Chapter 82: Chapter 82: Will You Carry Me to Bed, Please?

"I’m fine."

Mo Qian responded indifferently. Seeing her hair still dripping wet, he frowned slightly and tugged her back toward the bathroom.

"Sit still."

Mo Qian brought over a chair and pressed her into it.

Ji Wei looked at him in surprise as he turned away and returned soon after, holding a hairdryer, standing behind her.

Turns out, he was going to help her dry her hair.

Ji Wei pursed her lips, a sweet smile creeping onto her face.

She sat obediently, letting his long fingers thread through her hair, feeling both comfortable and at ease.

In front of them was a mirror, fogged up from the steam of their earlier shower.

In the hazy reflection, their faint silhouettes were like a watercolor painting. Even though their features were blurred, the image of the two of them together was strikingly harmonious.

A ripple spread in her heart, and the soft smile on Ji Wei’s lips deepened.

seemed lost in thought, Mo Qian tilted his head slightly and asked,

beautiful big eyes meeting his dark, ink-like gaze: "Mo

She called out softly.

"Hmm?"

magnetic voice was as captivating as a cello, and he

the cable car, if it weren’t

as Mo Qian’s slender fingers suddenly lifted her elegantly curved chin, his

lips

tenderly, bit by bit, and Ji Wei instinctively reached out to wrap

surged, the kiss growing more passionate

flushed crimson, her eyes shimmering with

faced life and death with Mo Qian, her longing for him had intensified more than ever

wanted to give herself completely to this man

to the bed,

her bright red lips

a hint of playful coquettishness, her suggestive words causing

moment before he smiled faintly, scooping her

placed Ji Wei

the soft mattress, a certain yearning within Ji

suddenly stretched out her arms and wrapped

lowered; his perfectly handsome face was mere inches from hers, and a

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