Chapter 26 Seven-Day Girlfriend, Can You Kiss Me?

When she returned to her dormitory on Sunday, Yang Xiuling sent her a message.

Are you really with him?

Jiang Chuyu simply replied: 【Mm.】

Yang Xiuling: [How do you feel now? Do you still like him?]

Taro: [I love it. Holding him makes me happy; my body and soul feel completely filled. It's just that sometimes I feel a little sad.]

Yang Xiuling: [Why?]

Taro: [Because I know I'll destroy him soon.]

Yang Xiuling noticed something was wrong with her mood and immediately asked, "Are you crying?"

Jiang Chuyu sniffed and replied: 【No.】

Yang Xiuling: [You've known him for a while now. What kind of person do you think he is?]

Jiang Chuyu repeated what she had said to her earlier at the Western restaurant.

Yang Xiuling: [Chu Yu, you're deliberately hiding this from me. Your opinion of him can't possibly be as shallow as it was before.]

Jiang Chuyu is no longer replying to messages.

Yang Xiuling had no way to deal with her.

【Let's change the subject. Are you really planning to marry Li Sen after graduation?】

Probably not.

【and you? 】

I'm trying to make my mom happy. You know, the job of a "daughter" is very competitive, and I need to show Jiang Shan that I still have value so she'll continue to invest in me.

That's all she had to say. There were many things she didn't need to explain clearly; Yang Xiuling would understand anyway.

Jiang Chuyu opened her personal account to check her savings.

Since she turned eighteen, she has saved more than six million yuan, which is about three million yuan a year. If she wants to live a completely comfortable life abroad, she would need to save at least twenty million yuan.

In conclusion, continued efforts are still needed.

Anyway, she's already played someone's "daughter" for many years, so playing Gu Zeming's "seven-day girlfriend" doesn't seem like a bad idea.

Before going to sleep, Jiang Chuyu put on a superb acting performance and sent Gu Zeming a special bedtime greeting.

Goodnight, darling. I love you.

A while later, a string of question marks came from the other end.

【？？？】

Jiang Chuyu was chilled.

Is there a problem? Why are you so cold? Don't you love me anymore?

I'm asking you to date me, not to act.

I wasn't acting; I'm learning to love you.

You don't need to learn; you already love me. The more you try to imitate, the less you'll resemble me.

[...]

Jiang Chuyu couldn't argue with him, so she sent a "sad" emoji.

Okay, I won't send you goodnight messages anymore.

[To be sent.]

No, what exactly does he want?!

Jiang Chuyu was so angry with him that she did a set of military-style boxing on the bed, and couldn't help but complain: "You're so hard to appease."

[Who said that? There's actually an easier way.]

Jiang Chuyu immediately became interested and eager to know: [What method?]

Give me a kiss.

It was so hot, and he kept saying things that made people thirsty, so Jiang Chuyu didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Two minutes later, Gu Zeming, having received no reply, sent her another message.

Should I turn on video?

Lights out time: Caiyan and Lin Yun were playing games together, Shi Qing was browsing Xiaohongshu (a Chinese social media platform), and no one was asleep.

Jiang Chuyu put on her headphones, quickly crawled into bed, and wrapped herself up tightly like a squirrel preparing for winter.

The blue light from the phone screen reflected on her face, and she couldn't hide the smile on her lips.

"Is it safe over there?" Gu Zeming's voice came through the earphone, deep and clear, with a unique gentleness in the quiet night.

Jiang Chuyu pulled her pajamas up a bit to make sure no light leaked out before starting a video call.

"It's safe now," she whispered, her eyes glued to the screen.

The moment the screen lit up, Jiang Chuyu's eyelids twitched.

On the other side of the screen, Gu Zeming was wearing dark gray pajamas, the neckline loosely open, revealing his collarbone and a small patch of his chest.

