Just as Ji Wei hadn't even had time to feel smug, her entire body was suddenly lifted horizontally into the arms of Gu Moqian. The man's face was tense, and a stormy gloom loomed between his brows.
Damn it!
Three words popped into Ji Wei's mind.
Gu Moqian placed her on the bed, bent down, and single-handedly unbuttoned his shirt, his movements oozing deadly sensuality. His other hand slid up under the hem of Ji Wei's clothes...
Ji Wei screamed in alarm, hurriedly reaching out to smack his hand away. However, Gu Moqian had already unbuckled his belt and leaned down over her.
Before the man's lips could connect with hers, Ji Wei suddenly yelped in pain: "You're pressing on my foot! My foot hurts!"
Gu Moqian froze, his gaze dropping to trail along her beautiful legs. He saw her bare instep, red and swollen.
"It must've been stepped on at the fight ring," Ji Wei added as an afterthought.
