CHAPTER 124: CHAPTER 124: HER FRACTURED WORDS OF WARNING

The man had already taken off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and unbuttoned three buttons at the collar, revealing a broad expanse of muscular chest.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, exuding a strong masculine pheromone.

Compared to her sudden nervousness, he appeared natural and at ease.

Hearing the footsteps, he looked up from his phone screen, and when he saw her, his thin lips curved into a smile of indulgence and undisguised charm, "Come here."

He naturally tossed aside the phone, picked up the hairdryer beside him, ready to blow dry her hair.

It wasn’t the first time he was blow-drying her hair, or rather, he had lost count of how many times he had blown her hair; every night after her bath, he would always have the hairdryer ready as if it were his full-time job.

Over the course of a month and a half of being together, she had become accustomed to his care, but tonight she felt uneasy.

"What are you standing there for, come here." He urged her again.

Gu Jiayin walked over and sat with her back to him.

The sound of the hairdryer was not loud, and the wind speed was just right, as his fingers gently threaded through her hair.

Gu Jiayin remained silent, her head bowed in silence until he withdrew the hairdryer, and long fingers swept away the hair covering her face, making her look up at him.

Sheng Qianchi’s rich laughter echoed in the quiet room, "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing."

Gu Jiayin made great efforts to maintain indifference, turned, went to the other side of the bed, pulled back the blanket, and lay down, flipping over to give him her back, closing her eyes quickly.

There was only one bed here, one blanket, and he had been sleeping on the floor next to her bed for a month and a half; she really had no reason to ask him to sleep on the floor again tonight, as that would truly seem inhumane.

Alright, since sharing a bed was inevitable, she would fall asleep before he finished showering, so it wouldn’t be awkward.

Having lived and shared meals for a month and a half with her, Sheng Qianchi could surely see through her little thoughts, smiled but didn’t say much, grabbed some clothes, and went into the bathroom.

She wanted to pretend to sleep, so let her sleep.

Yes, he did not intend to sleep on the floor.

After Sheng Qianchi entered the bathroom, Gu Jiayin tried hard to fall asleep quickly but couldn’t, as something was on her mind.

She had already obtained Dou Chuanyan’s lip pattern.

Indeed, when Wei Yang and Qin Zhennan were busy helping Dou Chuanyan and Qin Xueyao simultaneously, she had switched the card with Dou Chuanyan’s lip print into a plastic bag for safekeeping, and the one returned to Wei Yang was a different card.

She had in her hands the first level of the password, but as for the second level...

When she and Wei Yang were in close proximity, her specially trained dark eyes detected a huge secret from his eyes, where his right eye was a fake one.

This fake eye was highly realistic; without special training and not observing it closely, it was impossible to detect.

Wei Yang’s fake eye had something of great significance, in simpler terms, it was an advanced electronic eye, with functions unimaginably powerful, but only by removing it and studying it could its true capabilities be understood.

It was said that Dou Chuanyan’s success lay in his decades-long prowess, acquiring a group of loyal subordinates willing to die for him, so for Wei Yang to willingly gouge out his eye and implant a fake one to protect Dou Chuanyan was not surprising.

Wei Yang had previously mentioned that only he and Dou Chuanyan knew the password to the Eagle Emperor Insurance Building, thus she believed the second level of the password was hidden in that fake eye.

However, obtaining Wei Yang’s fake eye would not be easier than getting Dou Chuanyan’s lip pattern; today it was purely by coincidence due to a fortunate situation that she procured Dou Chuanyan’s lip print.

As she pondered, tossing and turning restlessly, Sheng Qianchi came out from the bathroom, and she was still awake.

Sheng Qianchi, dressed in a black robe, grabbed a white towel, casually drying his hair, and noticed the woman lying on the bed pretending to sleep, a silent smile curling his lips.

After all, having shared a room for a month and a half, he could distinguish whether she was truly asleep or just pretending.

However, he did not intend to expose her.

He had guessed her thoughts but chose not to interfere.

In his mind, the concept of Blood Tears Jade didn’t exist; he merely assumed she sought to steal the Qin Family’s treasures from the Eagle Emperor Insurance Building in pursuit of revenge against the Qin Family.

He had no interest in stealing treasures, nor was he confident in breaking through the Eagle Emperor’s security system, so if she wanted to play games, he would just ensure she wouldn’t get hurt.

Gu Jiayin quietly closed her eyes, wishing for time to pass swiftly, wishing the man would quickly turn off the lights, plunging the space into darkness, thus avoiding those annoying awkward moments.

It would be best to immediately enter sleep until dawn so that upon waking, they both could forget about sharing the bed for the night.

Soon, with her stiffening, the other side of the bed sank as Sheng Qianchi lifted the blanket to lie down beside her, an intense masculine vigor mingled with the faint scent of shower gel, engulfing her like a tide.

Gu Jiayin felt particularly tortured, closing her eyes even tighter and trying even harder to hypnotize herself, desperately wishing to fall asleep immediately.

Fortunately, Sheng Qianchi finally reached out and turned off the main light in the room, leaving only a bedside lamp with a warm orange glow.

The room was dim, yet filled with a warm intimacy.

Sheng Qianchi naturally had no intention of sleeping; merely looking at her evoked a strong desire, inevitably reminding him of the night they were entwined. Besides, lying in the same bed, she was so close, and the faint orchid-like fragrance she exuded beguiled his senses every second.

He slightly tilted his head, gazing at the serene and lightly breathing woman.

Her long hair cascaded like a waterfall, black strands spread across the pillow, her body beneath the thin blanket graceful in its curves.

He had slept alone since birth, solitary from a young age, never imagining that one day, a woman would lie beside him and together they would endure the long night.

At that moment, he felt as if she was the rib he was missing; if she didn’t become one with him, his chest would ache, the pain spreading, until it reached every part of his body.

On a whim, he reached out to caress her long hair.

Her hair, dark and straight, covered almost the entire pillow.

With hair tips brushing against his face, it teased him, prompting him to kiss along the hair to the roots, finally kissing her earlobe, his warm breath enveloping her ear canal.

From his first subtle movements, Gu Jiayin sensitively became aware but didn’t want to provoke more awkwardness, thinking that if he didn’t overstep, she would pretend not to know, but he became more excessive.

Just as she was about to warn him not to cross the line, her body was suddenly pulled over, crashing into his scorching chest, his unrestrained kisses landing, capturing her lips.

The words of warning she had prepared shattered with the kiss.