Gu Moqian's brow raised slightly. How could he not see through her little tricks?
"Come here," he said in a faint tone.
"Alright…"
Ji Wei swallowed nervously, discreetly tossing the spicy snacks she'd hidden behind her onto the coffee table, then feigned nonchalance as she walked over.
"Sit down."
S-Sit… down?
Ji Wei's heart fluttered with unease, but she had no choice but to obediently sit down by the bed.
She assumed she was about to get scolded fiercely by Gu Moqian and was so scared she nearly closed her eyes. Instead, she heard a quiet buzzing noise by her ear.
The man's long, slender fingers combed through her wet hair with a gentle motion.
Warmth surged through Ji Wei's heart.
So he had only wanted to help her dry her hair. Perhaps she'd been judging him unfairly, thinking the worst of him.
