After a while, Ji Wei released her lips. When she saw the man’s deep and shadowy eyes, she felt so shy she didn’t dare to meet his gaze and quickly turned her eyes away.
She still couldn’t quite believe how bold and forward she had just been.
"Um... I suddenly feel a little hungry," Ji Wei said quickly. "I’ll go downstairs and ask Aunt Zhu if dinner is ready!"
Before Gu Moqian could react, Ji Wei had already dashed out of the room.
Staring at the direction of the bedroom door, Gu Moqian slowly lifted his hand and touched his own lips.
The faint scent of her elegant lipstick still lingered there.
In that instant, Gu Moqian silently made a certain decision in his heart...
For the next two days, Ji Wei stayed home to take care of Gu Moqian.
On the third morning, a sudden ringtone startled the silence.
Ji Wei groggily opened her sleepy eyes and saw Gu Moqian getting out of bed, his long legs striding toward the balcony to take the call.
A few minutes later, Gu Moqian returned. He saw the woman still wrapped in the quilt, looking half-asleep. Climbing back into bed, he pulled her back into his embrace. "If you didn’t get enough sleep, rest a bit longer."
Ji Wei obediently lay down, resting her head on the crook of his arm, her voice muffled with grogginess. "Who was that on the phone just now?"
"My dad," Gu Moqian replied.
Ji Wei sat up abruptly upon hearing this. "Your dad’s back?"
Gu Moqian’s father had been in Britain for years and rarely visited. Even Gu Moqian seldom saw him.
"Yes, he came back for Great-Grandmother’s 90th birthday celebration. He had to."
Ji Wei was instantly wide awake. She sat up straight in his arms. "You never mentioned your Great-Grandmother’s birthday! Tomorrow... I don’t even have a gift prepared!"
Gu Moqian’s Great-Grandmother was elderly and had always preferred peace and quiet. She was also a devout Buddhist who lived in Fuan Temple in the eastern part of the city, so Ji Wei hadn’t had the chance to meet her before.
Now, Ji Wei clutched her messy hair in a panic, looking completely flustered.
"With your husband here, what are you worried about?" Gu Moqian stopped her hand mid-grab and pulled her back into his embrace. "Besides, Great-Grandmother doesn’t care about those things."
"But as the younger generation, it’s proper etiquette," Ji Wei muttered.
"We still have half a day to think about a suitable gift," Gu Moqian reassured her. "Dad wants us to head over to the Gu Family ancestral home this afternoon to help with arrangements."
"Alright." Ji Wei nodded.
Before they left in the afternoon, Ji Wei took over Gu Moqian’s shirt since he was still recovering from an injury and helped him put it on.
Ji Wei’s gaze couldn’t stop drifting toward Gu Moqian’s fair, toned chest.
Even though she had seen it many times before, every time she admired Gu Moqian’s perfectly sculpted, model-like physique, Ji Wei couldn’t help swooning, even unconsciously licking her lips.
"Is just looking enough? Why not touch it?"
Gu Moqian noticed her reaction and couldn’t resist teasing her.
Ji Wei snapped out of her thoughts and shook her head vehemently like a rattle-drum.
Touching... better not.
Though it did feel amazing, if things got out of hand while touching, it would be a real problem.
They still had to head to the Gu Family ancestral home!
Ji Wei carefully slid the shirt over Gu Moqian’s outstretched arms, being cautious to avoid his injury. Then she slid it onto the other arm, pulled the collar snug, and started buttoning it up.
Her slender, fair fingers paused as she reached the top button.
Ji Wei stared at the man’s throat as his Adam’s apple moved, momentarily transfixed.
It was the first time she had noticed Gu Moqian’s Adam’s apple up close. Somehow, it struck her as incredibly sexy and alluring, making her heart race inexplicably.
She suddenly looked up, her eyes shimmering with moisture, bright and clear, like fruit kissed by morning dew—utterly captivating.
Gu Moqian, who hadn’t had any carnal indulgence for days, felt his Adam’s apple bob again.
This was a dangerous signal!