She stared at Mo Qian's actions, completely entranced. Her fingers by her side twitched slightly, betraying Ji Wei's inner tension.
"Have you had dinner?" Mo Qian suddenly turned his head and glanced at the woman, his voice low as he asked. He unbuttoned the shirt at his chest, revealing a hint of healthy, honey-toned skin. His firm chest muscles were particularly alluring.
Ji Wei met the man's gaze and instantly felt a wave of heat, quickly averting her face and shaking her head awkwardly. "Not yet..."
"Alright, I'll have someone send some food up." Mo Qian bent down, his slender fingers picking up the phone on the coffee table, and walked to the side to call the hotel staff.
After placing the order, he walked back and said, "I'm going to take a shower. When dinner arrives, you can eat first."
