Chapter 15 Your Adam's apple is so sexy. Do some things behind his back to make yourself happy...
Gu Zeming was known for holding grudges, and Liang Shu thought he would be furious when he returned from the interview, but the opposite was true.
Liang Shu held it in all night, and before going to sleep, he finally asked, "Did you see the person who played the prank?"
"Um."
Who is it?
"A mischievous troublemaker who wants to do good but doesn't do it the right way."
Gu Zeming opened the WeChat chat window, hovered his long finger for a moment, and replied to the troublemaker.
Disciple: [Convenient.]
Liang Shu clicked his tongue lightly, his face showing disdain: "So you forgave him?"
Gu Zeming looked at his phone screen and said calmly, "No."
"As expected, given your shady nature, you can't just let things go like that." Liang Shu scrutinized his expression, seemingly able to see the harbinger of an impending storm in his cold face. "How do you plan to get revenge on him?"
Gu Zeming lifted his eyelids, his brows furrowing slightly. "There's no need to tell you."
Liang Shu: "..."
*
From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Chuyu never considered herself a pure and kind person. At least, before returning to the Jiang family, she had no right to be "kind."
Even this time, when she helped Gu Zeming find a job, it was definitely not because she suddenly had a change of heart.
For her, the handsome men she couldn't have were like rare artifacts in a museum; even if she spent money, she could only admire them from afar and never touch them.
No matter how you look at it, it's a losing proposition.
But she has a special obsession with Gu Zeming, just like when she was a child she longed for her adoptive mother's love, and when she was in high school she wanted to be number one in her grade.
The only difference is that her obsession with him is mixed with lust, making her all the more decadent and licentious.
The more unattainable something is, the more you crave it.
Eventually, it evolved into a situation where even if Gu Zeming didn't do anything, just standing there and quietly watching him would give her a sense of psychological satisfaction.
Rather than saying she liked Gu Zeming, it would be more accurate to say she was actually fulfilling and compensating for herself.
Allow yourself to occasionally do some outrageous, unrestrained, useless, but joyful things. For example, finding a handsome tutor for my younger brother. For example, right now.
Jiang Chuyu lowered the air conditioner temperature by two degrees, turned off the bedroom ceiling light, and turned on the bedside nightlight.
The orange glow shone on the bed, like a drop of melting honey, slowly flowing between her fair collarbones.
Jiang Chuyu leaned back against the headboard, biting her index finger with her red lips.
Long, slender eyelashes cast tiny shadows, trembling gently between breaths.
Her body, which she hadn't paid attention to for a long time, became restless and uneasy because of Gu Zeming's touch during the day.
Unfasten the belt of the bathrobe, and the hem slips down to the sides, revealing rounded shoulders.
Jiang Chuyu looked into the dark corner of the bedroom, and images of Gu Zeming's well-defined fingers and his always tightly pursed thin lips came to mind.
"It's all his fault..." she murmured to herself, unable to stop the emotions from spreading. She could only bite her fingers and imagine his deep voice whispering in her ear.
At the most sensitive moment, the phone screen next to her pillow suddenly lit up. She paused and glanced at it with a distraction.
It was a message from Gu Zeming.
My heart, which had felt empty, soared to new heights because of his two simple words.
Jiang Chuyu picked up the phone, hesitated for a few seconds, pressed the voice button, and said to him, "I can't type right now, can we communicate by voice?"
Perhaps it was the slightly sweet and languid quality of her voice that caused the other person to hesitate for a moment before sending a voice message.
"Can."
Jiang Chuyu dialed his number, thought for a moment, and tried to communicate with him as concisely and clearly as possible.
"My brother's private French lessons are on Saturdays and Sundays, four hours a day, two hours in the morning and two hours in the afternoon. Accommodation is provided free of charge. Is that acceptable to you?"
Gu Zeming: "Yes."
Jiang Chuyu: "When is the earliest you can start classes?"
Gu Zeming: "Tomorrow."
Jiang Chuyu: "I understand."
Jiang Chuyu: "One last question, what is your expected hourly wage?"
Jiang Chuyu: "Just between you and me, feel free to raise your expectations, even higher!"