He usually wears shirts or T-shirts, exuding an abstinence-like aura, but now he looks... quite a sight to behold.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Gu Zeming touched his face in confusion, and the collar of his pajamas slipped open a little more with his movement.

Jiang Chuyu felt like a peeping tom, and subconsciously moved her phone further away, afraid that Gu Zeming would see her flushed cheeks on the screen.

"It's nothing, it's just a little hot."

"Is that so?"

Gu Zeming raised an eyebrow, deliberately holding his phone further away so the camera could capture more of the scene. "How about this, is it still hot?"

Jiang Chuyu's eyes widened, and remembering that he was now her boyfriend, she stared at him even more brazenly.

Gu Zeming's physique is not as burly and exaggerated as some fitness coaches. His muscles are solid, powerful, and aesthetically pleasing, making him look more like a male model.

Jiang Chuyu stared intently at the screen, the lines of his pectoral muscles faintly visible as they rose and fell with his breath, and the veins on his arms bulged on the surface of his skin.

She was engrossed in watching until Gu Zeming's voice pulled her back to reality.

Why are you drooling?

Jiang Chuyu hurriedly wiped her mouth, only to realize she had been tricked.

"You're so annoying!" she protested in a low voice.

Gu Zeming's lips curved into a smile. He suddenly leaned closer to the camera and said in a low, husky voice, "Look if you want, it's all yours anyway."

It's truly hard to imagine that they could lie in bed without batting an eye and discuss the ownership of his body.

"I'm a respectable person, who...who wants to see you?" Jiang Chuyu stammered in rebuttal, her argument completely unconvincing.

Gu Zeming's smile deepened.

He adjusted his position and leaned against the headboard.

From this angle, Jiang Chuyu could even see the outline of his abdominal muscles.

"It's such a waste that you wear so many clothes all the time." She blurted out her thoughts and immediately froze.

Gu Zeming didn't care, "You've been lusting after my body from the beginning, if you're not dressed warmly enough, wouldn't you be..."

"Shut up!"

Jiang Chuyu buried her face in the pillow, leaving only her eyes staring at the screen.

She never imagined she would be so powerless against his physique.

Anyway, it's all his fault.

The two chatted idly for over ten minutes, one sentence after another, until Jiang Chuyu was really too sleepy.

Gu Zeming didn't want to disturb her rest, so after asking her what time she would be coming downstairs the next morning, he ended the video call.

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The next morning, the alarm clock rang precisely at 6:45, and Jiang Chuyu reflexively reached out to turn it off.

Afraid of waking her sleeping roommates, she quietly climbed out of bed and began to wash up in the dim morning light.

"Why did you get up so early today?" Caiyan peeked out from under the covers, her voice still heavy with sleepiness.

"I have something to do today."

Jiang Chuyu made up an excuse, quickly washed up, and checked herself in the mirror.

A white T-shirt and jeans look as ordinary as can be.

After hesitating for a moment, I took a black mask out of the drawer, stuffed it into my pocket, and then went out with my bag on my back.

In the early morning, the air is filled with the scent of dew and green grass.

Jiang Chuyu walked quickly down the dormitory steps, her heart beating faster than usual.

In the distance, I saw a familiar figure leaning against a row of bicycles, carrying a plastic bag in his hand.

From the moment she stepped out of the dormitory, Gu Zeming's gaze remained fixed on her.

Jiang Chuyu looked around nervously, and only after confirming that there were no familiar faces around did she jog over.

"How long have you been waiting?" she asked as she took the plastic bag he handed her. Inside was a warm egg pancake and a cup of soy milk.

"Not long." Gu Zeming naturally reached out to tidy her bangs that had been ruffled by the wind. His fingertips brushed against her forehead unintentionally, bringing a subtle electric sensation.

Jiang Chuyu opened the plastic bag, and the rich aroma of soy sauce spread into the air.

She suddenly realized something and looked around warily: "Let's not stand in such an obvious place, what if we get discovered..."

