The man’s eyes shifted slightly, quietly observing the faintly proud expression on the woman’s face. His lips gradually curved into a smile: "You’re not so heroine risking life and limb. I think it’s necessary to send you to learn so self-defense skills—sothing more practical."
Ji Wei had recently been repeatedly targeted by petty schers. Even if he arranged a hundred bodyguards for her, there were still monts of oversight. Teaching her so self-defense skills certainly wouldn’t hurt.
Though if possible, he hoped she could always stay safely behind him, peacefully being Mrs. Gu.
"Sure, actually I’ve always admired soldiers since I was young. Why don’t you send to the military for so training?"
Seeing the little woman’s face full of longing, Gu Moqian’s lips lifted slightly: "No."
"Why not?"
"Too many n in the military," Gu Moqian replied succinctly.
Ji Wei froze for a mont. "You could send to a won’s barracks instead."
"Won won’t do either," Gu Moqian blurted out, his expression seemingly suppressing sothing.
The woman had been pressing on him like this the whole ti, occasionally shifting around, thinking he wouldn’t have any reaction?
It was outright torture.
"Oh..."
Ji Wei responded softly and, noticing the man’s eyes suddenly deepen, was struck by the realization of sothing. She hurriedly tried to get off him in panic: "Sorry, I’ve been pressing on you for so long..."
Her hands scrambled awkwardly as she got up, sending her knee directly into that spot, eliciting a muffled groan from the man.
Ji Wei froze entirely, not daring to move a muscle. She stared blankly at the man’s pained and restrained expression, like a child who had made a mistake, blushing deeply as she whispered, "I didn’t an to touch you there."
"It’s fine." The words were squeezed through his teeth, his voice deep and raspy.
Ji Wei finally managed to climb off the man.
She stood there, noticing Gu Moqian lying motionless on the ground, seemingly in no hurry to get up. Her expression shifted instantly, and she crouched down to ask with concern, "What’s wrong? Did you twist your back when you fell just now?"
Gu Moqian turned his head to look at her without speaking.
"Let help you to the bed for a rest; the floor’s cold." As she spoke, she reached out to support him.
"No need..."
Gu Moqian’s voice was still extraordinarily hoarse. He had intended to cool down, but seeing Ji Wei’s worried expression, he supported himself with his hands and stood up.
Ji Wei’s expression finally relaxed a little. She stepped into the room but abruptly paused and hurried back to the terrace, turning her head to say, "Mo Qian, there are five surveillance caras in the room. Although I’ve cut the power, it’s still better if we find and deal with all of them, just in case."
Gu Moqian raised a brow: "So the sudden power outage was your doing?"
"Yep, if I hadn’t cut the power, I wouldn’t have been able to co up here. I would’ve been discovered before even reaching the terrace below."
The little woman turned out to be smarter than he’d imagined.
Gu Moqian felt a tender warmth in his heart and suddenly pulled her into his arms: "Thank you for coming to find . Don’t worry, I dealt with those surveillance caras long ago—they’re all disabled now."
Only then did Ji Wei feel relieved.
The two held each other tightly, and it wasn’t until a while later that she rembered sothing important. She quickly poked her head toward the bedroom.
The night spilled through the windows, faintly revealing the situation in the room. The quilt on the bed was still neatly folded, showing no signs that it had been slept in.
Ji Wei couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise: "Jianian? Isn’t she locked in here with you?"
Gu Moqian’s deep gaze shifted toward the bathroom: "She’s in there."
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