CHAPTER 360: CHAPTER 360: WHERE IS IT ITCHING?

Early in the morning, Ji Wei woke up feeling soreness in her back and waist.

Even though they had agreed to hold back for a few days, someone clearly didn’t keep their promise.

She steadied her aching lower back as she climbed out of bed, only to see the man already dressed impeccably, standing tall and dignified, his handsome face showing no trace of exhaustion from last night’s chaos.

Noticing the woman’s slightly resentful gaze, Mo Qian leaned over with a faint smirk, looked at her, and asked, "Want me to massage it for you?"

"You know how to?" Ji Wei asked in disbelief, clearly skeptical.

Mo Qian didn’t answer and simply took her hand, leading her to the sofa.

"You... really want to massage me?" Ji Wei was still somewhat incredulous.

A man as distinguished as Mo Qian massaging her—it was hard to wrap her head around it.

"Lie down," he said gently.

Having no other choice, Ji Wei grabbed a pillow and tucked it under her elbows before lying down.

The man’s slender, fair hands worked with just the right pressure on her waist, creating a sensation so comfortable that Ji Wei couldn’t help but feel startled.

How did he acquire such skilled techniques? When did he learn this?

"Mo Qian, how do you know how to do this?"

Mo Qian’s movements paused for a moment. "Grandma always had back pain. Whenever I visited her at the Gu Mansion, I would massage her a bit."

His voice was calm, but Ji Wei felt a pang in her heart upon hearing it.

After the car accident that claimed Grandma’s life, he hadn’t been able to see her one last time. That had always been Mo Qian’s unresolved pain, hadn’t it?

Bringing up his sorrowful memories unexpectedly, Ji Wei felt apologetic. "Mo Qian, that’s enough, really. I’m not that fragile," she said, attempting to sit up, only to be stopped by Mo Qian. "Stay still and lie down."

Ji Wei couldn’t help but smile. "Honestly, it’s not even as intense as last time..."

Hearing this, Mo Qian leaned closer, lifting her chin with his hand. "Why does it sound like you’re complaining about last night?"

"No, absolutely not."

Ji Wei quickly shook her head.

With one hand still resting on her waist, seemingly dissatisfied with her answer, Mo Qian suddenly tickled her. Ji Wei couldn’t help but burst out laughing. "Hahaha... Stop, stop! It’s too ticklish... I’m dying of laughter..."

"Where is it ticklish?"

The man pressed on relentlessly.

Ji Wei was both amused and exasperated by his playful teasing.

Even at a moment like this, he had the time to be mischievous!

"My waist... Hahaha, my waist..." Ji Wei laughed so hard she was gasping for breath.

The next moment, her entire body was suddenly flipped over by Mo Qian. He leaned over her, gazing into her eyes, their clarity like rippling water. Her face was still lit up with a smile, the curve of her lips alluring like ripe fruit glistening with morning dew...

He leaned in closer.

Just as he was about to brush against her sweet, inviting lips, a sudden and ill-timed knock on the door echoed through the room.

Both of them turned to look at the door simultaneously, only to see Xi Nanfeng standing in the doorway. "Old Mo, staying in bed late isn’t a good habit. You two need to come down for breakfast..."

Xi Nanfeng’s eyes widened in utter shock when he saw what was happening on the sofa, nearly popping out of his sockets.

This was outrageously bold, wasn’t it?

This kind of tension-laden scene first thing in the morning—it was more stimulating than any action movie!

Xi Nanfeng quickly turned around, his body stiffening in a "didn’t see anything" mode. "Are you kidding me, Old Mo? First thing in the morning, you hit me with this kind of emotional blast!"

Mo Qian slowly sat up straight, smoothing out his slightly rumpled shirt with a composed expression. "Weiwei was feeling sore, so I was giving her a massage—what’s the issue?"

Who’s he kidding?

You were practically all over her, okay?

Xi Nanfeng slowly turned his head back and grumbled, "Seriously, can’t you two tone it down a bit? I’m still sleeping next door, you know."

Mo Qian let out a soft chuckle. "Your snoring last night was louder than thunder. We were the ones suffering because of it."