CHAPTER 116: CHAPTER 116: IT’S SOMETHING THAT WOULD GET A REACTION OUT OF ANY MAN.

The skirt was already short, and in this position, her white panties were visible. His large hand was on her leg, and the skin there felt like it was burning.

She was wondering what he would do next, torn between giving in or staying rational. At that moment, his thin lips parted and he spoke...

"Don’t wear such short skirts. Any man who sees it will have a reaction."

Did she dress like this when she was with Gu Moming?

Even though he was feeling an unbearable urge below, he still maintained a rational demeanor. His hand slowly relaxed, but it continued to lightly brush against her skin, subtly sliding under her skirt.

Hearing his words, Gu Qimiao immediately felt deeply embarrassed. She quickly stood up and ran off, in such a rush that she didn’t even put on the slippers by his side. She bumped into a chair, tightly holding her skirt, and ran out without looking back.

Shen Yanchen looked down at the small tent forming in his pants, frowning deeply.

He could remain unaffected when teased by other women, but just looking at her made him react...

The first thing Gu Qimiao did when she returned to her room was find a set of long-sleeved and long-legged pajamas and hurried into the bathroom to change. Even though it was hot, she covered herself up.

She always wore that kind of nightgown in the summer. Gu Moming had never said anything about it, so she never knew that it could affect men.

She had thought he was moved by passion just now, but it turned out he was only warning her. Luckily, she didn’t try to kiss him, or it would have been extremely embarrassing.

Because of this, Gu Qimiao didn’t dare to look him in the eye for several days, avoiding his gaze when they talked. Even when they ate together, she hurriedly shoveled food into her mouth, finishing as quickly as possible.

"Brother Yan Chen... I’m going to work now."

Before Shen Yanchen could respond, she had already changed her shoes and left the house.

The weather forecast said it would rain today. He looked at the umbrella by the door but didn’t remind her to take it, thinking that this way, he would have a good reason to pick her up in the afternoon.

He had noticed her avoiding him for the past few days, feeling uneasy because of what happened the other day. He wasn’t sure if it was due to shyness or discomfort around him. If Gu Moming did the same thing, would she avoid him too?

But at least the warning worked. She hadn’t worn short skirts for days, mostly in jeans. Today was a bit hot, so she wore a skirt, but it was long, reaching just above her ankles, giving a poetic look.

While driving to work, he even saw her waiting at the bus stop. She didn’t notice him, and he didn’t stop the car, driving straight ahead, his gaze lingering on her in the rearview mirror until she was out of sight.

As soon as Gu Qimiao arrived at the bus stop, Gu Moming called to ask her to pick out furniture together.

Now that her personal art exhibition was over and she had the money, she couldn’t find any more excuses to delay.

She called Fang Shaobei to ask for leave and went to the furniture market with Gu Moming.

He was still using crutches but looked as energetic as ever.

They wandered around the furniture market all morning. Gu Qimiao selected things casually without much care, as his foot hadn’t fully healed, and he couldn’t walk too much.

As they walked out of the furniture store, the sky had already turned gloomy, but it didn’t affect Gu Moming’s mood at all: "In two weeks, you’ll probably be able to move in."

Gu Qimiao felt a bit disheartened. Two weeks meant the countdown between her and him would start again...