Gu Jiao noticed that a brazier had been lit in her room; it must have been kindled early as the room was very warm.
She had been staying at the Medical Hall these past few days, and it wouldn’t be any different tonight.
Had he lit the brazier just because she was going to have a few words with him in this room?
Was he worried she might be cold?
Although Gu Jiao’s body wasn’t susceptible to the cold now, she still couldn’t help but smile.
Xiao Hen finished adjusting the wick and turned around, only to be caught off guard by her gazing at him dreamily with her hands propping up her cheeks.
Xiao Hen: "..."
With an utterly composed expression, Xiao Hen sat down opposite Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao looked at him openly, "What did you want to talk about with me?"
Xiao Hen, ignoring her intense gaze, said earnestly, "The matter regarding Mo Qianxue."
Gu Jiao sounded a sound of realization, "How do you know Mo Qianxue?" She didn’t remember ever introducing Mo Qianxue to him.
Xiao Hen said indifferently, "How could I not take an interest in a patient living in my wife’s room?"
Gu Jiao blinked and propped up her cheeks with both hands, "Are you getting jealous?" ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
"No," Xiao Hen flatly denied.
You sleep with me every night!
Gu Jiao curled her lips into a smile, stood up, leaned across the table, and suddenly brought her face close to his.
At this distance, she could see his thick and slightly trembling eyelashes, and hear his breath becoming tense because of her sudden proximity.
Xiao Hen, who always had a thick face in the Yamen, was easily embarrassed in front of those close to him, especially Gu Jiao.
He lowered his eyes to avoid her gaze, but couldn’t escape her enticing presence. She wasn’t really doing anything, yet she had an allure that could easily captivate a man’s heart and mind.
Smack!
Gu Jiao kissed him on the cheek.
Xiao Hen’s body stiffened, and he instinctively looked at Gu Jiao. At such a close distance, he met her fervent eyes.
His heart felt like it had been struck, missing a beat.
"My husband looks so handsome when he’s jealous."
After speaking, she sat back down with a slight curve to her lips.
Xiao Hen’s cheeks were burning hot, feeling like they were on fire where she had kissed him.
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