Ji Wei faintly sensed that something was different about Gu Moqian tonight, but she couldn’t quite pinpoint it. Just as she was lost in thought, Gu Moqian suddenly reached out, grabbed her arm, and pulled her into his embrace.
Thrown off balance, Ji Wei fell straight into the bathtub, landing on top of the man.
Water splashed up into Ji Wei’s face as she lifted her head. Beads of water rolled down her cheeks, and she asked in astonishment, "Mo Qian, are we... doing this here?"
Her voice trembled faintly.
"Mm." He responded curtly, his voice hoarse and low.
Before Ji Wei could react, the man’s broad hand abruptly flipped her over.
Her smooth back faced him, her skin white as snow and as silky as jade.
Images from the video suddenly flashed across Gu Moqian’s mind. His eyes narrowed as he leaned forward and fiercely bit down on her fragrant neck.
The bite was hard enough to elicit a gasp from Ji Wei. Her neck, the most fragile and sensitive part of her body, sent an electric current coursing through her, bringing with it a strange, overwhelming sensation.
His kisses trailed downward from her pale, smooth neck, mixing with droplets of water as his lips explored the skin of her back. Then he returned upwards, his lips roaming until they found her sensitive earlobe and bit down once more...
Just as she was on the verge of collapsing under his teasing touches, the man suddenly, without warning, thrust into her.
Beads of sweat immediately formed on Ji Wei’s forehead, and the sharpness of the pain made her cry out.
For some reason, tonight, Gu Moqian shed his usual tenderness. He was domineering and forceful, tormenting her in the confined space of the bathtub for what felt like an eternity, her protests and pleas for mercy completely ignored.
After carrying Ji Wei to the bed, Gu Moqian returned to the bathroom to take another shower.
Ji Wei lay there, her entire body sore and limp, unwilling to move. After resting a while, she managed to put on her nightgown and decided to check if Xiao Zhang had replied to her email.
The laptop on the coffee table was in standby mode. She reactivated the screen, and sure enough, there was an email notification.
Just as Ji Wei was about to open it, she noticed the email icon was already marked as read. She froze for a moment.
Did Mo Qian read the email?
A sudden sense of foreboding washed over her. She moved the cursor to open the email and scrolled immediately to the attachment section, her hand instantly freezing in place.
The attachment was indeed the video she had been searching for!
Ji Wei’s heart sank abruptly, her hands turning cold.
She didn’t open the video, but she could already guess the content. Almost panicked, she lifted her gaze towards the bathroom.
The man was still showering, the sound of rushing water audible from inside. But her face had gone incredibly pale. Something in her mind snapped, and she suddenly understood why Gu Moqian had been so fierce with her in the bathroom earlier.
The whole time, it was her cries of pain, and Gu Moqian’s silence and restraint, his relentless and punishing rhythm, that had unsettled her so deeply.
It turned out Gu Moqian had seen the video. He was furious!
The bathroom door swung open abruptly, and Gu Moqian emerged, a white towel wrapped loosely around his waist.
His body still carried a faint mist, his jet-black short hair not fully dried. Droplets of water dripped from the ends onto the floor. His physique was flawless—a perfect inverted triangle, every inch exuding strength.
Ji Wei watched the impossibly alluring Gu Moqian approach her, but the unease in her heart only grew stronger.
"You’re done showering."
After this brief exchange, the man sat down beside her on the sofa, his body close to hers.
"Checking your email?"
Gu Moqian glanced at the laptop screen nonchalantly.
Ji Wei’s entire body stiffened. She nodded awkwardly, her eyes avoiding his at all costs.