<h4>Chapter 273: Chapter 273: The Two Bodies Clung Tightly Together</h4>
A quick tongue may be thrilling in the moment.
Ji Wei froze in ce, realizing the gravity of what she had just confessed.
Suddenly, she felt a tight embrace around her waist—a pair of hot hands sped her slender figure firmly. It was only then that Ji Wei snapped her gaze to the man beside her.
Gu Moqian pulled her into his arms from behind, his low, husky voice brushing against her ear: "Did you know? I’ve been holding back for days now."
The heat of his palm against her waist felt like a branding iron, and his darkly seductive words sent a flush straight to Ji Wei’s cheeks.
"No, you’re still injured," Ji Wei stated firmly, her voice full of moral conviction.
"With the right position..."
Gu Moqian’s voice grew raspier, making Ji Wei tremble uncontrobly.
Realizing that continuing this topic might lead them down a dangerous path, Ji Wei quickly tried to break free from his embrace. "Mo Qian, we can talk about this when we get back... Mm..."
Before she could finish, Gu Moqian dipped his head abruptly, sealing her lips with his own.
His lips were soft, carrying a subtle and elegant taste. The kiss came on cool yet fervent, and Ji Wei’s mind suddenly stopped functioning.
The garden courtyard was quiet, with dim and faint streetlights casting shadows amidst the asional chirp of autumn insects.
Lost in Gu Moqian’s kisses, Ji Wei felt as though the entire world had shrunk to just the two of them.
One of Gu Moqian’s hands cradled the back of her head, while the other gripped her waist tightly. His kisses grew increasingly fervent.
Ji Wei’s lips parted, surrendering to his agile tongue as it delved deep, sweeping through her every corner.
Soft moans escaped her lips without her realizing.
Their bodies pressed tightly together, and Ji Wei soon noticed the undeniable response from the man. Startled, she instinctively tried to push him away.
In the dim night, the mes in Gu Moqian’s eyes seemed to leap and flicker.
"Mo Qian... We can’t..."
Ji Wei ced a hand against his firm chest, though she didn’t dare use too much force, fearing it might aggravate the injury near his shoulder.
Torn between savoring his intoxicating presence and a nervous sense of panic, her heart raced wildly.
Just as she found herself at a loss, voices steadily approached from a distance, startling Ji Wei enough that she trembled all over.
Finally determined, she pushed him away, gasping softly as she whispered urgently, "Mo Qian... Someone’sing!"
Gu Moqian looked at the woman’s flushed cheeks, his fiery gaze unquenched. In the next moment, he grabbed her waist and swiftly led her behind the nearbyrge tree.
Ji Wei leaned her back against the rough bark of the tree trunk, while Gu Moqian pressed close against her.
There was only this tree to serve as temporary cover. If the streetlights hadn’t been so dim, they could be discovered at any moment.
Nervous tension made sweat bead on Ji Wei’s palms, her heartbeat thundering wildly in the quiet of the night.
Gu Moqian lowered his gaze, meeting the woman’s bright, unsettled eyes. The faint fragrance of her hair tickled his senses, and her porcinplexion seemed to hold a strange, enchanting allure under the night’s shadows.
Their closeness only amplified the sensation—Ji Wei’s softness against his chest stirred an intense impulse rising from the depths of his abdomen. Gu Moqian’s Adam’s apple bobbed discreetly.
"Mo Qian, are we really safe hiding here?" Ji Wei asked, worry coloring her tone.
As the approaching voices grew clearer, Gu Moqian raised a finger, signaling her to stay silent. His gaze shifted to the two figures walking along the path, and his pupils subtly contracted.
"I’ve booked tickets for tomorrow morning’s flight. You’reing back to Britain with me." Gu Zhizhou walked leisurely down the path, hands sped behind him.
"I don’t want to go back."
Nan Huiru followed beside him, muttering in protest.