He almost immediately understood why the woman blushed, a barely noticeable curve appeared at the corner of his lips, but he continued to look at the computer screen without a word, "No worries, it'll be dry soon."
Indeed, in the Mediterranean climate, wet clothes dry quickly.
"Alright."
Ji Wei didn't want to disturb his work, so she agreed and walked away.
Although Gu Moqian was working, he was still distracted, observing the little woman's movements. He saw her first go to the bedroom, taking out items from the suitcase one by one and placing them in suitable spots around the room.
Then she went back to the bedroom and came out with a book.
As she walked to the center of the living room, the woman's footsteps suddenly stopped, and she looked over at him. Gu Moqian immediately pretended to be engrossed in his work, fingers rhythmically tapping the keyboard, looking as composed as a mountain under pressure.
