomach with a pitiable look, meaning that she had not eaten and was now too hungry to walk.