"If you think it's okay, then fine." Ji Wei had given up resisting.
If it's a son, he'd definitely be as handsome as Gu Moqian. This nickname doesn't seem bad at all.
After finally suppressing his impulses and finishing his shower, Gu Moqian carried Ji Wei to the bed, pulled a quilt over her, and said, "Wait for me. I'll be out soon after I finish washing up."
Ji Wei smiled and nodded.
Gu Moqian took a lukewarm shower to cool down that restless desire inside him.
When he came out of the bathroom, the moment he looked up, he saw Ji Wei leaning against the headboard, flipping through something in her hands.
"What are you so engrossed in?" The man's deep and mellow voice suddenly sounded above her. Ji Wei looked up and met Gu Moqian's starry, deep-set eyes gazing at her.
He had just finished his shower. The fresh scent of the same body wash wafted from him, a few damp strands of hair clinging to his forehead, his fair and clean face as flawless as ever.
