Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 854: Let’s Go to Bed, Shall We?
Shi Ye left at half past nine at night.
Earlier, Old Madam Ji called, saying that An An had already fallen asleep at the Ji Family’s house. Ji Wei told the old lady she would pick An An up early tomorrow morning.
As for the return of Mo Qian, she mentioned it too, and the old lady was surprised but pleasantly surprised.
"It’s good to be back. It’s good for the two of you to get along well, and live happily with An An..." Grandma’s voice sounded very happy over the phone.
Ji Wei’s mood, however, wasn’t very good; she just briefly answered and hung up the phone.
Back in the bedroom, after taking a bath, Ji Wei changed into pajamas and went out of the bathroom, still not seeing Mo Qian upstairs. Unable to help herself, she went downstairs again to the study to find him.
Mr. Gu, with his workaholic nature, was still burning the midnight oil.
Ji Wei walked over and couldn’t help but say, "It’s late. Let’s sleep. Work is never-ending."
Mo Qian didn’t respond.
"Mo Qian, you’ve just recovered. It’s not good for your health to stay up late as soon as you return," Ji Wei added.
Mo Qian still calmly continued handling his work.
Ji Wei looked at his hard and well-defined features, her hands slightly curled, and then she suddenly stepped forward and unplugged the computer.
The screen of the computer went black instantly, forcing Mo Qian to look at her.
"Let’s go to bed, shall we?" Ji Wei met his indifferent gaze and pleaded with a slightly helpless tone.
The woman before him had just taken a bath, and he could smell the faint scent of her body wash. Her hair, half-dry, draped over her shoulders, her eyes clear, with a hint of helplessness and perhaps sadness deeply gazing at him.
Mo Qian was startled by such an expression, and he averted his eyes, then stood up and turned away.
Ji Wei stood there for a while to regain her composure and also left.
Mo Qian went straight upstairs, pushed open the bedroom door.
He obviously remembered which was their master bedroom, which gave Ji Wei hope. She quickly followed him, entering the bedroom behind him and closing the door.
With graceful movements, Mo Qian took off his jacket and walked straight to the bathroom.
He didn’t look at Ji Wei even once during the entire process.
Ji Wei looked at the tall shadow on the bathroom door, thinking, maybe if they slept together, Mo Qian would think of her? After all, their deepest and most intimate memories were on the bed...
Thinking this, Ji Wei’s cheeks couldn’t help but grow warm.
She looked down at her long-sleeved silk pajamas, feeling they seemed to lack a bit of allure. She quickly slipped into the wardrobe and took out a set of never-worn lingerie from the underwear drawer.
She had bought this when she went shopping with Xia Duoduo one day, originally intending to create some surprise on Mo Qian’s birthday, but during the three months Mo Qian was missing, his birthday had already passed.
Just right for tonight.
They say men remember the feeling within a woman’s body, perhaps making love could remind him of something.
Ji Wei put on the sheer black lace lingerie, and as she looked at her suddenly enchanting and alluring self in the mirror, her face instantly flushed red.
She threw on a coat and quickly walked out of the wardrobe.
The continuous sound of water flowing could be heard from the bathroom, and the warm yellow light cast a shadow of the man’s perfect physique; Ji Wei could even picture Mo Qian tilting his face, his hands brushing through his hair as the shower water cascades over him.
Thinking of those adrenaline-pumping abs and the body without an ounce of fat, Ji Wei’s cheeks grew even hotter.
