h4Chapter 248: Chapter 248 How Could You Possibly Hurt Me? I’m a Man/h4

    Ji Wei saw the situation and immediately her face flushed bright red.

    At this moment, she was still sprawled over Mo Qian’s body. Their intimately suggestive posture was enough to stir endless imaginations.

    Ji Wei stayed flustered for a while, her gaze catching sight of the vivid crimson on the man’s shoulder illuminated by the shlight. She quickly scrambled to get off him in a panic.

    Mo Qian’s wound needed to be tended to immediately!

    Inside the luxurious yacht.

    Chen Ke’s men were guarding outside. Ji Wei pulled out the medical emergency kit, urgently rummaging for bandages and disinfectant supplies.

    Mo Qian sat quietly to the side, watching the woman fumble about hectically.

    She probably wasn’t very skilled when it came to treating wounds or handling such matters—it suited her image as a proud youngdy. Yet seeing the worry and anxiety etched between her brows, Mo Qian felt something surge within his chest.

    The feeling of being cared for and cherished was truly heartwarming.

    Ji Wei didn’t dare look directly at the gruesome injury where the bullet had torn through flesh, simply ncing at it already made her feel pain on his behalf.

    She tried her best to ignore the coppery smell of blood hanging in the air, forcing herself to stay calm as she cleaned and disinfected the area around Mo Qian’s wound. Then she stopped the bleeding and carefully bandaged it.

    After finishing everything, a thinyer of sweat had formed on her forehead.

    From Mo Qian’s perspective, he could see the delicate sheen of sweat on Ji Wei’s upturned nose, her cheeks tinted a soft blush from tension and worry, her petite lips slightly parting and closing as she took shallow, nervous breaths.

    Every movement she madepletely captivated him.

    Ji Wei had just tied a knot on the bandage when she suddenly felt her body tip sideways, pulled forcefully into the man’s strong arms.

    "Don’t move around, you’re injured!"

    Ji Wei jumped in surprise and shot him a reproachful re as she looked up at him.

    Mo Qian’s eyes were filled with amusement. He lifted his sleeve and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead and nose tip, his movements tender yet deliberate.

    Underneath his hand, the woman’sshes fluttered slightly. Her clear ck-and-white eyes fixated on the white cuff of the shirt above her head.

    The man’s hand suddenly paused mid-motion, then abruptly leaned down and captured her lips in a kiss.

    Ji Wei froze, afraid that moving would aggravate his injury, so she remained perfectly still.

    She had been half-kneeling and leaning onto him to begin with. Coupled with the posture of tilting her neck upward to meet his kiss, the position was bing unbearably strenuous.

    Her hands gripped tightly onto the fabric of his shirt at his chest to keep herself from sliding downward.

    Just as Ji Wei felt her neck was about to give out, Mo Qian’srge palm suddenly cupped her hip.

    The warmth of his touch reached her even through the thin fabric, making her entire body shudder involuntarily.

    "Mm..."

    A soft, uncontrolled moan escaped her lips.

    Her slightly widened eyes didn’t escape Mo Qian’s notice. He brushed his lips across her cheek and murmured low and maic beside her ear, "Even wearing clothes, you’re this sensitive. Do you want me?"

    Thisment made Ji Wei’s face turn bright scarlet in an instant.

    She forcefully broke free of the man’s grip, attempting to pull herself away from him.

    As her hand pushed against him, Mo Qian let out a muffled groan.

    "I’m sorry! Mo Qian, did I hurt you?"

    Ji Wei quickly flustered into an apology, her hand hovering in front of him yet not daring to move anymore.

    She lifted her gaze in panic, noticing that there wasn’t a trace of pain on Mo Qian’s face. Instead, those deep, oceanic eyes of his carried an even stronger mischievous smile.

    Ji Wei suddenly had a nagging suspicion—was she being yed?

    Before she could dwell further, the man’s thin lips had somehow drawn close again. He nibbled lightly on her delicate earlobe, his voice rich and sultry, dripping with suggestiveness: "You think you could hurt me? I’m a man."

    Ji Wei: "..."

    Motherf—! Even while injured, he’s still so shameless. He’s going to be the death of her!