Gu Jingxin pressed his thin lips together, his face tinged with a mix of pallor and faint gray. Without hesitation, he directly took off his doctor's coat and, with absolute dominance, draped it over Zhou Xingyan's shoulders without saying a word.
"That's not necessary, Mr. Gu, I'm not cold." Zhou Xingyan lowered her clear gaze, her pristine teeth lightly biting her lips, displaying the perfect motions of a shy woman. She politely declined and softly spoke.
"Your clothes are quite thin." Gu Jingxin didn't elaborate further, but his words carried a double meaning. He leaned close to the petite woman's ear and, in a voice audible only to the two of them, said softly. His voice carried a subtle sensuality, intoxicatingly pleasant.
