Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 250: Chapter 250 Am I a Flood Beast? Why Are You Staying So Far Away from Me?

Mo Qian would never let Ji Wei sleep on the sofa.

"The sofa’s not an option." The man’s tone was firm.

"But..."

"Sleep on the bed."

"You’re the patient. How could I possibly squeeze onto the bed with you?" Ji Wei retorted.

"Then go back with Chen Ke," Mo Qian said, his expression serious.

Ji Wei fell silent, standing there with her head lowered, staring at her toes.

Chen Ke, standing at the door: "..."

This situation didn’t seem very suitable for actually dragging the lady away, right?

The two of them remained in a standoff like that.

Eventually, it was Mo Qian who gave in first. He sat down by the bed and patted the spot beside him: "Come sit."

Ji Wei obediently walked over and sat down.

The man extended his well-defined fingers, lifted her chin, and stared intently into the defiance in her eyes. "What am I supposed to do with you?"

There was an unmistakable tenderness in his tone.

"As long as you don’t make me go back, anything’s fine," Ji Wei replied decisively.

Mo Qian’s elegant brow arched slightly. "Oh? Even if I keep you here and deal with you right now?" noveldrama

Ji Wei’s eyes immediately widened, and as if suddenly recalling something, she quickly turned her head to glance around. She found that Chen Ke, at some point, had already closed the door. Only then did she let out a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness, thank goodness. These embarrassing words hadn’t been overheard by a third party!

Ji Wei took a deep breath, doing her best to appear composed, then nodded earnestly. "Sure, as long as you’re still capable."

With a gunshot wound, she didn’t believe he could actually do anything to her!

The man suddenly reached out, pulling her into his arms with one swift motion. His gaze locked onto the crumbling of her composed façade as his lips curled into a faint smile. "You really underestimate your husband’s abilities. How about we test them right now—"

"N-no, let’s not..." The woman chickened out in an instant, blurting out without thinking.

Having just barely managed to escape Mo Qian’s grip, Ji Wei muttered inwardly in frustration. How could he still be so strong with just one hand? Then, with an awkward laugh, she said, "Your abilities are impressive; I’ve already experienced that firsthand. Um... I’m really sleepy. I should go to bed!"

After finishing her words, Ji Wei stood up swiftly. In one quick motion, she kicked off her shoes. Just as she was about to undress, she suddenly felt an intensely heated gaze on her. She turned her head abruptly, her hand freezing on the zipper of her clothes.

"Uh... I think it’s warmer to sleep with my clothes on, so I won’t take them off, okay?"

There weren’t any pajamas here. Her options were either to sleep fully dressed or... sleep naked.

Ji Wei bit her lip lightly. In the end, she decided to take off just her shoes and socks before climbing into Mo Qian’s hospital bed.

She tried her best to sleep on the farthest edge of the bed, making an effort to leave as much space in the middle as possible so she wouldn’t accidentally touch Mo Qian’s wound while sleeping.

Pulling the quilt up to her neck and wrapping herself up tightly, Ji Wei immediately shut her eyes.

"Am I some kind of wild beast? Why are you sleeping so far away from me?" A low voice drifted over from nearby.

Ji Wei remained perfectly still, pretending not to have heard anything.

The Presidential Suite suddenly fell into absolute silence.

Just as Ji Wei thought Mo Qian had finally let her off the hook and was secretly feeling relieved, an arm suddenly snaked around her waist.

Startled, Ji Wei’s eyes snapped open. Before she could react, Mo Qian had already pulled her over with one hand.

"Sleeping with so many clothes on, are you serious?" Mo Qian frowned in mild displeasure.

Ji Wei was about to explain, but before she could, the man spoke again: "We’re an old married couple. Why are you still so shy? Do you think there’s a part of your body I haven’t seen already?"

"..." She was only trying to avoid overwhelming his senses, to make sure things didn’t spiral out of control!

She was doing this for his sake, wasn’t she?

Gunshot wounds were no trivial matter!

"Take it off."

His voice left no room for argument. As he spoke, his long, slender fingertips had already reached the zipper of her tight-fitting top.