After a few seconds of silence, Gu Zeming said indifferently, "Does your mother know you're siding with outsiders?"
Jiang Chuyu chuckled, "I'm trying my best to attract outstanding talent and maintain a good employment environment. How can that be considered betraying my own people? Don't slander me."
She had few principles, but she was quite self-consistent, and she even managed to pin the blame on him.
Upon hearing this, Gu Zeming didn't stand on ceremony and quoted an hourly wage that was even higher than his part-time job playing the piano.
Jiang Chuyu: "OK, OK! I'll find some time to tell my mom about your situation. There will be dedicated staff to handle your work and pay your salary in the future."
"Okay." His voice was low and slightly hoarse, his breath making her phone feel hot. The temperature in her palm suddenly soared, and Jiang Chuyu let out a soft moan, completely captivated.
Gu Zeming sensed something amiss and asked coldly, "What's wrong with you?"
"No..." Jiang Chuyu gasped nervously, her cheeks burning. "It's okay. Come to the apartment tomorrow to sign the contract, and my mom will talk to you in detail. You can ask her any questions you have. She has a great temper and is very rational."
"Hmm." He was sparing with his words, his emotions showing little fluctuation.
Jiang Chuyu had long been used to his indifference.
All she wants to do right now is hang up the phone and go back to doing things that make her happy.
As a result, Gu Zeming seemed to sense her thoughts and suddenly said, "Wait."
Jiang Chuyu was driven crazy by the torment.
"Senior," she called out, her voice moist, like a ripe peach, sweet and soft without her even realizing it. "Is there anything else?"
Instead of answering, Gu Zeming asked, "Are you sick?"
"Huh? Why do you say that?"
"Your voice sounds different from usual, like you've been seriously ill. Are you in a lot of pain?"
"..."
You misheard me.
"oh?"
"I was actually..."
Gu Zeming waited patiently and silently for her to finish speaking.
Jiang Chuyu closed her eyes and gently exhaled.
Cupping therapy.
*
Because she had overexerted herself at night, Jiang Chuyu slept soundly in her apartment until noon the next day. When she woke up, she felt a slight soreness in her hands and legs.
She climbed out of bed, her eyelids drooping, and walked listlessly toward the door.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Gu Zeming and Jiang Shan chatting in the living room.
Jiang Chuyu blinked her sore eyes, her consciousness gradually returning, her expression momentarily blank. She glanced at her silk camisole dress, her ears turning bright red.
The two people who were chatting heard the noise and looked over.
Jiang Shan: "Why are you only getting up now?"
Jiang Chuyu said softly, "I had a bit of insomnia last night."
Jiang Shan sighed, "Go wash up first, then show Teacher Gu around our place."
"good."
Jiang Chuyu stole a glance at Gu Ze and found that he was also looking at her.
His gaze had an eerie, cold seriousness that gave her the illusion that she was seducing him.
Jiang Chuyu's heart was racing. She immediately turned around and went back into the house to change into a set of casual home clothes.
A few minutes later, she finished washing up, and Jiang Shan and Gu Zeming had almost finished their conversation.
Jiang Shan: "Mom still has work to do. Could you help me entertain Teacher Gu? He's going to start teaching your brother this afternoon. Keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't cause any trouble."
"I see."
After seeing Jiang Shan off, Jiang Chuyu turned to look at the man sitting in the living room, walked over, and smiled, "Senior, shall I show you around now?"
Gu Zeming: "Let's go."
Actually, there are only a few rooms in the apartment: living room, bedroom, kitchen, study, toilet, and storage room. The environment is pretty much the same. The key feature is the gym and sports court provided by the apartment building.
Jiang Shan bought the apartment outright for two reasons: first, it was close to the school, and second, it had a sports field and gym, which would be convenient for Jiang Lekai to study, rest, and exercise.
After returning from their walk, Gu Zeming began to teach Jiang Lekai.
Jiang Chuyu moved a chair over to listen in.
The first lesson focuses on learning the alphabet and pronunciation; the content is relatively easy.
Putting everything else aside, Gu Zeming's pronunciation accuracy and learning mindset are top-notch.
