Chapter 61 Shame

The hustle and bustle of the city faded away, and warm light flowed into the high-end apartment, filled with the tempting aroma of food.

Beneath this warmth, there is a subtle and tense atmosphere.

Ji Yunzhou is doubting the ghost's life.

In the restaurant, Gu Yuan was slowly cutting a steak, glancing towards the bedroom from time to time with an irrepressible smile on his lips.

God knows what kind of wonderful expression appeared on Ji Yunzhou's icy face when he proposed the "settlement condition".

Shame and struggle finally turned into helpless indulgence.

Well, that’s right, it’s just “indulgence”.

Ji Yunzhou said to himself: Just wear it, I have to pamper the wife I married even if I have to kneel down.

Besides...well, it's not like I haven't worn it before.

Although I was put in women's clothes while I was unconscious last time, at least I was awake this time... right?

Inside the bedroom, Ji Yunzhou faced the floor-length mirror and fell into silence for ten minutes.

The "her" in the mirror had long, dazzling red hair that made her already fair skin seem almost glowing.

Looking down... is the real challenge.

Black and white maid outfits, lace trims, and ruffled aprons are all available.

The size was surprisingly suitable, obviously someone had planned it in advance.

However, this light fabric could not hold up his well-trained chest muscles and broad shoulders. The tight feeling made him afraid to breathe too hard.

The hem of the skirt was shockingly short, barely covering the thighs, and the two long legs with smooth muscular lines stood stiffly and helplessly below.

Leg hair? Oh, that had already been shaved clean under Gu Yuan's "caring" supervision.

"Ji Yunzhou! What are you dawdling for in there? The food is getting cold!"

Gu Yuan's urging voice with a smile came from outside the door.

Ji Yun took a deep breath and gripped the door handle with a fearless attitude.

I was frantically building myself up: for my wife, for family harmony, and so that I didn’t have to sleep in the study tonight…

This is nothing!

Just think of it as role-playing fun!

Yes, fun!

The door opened.

Gu Yuan looked up in response, and the next second, the fork in his hand fell onto the plate with a clang.

He knew that Ji Yunzhou was good-looking and had a fantastic body, but when these two top advantages were combined with an element like a maid outfit, it would produce a visual impact of the nuclear explosion level.

His long red hair was enchanting, making his handsome face look incredibly gorgeous, but his eyes still held a hint of awkwardness and embarrassment as if he was forcing himself to remain calm.

The maid outfit was fully filled by his strong and upright figure, outlining the perfect inverted triangle back muscles and a tight waistline. Under the skirt were legs of astonishing strength and length...

This is not a cute maid at all, this is a maid god of war who can make ten strong men cry with one punch and then serve you tea elegantly!

It's both inconsistent and damn exciting!

Gu Yuan only felt a heat in his nasal cavity, and quickly tilted his head back, forcing back some impulsive liquid.

Ji Yunzhou felt uncomfortable under his staring gaze and dug his toes into the ground in embarrassment.

His voice was hard: "What are you looking at? Eat!"

He walked calmly to the other side of the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"puff--"

Gu Yuan finally couldn't help laughing.

He quickly coughed twice to cover it up: "Um... why are you sitting so far away? Come here and sit next to me."

He patted the seat next to him, his eyes shining surprisingly brightly.

Ji Yunzhou glared at him, his eyes full of "Don't push your luck", but his body still moved over honestly.

With every step he took, the feeling of the light skirt brushing against his legs made his scalp tingle.

As soon as he sat down, Gu Yuan's hand naturally rested on his... thigh.

Ji Yunzhou froze: "!!!"

"Wife~"

Ji Yunzhou tried to divert attention by acting like a spoiled child, using all his acting skills, blinking his deep, innocent eyes.

"Isn't that enough to forgive me? I promise I won't make you angry again next time, okay?"

The beauty attack was indeed effective, and Gu Yuan felt his heart skip a beat.

But the touch under his hands made him even more distracted. Even through the cloth, he could feel the firmness and warmth of the muscles.

He hummed absentmindedly, but his fingers began to restlessly circle the elastic leg muscles, slowly exploring upwards.

Ji Yunzhou's hair stood on end when he was touched. He felt itchy and numb, and there was an indescribable sense of shame.

He held down the rebellious hand and whispered through gritted teeth, "...Eat well!"

"I'm eating well."

Gu Yuan smiled like a cat stealing fish, supporting his cheek with his other hand, leaning closer to him, his nose almost touching Ji Yunzhou's earlobe, and took a deep breath.

In an exaggerated and intoxicated tone, he exclaimed, "Wow...what kind of shower gel did you use today? Why does it smell so good? Or is it...body odor?"

