Ji Wei still wanted to struggle, but just at this moment, a woman in a swimsuit suddenly entered the hot spring pool.
The woman hesitated for a few seconds upon seeing the couple embracing by the opposite pool wall, but in the end, she still stepped into the pool.
This was a public mixed-gender hot spring, so it was normal for others to show up.
However, with the arrival of a third person, Ji Wei instantly stopped struggling, obediently letting Mo Qian hold her.
The temperature in the hot spring was just right. As the heat rose, after only a few minutes of soaking, Ji Wei felt warmth spread through her body, and even beads of sweat started forming on her forehead.
Mo Qian looked down at the woman’s pale face, which had now turned rosy and alluring. He couldn’t help but lean down and give her a kiss on the cheek.
Ji Wei glared at him in playful reproach: "There’s someone else here! Can you show a little restraint?"
Mo Qian, seeing this slightly angry yet inexplicably adorable expression, reached out and pinched her face directly: "You’re my wife. This is perfectly natural. Why care about what others think?"
Ji Wei was just about to roll her eyes at him when she heard the sound of splashing water.
Looking toward the sound, she saw the woman who had entered the hot spring earlier suddenly stand up with a start and quickly turn to leave.
It seemed the poor woman had just wanted to enjoy a quiet soak, only to end up witnessing a public display of affection that was too much for her to handle, forcing her to make a swift exit.
"Perfect. Now no one will disturb our peace." Mo Qian remarked nonchalantly.
Ji Wei looked at the man in front of her, who wore a half-smile, and inwardly lamented her misfortune. Why had she even suggested coming to the hot spring in the first place?
Soaking in such warm and relaxing water for a long time could easily make one sleepy.
Ji Wei didn’t even know when she’d started nodding off. Eventually, she felt her head grow heavy and leaned directly against Mo Qian’s shoulder.
"Weiwei, wake up?" Mo Qian tried to rouse her.
Falling asleep in the hot spring, though comfortable, could easily lead to catching a chill.
Ji Wei, thoroughly sleepy, mumbled something incoherent before continuing to sleep without a care in the world.
Mo Qian looked at the woman’s even breathing, her closed eyes, and the serene way she slept. He couldn’t bring himself to wake her.
But he couldn’t just leave her sleeping in the hot spring either.
With the utmost tenderness, he lifted her damp body into his arms.
The silk bath towel Ji Wei had chosen clung to her after being soaked, creating a slightly see-through effect.
Now, the wet towel tightly adhered to her figure, showcasing her shapely curves in vivid detail, exuding an unspoken allure...
Mo Qian’s eyes darkened instantly.
If she weren’t asleep, he wasn’t sure he could restrain himself from taking her right then and there. After all, it had already been five or six days since he’d last indulged.
Suppressing the heat surging within him, Mo Qian forcibly tore his gaze away. Clutching the sleeping woman, he carried her out of the hot spring pool.
When Ji Wei opened her eyes, she found herself lying on what seemed to be a tatami bed. The soft blanket, wooden windows, and vibrant greenery outside, accompanied by the melodious chirping of birds, created a tranquil atmosphere.
For a moment, she felt dazed, unable to understand how she’d ended up in such a place.
Hadn’t she been soaking in the hot spring with Mo Qian?
How had she gone from soaking to lying in bed?
"Awake? Did you sleep well?"
A deep, warm, and magnetic voice suddenly broke the silence. Ji Wei turned her head and saw Mo Qian walking in from outside the door.