"Alright, do you feel a bit more comfortable now?" Mo Qian put down the lip balm and looked at her as he asked.
The man's eyes were deep, with a hidden trace of amusement.
Ji Wei realized she was staring at him and quickly averted her gaze in embarrassment, saying, "I'm tired and want to rest."
"Alright, then sleep." With those words, Mo Qian suddenly leaned down and kissed the corner of her lips where the balm was applied.
Ji Wei trembled all over from the kiss, her eyes flickering with a flustered expression. Flushing red, she stared at him and said angrily, "Mo Qian, we're about to get divorced, don't do this."
The moment he heard the word "divorce," Mo Qian's expression darkened, and the smile vanished from his eyes.
He said solemnly, "I won't divorce you."
"The divorce papers are at home; once I go back, I'll sign them and hand them to you in person, so your personal lawyer doesn't have to make another trip," she said faintly.
