After the ceremony, Ji Wei was carried by Gu Moqian into the Presidential Suite.
The enormous double bed was covered in rose petals, filling the room with a fragrant aroma.
Ji Wei was gently placed on the bed by the man, her long, jet-black hair spread out beneath her. Her delicate and beautiful face, framed by her clear, bright eyes, gazed steadily at the handsome, elegant face above her.
Everything about tonight was so perfect that Ji Wei still felt as though she were in a dream. Watching the man lean down toward her, his strikingly handsome face coming closer and closer, she instinctively curled her fingers and clutched the soft bedsheets beneath her.
Mo Qian captured her tender lips in a kiss, fervent and wild… A cascade of kisses rained down onto her delicate ears, her beautiful jawline, and her pale neck.
Ji Wei's body carried a faint scent of perfume, mixed with her unique essence, a combination that Mo Qian couldn't get enough of.