Halfway through her sentence, Gu Zeming suddenly grabbed her wrist, turned around, and led her behind a large tree on the side of the dormitory building.

This secluded corner is hidden by dense foliage and is almost invisible from the main road.

"No one can see us now." His voice was tinged with laughter, and before she could react, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

A very light kiss, devoid of any passion, brushing her lips as lightly as a feather.

"Don't do this." Jiang Chuyu was startled and pushed him away, frantically pulling a mask out of her pocket and putting it on, then pulling down the brim of her baseball cap. "Are you crazy? What if someone sees us?"

Gu Zeming frowned slightly and reached out to ruffle her hair.

His palms were broad and strong, and Jiang Chuyu's body swayed from side to side as he kneaded her. Even through her hat, she could feel the warmth of his palms.

"Even without a formal title, there should be some compensation, right, Miss Jiang?"

"Nonsense." Jiang Chuyu muttered softly, but still couldn't help but move closer to him. "We agreed to keep it a secret from everyone else. Don't forget our promise."

"I know." Gu Zeming chuckled and pushed his bicycle over. "Get on, I'll take you to the teaching building."

Jiang Chuyu hesitated for a moment, then finally compromised and sat sideways in the car, grabbing his clothes and deliberately keeping a distance.

"Hold on tighter." Gu Zeming turned to look at her. "I'm going to speed up."

The bicycle shot off as soon as the words were spoken.

Jiang Chuyu exclaimed in surprise and instinctively wrapped her arms around his waist.

Hearing his muffled laughter, Jiang Chuyu angrily bumped her forehead against his back.

"I've noticed that sometimes you really don't act like a senior at all."

"I never intended to just be your senior."

"Morally corrupt."

Jiang Chuyu cursed at him and gently pressed her face against his back.

A gentle breeze brushed past my ears, carrying the refreshing coolness unique to early summer.

She could faintly smell the scent of laundry detergent on him.

At that moment, she almost forgot all her worries and concerns, and only wanted time to stand still.

"We're here." Gu Zeming stopped in front of the teaching building, bracing himself with one foot to steady the car.

Jiang Chuyu quickly jumped out of the car and looked around to make sure there were no acquaintances.

"Thank you for breakfast." Her eyes crinkled into a gentle smile. "I'll be going now."

"Wait a minute." Gu Zeming called out to her, taking out a delicate little box from his backpack. "Here you go, I saw it at a dessert shop yesterday."

Jiang Chuyu took the box and opened it.

Inside is a cookie shaped like a cat's head, which is quite adorable.

A warmth filled her heart. She looked up and met Gu Zeming's dark eyes.

A "thank you" stuck in her throat. She suddenly had an impulse to take off her mask and kiss him again, but reason quickly prevailed.

"I'm leaving now, see you at noon."

Jiang Chuyu finished speaking hastily, turned around, and walked quickly toward the teaching building.

After taking a few steps, I couldn't help but look back again.

Gu Zeming remained standing, watching her go.

When he saw her turn around, his lips moved slightly.

See you at noon.

As Jiang Chuyu entered the teaching building, she suddenly heard someone call her name from behind.

She froze, slowly turned around, and saw Meng Xiang and Wei Xue looking in her direction.

"What a coincidence, we just arrived and saw you." Meng Xiang smiled, her gaze passing over her shoulder as she curiously looked outside. "Who was that just now...?"

Jiang Chuyu's mind went blank for a moment.

Unexpectedly, Meng Xiang and Wei Xue witnessed this scene. She forced herself to calm down and forced a natural smile: "Oh, you mean that person just now? A friend, I asked him to give me a ride since it was on my way."

"Really?" Meng Xiang looked at her suspiciously. "But you two seem to know each other quite well."

"You must have misread it." Jiang Chuyu's heart was pounding, but she pretended to be relaxed. "I'm going to be late. I have to go to the classroom now. We'll talk next time."