Ji Wei turned around, and Mo Qian reached out to untie the apron strings at her back. The moment she felt the floral fabric loosen, she suddenly realized what had happened.
Ji Wei lowered her lashes, her face slightly flushed, and an uncontrollable smile tugged at the corner of her lips.
"Mrs. Gu, now that you've finished the noodles, your strength should be restored quite a bit, huh?" The man behind her suddenly leaned close to her fair ear and asked in a low voice.
The warm breath brushed against the sensitive skin near her ear. Ji Wei's heart raced as she dazedly nodded her head, only to quickly regret it and shake her head instead, anxiously explaining, "I ate too much… It's not suitable to exercise right away."
This explanation… seemed even worse.
She hurriedly raised her eyes to glimpse at Mo Qian, the man's deep gaze quietly fixed on her.
"That's not what I meant, I was trying to say—"
