Gu Moqian looked at her shy demeanor, holding back a chuckle as he gently said, "I’ll turn around, you can undress yourself."
After speaking, he really did turn around.
Ji Wei froze for a few seconds, confirming that the man hadn’t shown any signs of turning back suddenly, and only then did she quickly take off her nightgown.
When she turned back again, Ji Wei was already standing under the shower, her back facing him.
The woman’s skin was white as jade, her back smooth and elegantly contoured, with a pair of slender, beautiful legs. Ji Wei’s figure was ideal—curvaceous in all the right places, undeniably alluring.
At the moment, her long hair naturally draped over her shoulders. Warm shower water trickled down her jet-black strands, sliding across her pale, jade-like spine and over her pert curves...
Gu Moqian’s Adam’s apple bobbed as his gaze darkened even further.
"Aren’t you supposed to shower too?"
Ji Wei suddenly asked.
Not daring to look back at him, her voice was soft, yet to Gu Moqian, it sounded irresistibly delicate and moving.
"Mm, I’ll join you in a moment," he responded, reaching out to remove his own nightclothes.
Soon, Ji Wei heard slow footsteps approaching in the water. Her hand gripped the showerhead tightly, her heart pounding wildly.
Suddenly, the warmth of a man’s body pressed against her from behind, tightly adhering to her back.
Ji Wei trembled all over, instinctively tensing her legs.
From behind, Gu Moqian reached out and wrapped his arms around her. The water droplets on her wet body flowed onto his as well.
Ji Wei stood there rigidly, listening as Gu Moqian’s gentle voice, soft as water, tickled her ear, "Mrs. Gu, you’re far too captivating ; it’s hard for me to resist wanting to..."
His voice trailed off, his warm breaths teasing the sensitive skin of her earlobe. Ji Wei felt a jolt of electricity coursing through her, growing even more tense.
Sensing that the woman in his arms had gone completely stiff, not daring to move, Gu Moqian chuckled softly, "Relax, your body’s not in a convenient condition—I won’t do anything to you."
With those words, Gu Moqian abruptly released his arms from around her, "I’ll go bathe in the tub."
Ji Wei was still struggling to recover from her daze. When she finally mustered the courage to turn around, she saw Gu Moqian raising his long leg to step into the bathtub.
His back muscles were exquisitely defined—strong and solid, with a healthy, sensual skin tone. Paired with those impossibly long legs, he resembled a male model straight out of a poster, making anyone’s pulse race.
Ji Wei’s face grew hot as she watched. When Gu Moqian suddenly turned around, she hurriedly averted her gaze.
Her heart was pounding furiously.
It was her husband, yet why did she feel like a guilty thief?
Ji Wei didn’t dare look back again, turning the shower to its strongest setting, hoping the rushing sound of water would mask her inner turmoil.
Gu Moqian reclined in the bathtub, water rising to his chest as his long arms rested on the tub’s edges. His demeanor exuded a hint of laziness.
Yet his deep, ink-like gaze never once left the woman’s snow-white silhouette, bathed in the dreamlike haze of rising steam.
After finishing their baths, the two finally went downstairs for breakfast.
The dining room was quiet. The table was set with prepared breakfast: sandwiches, vegetable salad, milk, and eggs. But Sister-in-law Zhang was nowhere to be seen.
"Huh, did Sister-in-law Zhang go out to buy groceries?" Ji Wei asked in surprise.
Gu Moqian, having stepped into the dining room, immediately noticed the envelope placed on the table. He walked over to pick it up and, after scanning its contents quickly, said indifferently: "She quit."