"Alright, I'll take you home first."
Mo Qian nodded lightly and responded, pulling her arm to draw her into his embrace.
Ji Wei couldn't help but gasp in surprise. Realizing the driver was sitting in the front seat, she immediately clamped her mouth shut, startled.
She looked up at him from his arms, her gaze carrying a hint of playful annoyance as she shot him a glare.
"Did you sleep well last night?" Mo Qian's deep, dark eyes locked onto her, his voice low and teasing as he asked.
As if he didn't already know!
Last night, in a moment of reckless passion, she'd willingly become his "cure," only to be nearly driven to the point of fainting by his relentless energy. If Mo Qian hadn't shown just a shred of consideration for her still-recovering body, she might not even have the strength to stand right now.
Seeing her refuse to answer, her clear eyes glaring at him shyly, Mo Qian couldn't hold back any longer and broke into a silent, amused smile.