Warm breath sprayed on Ji Yunzhou's sensitive neck.

Ji Yunzhou's ears instantly turned red and he shrank back suddenly:

"Nonsense! It's just ordinary shower gel!"

He usually doesn't use those fancy things at all. They are all bought by Gu Yuan, and they taste sweet and greasy.

"Yeah?"

Gu Yuan's eyes became more meaningful. The hand that was being held down took the initiative and tickled Ji Yunzhou's palm:

"But it smells so tempting, it makes me want to take a bite."

As he said that, he actually leaned over and gently nibbled on Ji Yunzhou's tense shoulder.

"Gu! Yuan!"

Ji Yunzhou almost jumped up from his chair, goose bumps all over his body.

This meal is inedible!

However, Gu Yuan's thoughts had already run away like a wild horse, heading for a more distant place.

His gaze slid from Ji Yunzhou's red earlobe to his strong jawline, and then to the faint outline of his chest muscles, which were tightly bound by the collar of the maid outfit...

A bolder and more exciting picture uncontrollably broke into his mind:

It’s the same kitchen, with the same warm lighting.

Ji Yunzhou turned her back to him, and the ridiculous maid outfit disappeared, replaced by a...

A pure white apron with lace edges.

Yes, only one apron.

The broad shoulders, the narrow waist, the beautifully curved hips...

All in plain sight.

The muscles in his sturdy arms bulged slightly as he chopped vegetables, and beads of sweat formed on his back, glistening seductively under the light...

And he, Gu Yuan, could walk over openly, hug that slender waist from behind, and let his hands restlessly touch those well-defined abdominal muscles, and even...

“Tick-tock—”

A slight sound of water.

Gu Yuan, who was immersed in the ultimate fantasy of "apron play", blinked blankly, feeling a little wet and hot in the philtrum.

He subconsciously raised his hand and wiped it away.

The fingertips were bright red.

Ji Yunzhou was trying to pull the hem of her skirt down, but when she looked up, she saw Gu Yuan staring blankly at her finger stained with nosebleed, as if his soul had left his body.

And that red stream showed a tendency to continue meandering downwards.

Ji Yunzhou was stunned at first, then he understood something in an instant.

The slight shame and embarrassment just now disappeared in an instant, replaced by overwhelming ridicule and pride.

He deliberately dragged out his tone, leaned forward slightly, and approached Gu Yuan with that stunning yet incongruous "maid" look.

His voice was filled with an irrepressible smile: "Oh wow? You little pervert, what's going on in your head? Hmm? Look at the nosebleed... is it so intense?"

Gu Yuan suddenly came back to his senses, his whole face suddenly turned red, it was so red that you could fry an egg on it!

"No! Nothing! Nothing! The weather is too dry! Yes! It's just too dry!"

He hurriedly pulled out the napkin and blocked his nose with it. His eyes were wandering and he didn't dare to look at Ji Yunzhou's teasing look.

So embarrassing!

It's so embarrassing!

Just imagining it makes my nose bleed. What about Gu Yuan’s lifelong reputation?

Ji Yunzhou was in a good mood when he saw his attempt to cover up something that only made it more obvious.

He leisurely picked up a clean tissue and slowly wiped the blood off Gu Yuan's chin, his movements "gentle" and "considerate".

Just the words spoken can be infuriating: "Oh, so it's the dry weather? I thought it was my outfit, or...something more exciting that made you angry, my dear wife?"

"Shut up!"

Gu Yuan covered his nose and yelled at him in a muffled voice, but it had no deterrent effect. Instead, he looked powerless because his face was as red as a tomato.

Ji Yunzhou laughed softly, his chest vibrating, and the tight maid outfit seemed to let out a pitiful moan.

He moved closer, almost whispering in Gu Yuan's ear:

"Wife, if you need it so much, you could just tell me directly... Why torture yourself with your imagination? Hmm?"

The last rising tone of "hmm" is so showy.

Gu Yuan felt like smoke was coming out of his head. He was filled with shame and anger, and wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

He stood up suddenly and wanted to escape from the scene that would lead to his social death.

However, he forgot that he was still bleeding from his nose and that he had gotten up too fast.

He felt dizzy and swayed.

"careful!"

Ji Yunzhou reacted very quickly, immediately stood up and reached out to support him.

As she moved, her skirt flew up, revealing a section of her muscular thighs.

Gu Yuan subconsciously grabbed his arm to steady himself, and the hard biceps under the fabric were his starting point.

This touch... is even more exciting!

The nosebleed seems to be getting worse!

"Look at you."

Ji Yunzhou was really helpless and amused at this point, half supporting and half hugging the man back to the chair:

"Keep your head up and don't move."