Moreover, his voice is deep and magnetic, and when he speaks French, there is a natural romance, like a lover's whisper. It's really seductive and won't distract you at all.
Jiang Chuyu wasn't sure if Jiang Lekai had absorbed the knowledge, but she herself felt completely smitten.
Jiang Chuyu cupped her cheeks in her hands, staring intently at the man standing in front of the blackboard, her gaze more fervent than ever before.
Gu Zeming opened the textbook, a black pen between his fingers, and lightly tapped the page.
“Doubleve.” His voice was steady and clear.
Jiang Lekai repeated after him, his pronunciation awkward and his breath unsteady.
Gu Zeming tilted his head to correct himself, his neck lines were clearly defined under the light, and his Adam's apple slid slightly as he swallowed.
Jiang Chuyu sat in the corner, staring at him for a while, then lowered her eyes, her pen tip landing on the notebook, writing a line in a flowing style: Gu Zeming's Adam's apple is so sexy, it looks so inviting.
As he finished writing, he suddenly looked up and glanced over.
Jiang Chuyu guiltily covered the paper.
"Continue." His gaze returned to the textbook, his sleeve brushing against the edge of the table, a faint scent of ebony wafting past his nose.
The cicadas chirped intermittently outside the window.
After some time, her phone rang; it was Li Sen calling.
Jiang Lekai grabbed a handful of hair in frustration, muttering, "It sounds awful! Can't you just mute it?"
"Excuse me, I'm going to the balcony to take this call. You can continue." Jiang Chuyu was in a good mood today and admitted her mistake.
I took my phone and went to the balcony to answer the call.
Li Sen was silent for a moment, his voice carrying a gentle smile.
Do you remember our promise?
Jiang Chuyu: "Of course"
"I'll pick you up from your dorm at six, and we can go out for dinner together?"
"I'm not in the dorm, I'm in the apartment."
Jiang Chuyu read the apartment address aloud.
Li Sen repeated: "Room 1203, NOVA International Apartment next to A University Affiliated High School, right?"
“Yes.” Jiang Chuyu praised sincerely. “Your memory is amazing. I only said it once, and you remembered it immediately. Awesome.”
Li Sen was amused by her tone.
"I'll drive to pick you up at six o'clock, and after we have dinner, we'll go see a movie together."
"OK."
Jiang Chuyu hung up the phone and returned to her study.
Jiang Lekai asked curiously, "Who called?"
Jiang Chuyu: "Kid, focus on your studies and don't meddle in adults' business."
Jiang Lekai scoffed, confident. "I know even if you don't tell me, it must be Li Sen's call. Mom wants you two to date, right?"
He was absolutely right, and Jiang Chuyu couldn't refute him. She looked up at Gu Zeming in a bit of a panic.
Just then, he looked up and glanced over.
Their eyes met, his thin lips pressed tightly together, his gaze colder and more direct than ever before.
Jiang Chuyu thought he would say something, she was looking forward to him saying something, but in the end, he coldly looked away, as if he had no interest in her private life at all.
A sense of frustration welled up inside Jiang Chuyu, and she felt a pang of sadness as she absentmindedly accompanied the students to study until after five o'clock.
Li Sen said he would come at six o'clock, but he actually arrived twenty minutes early.
Jiang Chuyu heard the doorbell ring, got up to open the door, and welcomed him into the house.
"Please sit down for a while, I'll change my clothes."
"good."
Jiang Chuyu returned to her bedroom, opened the closet, randomly picked out a dress to change into, gave the nanny a few simple instructions, and walked to the study door.
“My senior brother Li Sen and I are going out to see a movie. If you need anything, you can call Mom or me.”
"Okay." Jiang Lekai picked at his ear. "You'd better leave now, don't disturb my studies!"
His tone was impatient, and Jiang Chu had no interest in trying to appease him. She finished explaining everything she needed to, and then went out with Li Sen.
She had barely left when Gu Zeming crushed a fountain pen.
Jiang Lekai was startled when he saw this.
"Teacher, did I read it wrong?"
Gu Zeming glanced at him, a slight smile playing on his lips. "No, let's play a game."
"What?"
"If you can pronounce all the syllables correctly, I'll take you to the movies tonight."
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