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.

thought, Mo Qian tilted

big eyes meeting his dark, ink-like gaze:

She called out softly.

"Hmm?"

a cello,

on the cable car, if it weren’t for you,

elegantly curved chin, his dark eyes locking onto hers for a few

lips pressed gently

bit by bit, and Ji Wei instinctively reached out to

growing more passionate until, reluctantly,

her cheeks flushed crimson, her eyes shimmering

with Mo Qian, her longing for him

herself completely to this man

to the

her bright red lips as she

playful coquettishness, her suggestive words causing Mo Qian to

smiled faintly, scooping her up into his arms and walking out of

gently placed Ji Wei onto the

mattress, a certain yearning within Ji

Wei suddenly stretched out her arms and wrapped them tightly around his

man’s head lowered; his perfectly handsome face was mere inches from hers, and a trace of surprise flickered in

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