Chapter 57 A Different Doctor Gu

As soon as the words fell.

Gu Chaoyu kissed her.

Strong, hot, and cannot be rejected or retreated.

Lin Muci's mind was blank, and all his thinking ability was completely plundered by this kiss.

He just felt dizzy.

I don't know when the light in the study went out.

The sound of messy footsteps, mixed with suppressed breathing, stumbled all the way from the study to the bedroom.

Finally, all sounds merged into a soft sink.

The moonlight quietly penetrates through the window screen, dimly reflecting the overlapping figures on the bed.

In the darkness, Gu Chaoyu's voice that seduced "Ci"'s mind sounded again.

"Mu Ci, do you remember where 'Guan Yuan Xue' is?"

"Three inches below the navel."

"Teacher Gu will teach you one last time. Remember it carefully..."

In response to him, Lin Muci suppressed a soft moan in his throat.

Orange (number two) outside the bedroom door: [Meow?! (What are you poop scoopers doing? I haven't even gone in yet!!)]

…

This night is very long.

Lin Muci finally gained a new and profound understanding of "the benevolent heart of a doctor" and "the mysteries of the human body."

the next day.

Lin Muci woke up with a wave of soreness.

He moved.

It felt like my whole body was falling apart.

Especially the waist, it doesn’t feel like my own anymore.

As soon as he moved, the person behind him immediately tightened his arms and held him tighter.

The warm and strong chest pressed tightly against his back.

The aura belonging to Gu Chaoyu completely enveloped him.

Those chaotic and crazy fragments of last night flooded into Lin Muci's mind uncontrollably.

He was so embarrassed that he wanted to turn back into an orange cat and run away on the spot.

But he didn't dare to move, buried his face in the pillow, and tried to play dead.

However, a chuckle from above his head ruthlessly pierced through his disguise.

Then, a gentle kiss landed on the back of his head.

"woke up?"

Gu Chaoyu's voice still had the hoarseness of the early morning, and perhaps if you listened carefully you could detect a hint of sarcasm.

"Our writer Xiaolin studied too hard last night."

"Do you need your own consultant..."

He dragged out the last syllable, and his warm breath brushed Lin Muci's ear.

"...provide you with a professional massage therapy service?"

"Come help you relax?!"

Lin Muci's face turned even redder.

He could even imagine the mischievous yet doting expression on Gu Chaoyu's face at that moment.

He made a muffled protest from his pillow.

Gu Chaoyu chuckled, put his arm under his armpit, and with his other hand supported his knee, he easily lifted him up sideways.

"Okay, go wash up first."

"The massage service will be provided later."

“Guaranteed to be comfortable!”

When Lin Muci was carried into the bathroom by Gu Chaoyu and was enjoying his meticulous "loving service", in the room outside, Gu Chaoyu's cell phone, which had been left on the bedside table, suddenly rang.

The crisp ringing sound echoed in the bedroom.

But the two people in the bathroom didn't hear anything at all.

When the two came out of the bathroom, the ringing had already stopped.

Gu Chaoyu carefully placed Lin Muci on the edge of the bed and turned to get clean clothes.

Lin Muci inadvertently glanced at the mobile phone screen on the bedside table that suddenly lit up.

There was a missed call reminder.

On the caller ID, two words were clearly displayed:

"Gu Ming".

Just then, Gu Chaoyu came back with clothes.

His gaze also followed Lin Muci and fell on the phone screen.

The gentle and doting smile on Gu Chaoyu's face disappeared in an instant.

That was an expression Lin Muci had never seen before.

Cold.

alienation.

At this moment, Gu Chaoyu seemed to have opened an invisible protective shield, isolating him from the entire world.

A trace of uneasiness quietly crept into Lin Muci's heart.

[Gu Ming…]

Who is it?

Gu Chaoyu picked up his cell phone, walked straight to the balcony, and closed the balcony door casually.

Gu Chaoyu had his back to him. Lin Muci couldn't see his expression, but he could hear his voice.

"What's up?"

I don’t know what was said on the other end of the phone, and Gu Chaoyu was silent for a few seconds.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me."

"The clinic is very busy and I don't have time."

A few more short and indifferent responses.

The entire call took no more than a minute.

Lin Muci stood at the door of the bedroom, still wearing the loose T-shirt that Gu Chaoyu had given him. He unconsciously clutched the corners of the shirt so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

He felt distressed.

He had never heard Gu Chaoyu speak in this tone.

After hanging up the phone, Gu Chaoyu stood on the balcony for a while before opening the door and walking in.

The low pressure from him almost made the air in the entire bedroom stagnant.

When he saw Lin Muci's worried eyes, a crack seemed to appear on his cold armor.

He walked to the bed, ruffled Lin Muci's hair, and said with a forced smile.

"An insignificant phone call."

It doesn’t matter…

Lin Muci was a little panicked.

This was the first time that Gu Chaoyu built up defenses against him after they were together.

The feeling of being excluded made Lin Muci feel a little helpless.

He wanted to ask.

I want to hug him.

I wanted to tell him that no matter what happened, he would be with him.

However, when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

He is afraid.

He was afraid that his further questioning would uncover the wound that Gu Chaoyu didn't want to be touched.

He could only watch Gu Chaoyu change his clothes silently, and watched him walk into the study, as if nothing had happened, and picked up a medical book to read.

But Lin Muci knew that things were different.

He had no time to think about the plot of the new book.

All I could think about was Gu Chaoyu’s cold back standing on the balcony, and the words “You don’t have to worry about it.”

He hesitated for a moment and thought about it.

Got it!

A familiar white light flashed by.

A chubby orange cat walked into the study quietly.

Lin Xiaomiao jumped lightly onto the desk, moved closer to Gu Chaoyu's hand, and rubbed the back of his hand with her furry head.

【Brother Xiaoyu, don't be unhappy. 】

[Look, there's a cat for you to pet.]

【Touch me and your mood will improve! 】

This is his tried and tested trick.

In the past, whenever he turned into a cat, Gu Chaoyu's attention would be drawn to him, and then he would hug him and suck him hard.

However, this time...

Gu Chaoyu just glanced at him, then reached out and absentmindedly touched his back twice.

His eyes were still staring blankly at the book.

Cat's healing magic, for the first time...

It’s invalid.

Lin Xiaomiao's cat ears drooped listlessly.

He lay quietly beside Gu Chaoyu's arm and didn't move.

Okay.

Even if I can't make him happy, at least I can accompany him like this.

The atmosphere at home was a bit depressing all day.

Although Gu Chaoyu cooked on time, took care of him, and even remembered to give him his favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, he was absent-minded.

Naturally, Lin Muci could not continue his creation.