Ji Wei’s heart started racing inexplicably as the bathroom door grew closer and closer.
Was this him inviting her to bathe with him?
This top-tier luxurious Presidential Suite was equipped with two bathrooms—one that looked rather ordinary, and another, that was considerably spacious, complete with a large soaking tub.
Both of them barefoot, stepped onto the smooth marble steps surrounding the bathtub.
Ji Wei’s hand was tightly held by Mo Qian, the heat from the man’s palm was astonishing.
Leading her to the edge of the tub, Mo Qian suddenly let go of her hand and said, in a calm tone, "Just watch from the edge."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Wei saw Mo Qian starting to undo his bathrobe.
The white sash ca undone with a gentle pull, and the man’s flawless physique ca into view, wearing nothing but a pair of black boxers.
Ji Wei stared at the man’s taut and smooth abdominal muscles, dazed for a few seconds, before she felt her cheeks grow improbably hot.
When she snapped back to reality, Mo Qian had already turned around, stepping into the bathtub with his long, fair legs.
Ripples spread across the water’s surface, the floating rose petals swaying along with the waves as the overhead lights reflected dazzling waves of light onto the water, a dreamlike glow.
Mo Qian walked straight to the other side, then leaned against the marble-tiled wall of the tub, sitting down facing Ji Wei. Most of his body was subrged in the water, leaving only his honey-toned chest exposed above the surface.
Ji Wei watched as he soaked quietly in the water, gradually closing his eyes.
The water was undoubtedly cool, ant to help mitigate the effect of the drug coursing through Mo Qian’s system.
Ji Wei stood frozen beside the tub, staring at the man in the water for a long ti. Abruptly, she raised her foot and started walking around the edge of the tub, towards him.
Hearing the subtle sound of bare feet approaching, Mo Qian opened his eyes. Turning his head, he saw Ji Wei was almost at his side.
His wet hand lifted to point at the nearby lounge chair: "Weiwei, sit there and rest. You don’t need to worry about ."
Ji Wei shook her head in refusal.
Without hesitation, she lifted her skirt and sat directly on the marble by the edge of the tub, letting her two smooth, jade-like legs naturally dangle into the water.
Ji Wei propped herself up with her hands on the ground, her body leaning slightly backward, her clear eyes quietly eting Mo Qian’s gaze.
Her snow-white bare feet playfully splashed at the water’s surface, droplets dancing like mischievous sprites evoking a charming, youthful liveliness that held Mo Qian’s eyes captive.
Mo Qian felt his throat tighten, staring deeply at Ji Wei, his eyes dark and smoldering, as if flas were crackling within them.
Though imrsed in the cold water, the searing heat in his body only grew harder to endure.
Ji Wei, simply sitting there and swinging her legs by the edge of the tub, was sohow more tantalizing than a woman without any clothes.
"Mo Qian, why are you sitting so far away?"
Seeing the man suddenly shifting a few paces away, Ji Wei cocked her head intentionally, pretending to ask in confusion.
"..."
Mo Qian felt an ache deep in his gut and could not manage a reply.
"Ah!"
Ji Wei suddenly furrowed her brow and let out a startled cry, her dangling legs freezing mid-movent.
"What’s wrong?" Mo Qian asked imdiately in alarm, straightening up and moving quickly through the water towards her.
"My leg cramped." Ji Wei’s clear black-and-white eyes gazed at him, her voice innocent as she spoke.
Mo Qian’s wet hand clutched her smooth calf, his head lowering as he examined her attentively, "Where exactly?"
"Seems like my ankle," Ji Wei said while looking down at him.
The man’s long, slender fingers held her ankle delicately as he massaged it tenderly, his voice unusually husky as he asked, "Better now?"
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