Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 6: Chapter 6: Be Good, Stop Moving

Ji Wei was tormented by the effects of the drug, leaving her somewhat dazed.

Through the hazy white steam, she faintly saw the tall, upright figure of a man approaching her.

She must be imagining things, right?

Ji Wei squinted slightly, watching as the looming figure enveloped her, blocking the light overhead.

She tilted her head up, her gaze crystal-clear like spring water but now misted with dizzying desire. Her delicate cheeks were flushed, and her cherry-red lips parted slightly, as if voicelessly inviting him closer.

Gu Moqian's tall silhouette stiffened abruptly. He glanced at her briefly before grabbing a nearby towel and pulling her out of the water.

Ji Wei's thoughts were muddled, and she blankly let him wrap her up.

Without a word, Gu Moqian carried her out.

Ji Wei reached out unconsciously, hooking her arms around his neck and resting her face against his chest.

Gu Moqian placed her gently on the bed, then turned away, holding himself back.

Just as he was about to leave, the hem of his suit was tugged by a delicate hand. A woman's voice, tinged with trembling coquettishness, pleaded, "Don't go..."

towel wrapped around her body began to slide off,

gaze darkened, and his Adam's

leaned down, preparing to pull

so uncomfortable...

misty, water-filled eyes locking onto his,

it hurt that much?" Gu Moqian's voice was hoarse as he asked

Wei nodded, refusing to let her gaze waver for

out a quiet sigh, as if utterly helpless

"Alright, I'll help you."

his tone unexpectedly tender and

off his jacket and lay down beside her. Turning to

front of her was deadlier than any intoxicating poppy. She greedily burrowed further into his arms,

Wei's body had long since come undone, her burning skin pressed tightly against his. In the stillness of the

hair, and he leaned down, pressing a heavy kiss on her lips, ripe and crimson as if ready to drip

wildfire engulfing dry

with mere kissing; she

listen to

with considerable restraint,

like this now because of the drug—it's not your true will. What I

him with a mixture of comprehension