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…"
Gu Moqian turned back and saw her shifting uneasily. The towel wrapped around her body began to slide off, revealing skin as smooth and radiant as jade.
His gaze darkened, and his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard.
"Be good, don't move anymore." He leaned down, preparing to pull the blanket over her.
"It feels so uncomfortable… so hot…"
She pushed away the blanket he'd draped over her, her misty, water-filled eyes locking onto his, unrelenting. The moisture in her gaze sent a shiver down his spine.
"Does it hurt that much?" Gu Moqian's voice was hoarse as he asked softly.
Ji Wei nodded, refusing to let her gaze waver for even a moment.
Gu Moqian let out a quiet sigh, as if utterly helpless against a mischievous child.
"Alright, I'll help you."
His gaze deepened, his tone unexpectedly tender and indulgent.
Gu Moqian took off his jacket and lay down beside her. Turning to his side, he reached out and pulled her into his embrace.
For Ji Wei, the man in front of her was deadlier than any intoxicating poppy. She greedily burrowed further into his arms, her crimson lips urgently searching for his.
The towel around Ji Wei's body had long since come undone, her burning skin pressed tightly against his. In the stillness of the night, their breaths and heartbeats sounded startlingly clear.
In the next instant, he cupped the back of her head, his fingers threading through her soft hair, and he leaned down, pressing a heavy kiss on her lips, ripe and crimson as if ready to drip nectar.
Once started, it was like a wildfire engulfing dry wood, impossible to restrain.
Ji Wei wasn't content with mere kissing; she wanted more and more…
"Ji Wei, listen to me."
Gu Moqian pulled back from her lips with considerable restraint, his hand cupping her flushed face.
His deep, gravelly voice sounded clear and captivating in the quiet room: "You're like this now because of the drug—it's not your true will. What I want is that, someday, you willingly, wholeheartedly give yourself to me…"
Ji Wei stared at him with a mixture of comprehension and bewilderment, her expression dazed.
"I can help you, but… only with my hands." Gu Moqian's gaze darkened further, locking onto her. "Do you understand?"
Ji Wei tilted her head, enchanted by every word he spoke, unable to tear her eyes away, wanting only to get closer to him—closer and closer.
Only this way could the fire scorching her body find any relief.
Gu Moqian gazed deeply into her desperate, confused eyes, realizing that she likely hadn't understood a single word he'd said.
He exhaled softly in surrender, unwilling to see her suffer so much, and started unbuttoning his shirt one by one.
His slender fingers moved skillfully, the motion of unbuttoning elegant, refined, and effortlessly composed.
Ji Wei stared unblinkingly at his actions, her throat dry and her desire even stronger.
Once the buttons were undone, Gu Moqian's perfectly chiseled chest and muscular physique came into view, leaving Ji Wei looking like a starving lioness, ready to pounce.
And pounce she did.
Just as Gu Moqian laid his hand on the intricate buckle of his belt, Ji Wei suddenly flung herself at him. The sheer momentum sent them tumbling onto the bed together.
The large mattress shuddered slightly with the impact.