Chapter 5: Gu Zeming is terrifying when he rubs his ear in anger.
Lin Jiashu got drunk, and Tang Ruoyao and Da Kai couldn't persuade him to stop.
He also wanted to grab the bottle of vodka on the table.
A bottle of liquor with an alcohol content of over 60 degrees would probably make someone act crazy.
Remembering Lin Jiashu's "glorious deeds" yesterday, Da Kai was really afraid that he would shout something like "Jiang Chuyu, I love you so much" at the dinner table after getting drunk, making everyone lose face. He quickly dissuaded him: "Brother, you can't touch that stuff."
Lin Jiashu pointed at his nose, "Get lost! My girlfriend doesn't care about me, so why should you care?"
Dude, where did you get a girlfriend? You should have broken up with her a long time ago!
Da Kai rolled his eyes at him, then turned to look at Jiang Chuyu, signaling with his eyes for her to help persuade him.
Before Jiang Chuyu could make a move, Gu Zeming, who was next to her, suddenly put down his chopsticks and said to Da Kai, "Pour him a cup."
Da Kai was dumbfounded.
Lin Jiashu will go crazy if he drinks any more!
As she hesitated, she noticed Gu Zeming looking at her.
His eyes were dark and cold, rarely showing any emotion, yet Da Kai felt a chill run down his spine from his gaze.
"Didn't you hear me?" Gu Zeming smiled faintly.
Almost instantly, everyone stopped eating.
Jiang Chuyu stared blankly at Gu Zeming, seemingly captivated by his smile, completely unaware that it made so many people uneasy.
Da Kai swallowed hard and obediently reached for the vodka.
“Not that bottle.” Gu Zeming looked at a bottle of honey water. “This one.”
Da Kai didn't dare to think too much and quickly poured a glass of honey water and pushed it in front of Lin Jiashu's table.
It's fine for them to have occasional squabbles in private, but today Gu Zeming is in charge, and acting drunk and disorderly in front of him has definitely crossed the line, so punishment is inevitable.
Lin Jiashu clenched his fist, hesitated for a moment, and then picked up the cup in frustration.
Gu Zeming didn't tell him to stop, and Da Kai poured a second cup, a third cup... until the fifth cup, when Lin Jiashu let out a burp. He wasn't drunk to death, but he was almost bursting from the honey water!
This stuff has some hangover-relieving effect, and Lin Jiashu regained a little of his senses.
Gu Zeming asked him, "Want some more?"
Lin Jiashu's eyes drooped, unsure whether he was asking about alcohol or water. His gaze swept over Jiang Chuyu beside him, then fell on the vodka within reach, and he gritted his teeth and nodded: "Drink!"
Gu Zeming raised an eyebrow and instructed Da Kai, "Continue."
Jiang Chuyu looked at Lin Jiashu's flushed face and finally realized that something was wrong.
Although drunken brawls are bad, dying from overeating honey water isn't exactly something to be proud of either. Besides, Lin Jiashu is a stubborn mule and won't give up so easily.
Jiang Chuyu was genuinely afraid that he would overeat or burst.
Seeing Da Kai repeatedly handing the cup to Lin Jiashu, Jiang Chuyu finally jumped up from her chair and stopped him.
"Senior! He can't drink anymore..."
Da Kai paused, waiting for Gu Zeming to express his opinion.
Gu Zeming was silent for a moment, then nodded. "Take him inside to rest first."
Without saying a word, Da Kai quickly pulled Lin Jiashu, who was so full he was about to vomit, away.
This farce is finally over.
Jiang Chuyu sat back down, completely losing her appetite.
Gu Zeming picked up his chopsticks again, still maintaining his aloof and untainted demeanor.
Jiang Chuyu felt a vague fear of his desire.
An angry Gu Zeming is terrifying.
If he finds out that she harbors ill intentions towards him, she will definitely suffer a terrible death!
Jiang Chuyu was immersed in her own world, feeling inexplicably flustered. Her hands trembled, and she couldn't even hold her chopsticks properly.
People around her cast glances at her: "Are you worried about him?"
Jiang Chuyu paused for a few seconds, and after confirming that he was talking to her, she muttered softly, "I...we've already broken up."
"Then what?"
“Naturally, others will worry about him.”
No sooner had he finished speaking than the person next to him chuckled softly.
Jiang Chuyu found it strange and turned her head to look at him.
He was originally aloof and taciturn, but now his lips curved into a smile, a smile rising from the depths of his eyes and spreading across his brows, making him look like an excessively beautiful statue. He was completely unlike the person he had been when he was angry.
Jiang Chuyu was momentarily stunned.
After a while, she pretended to be casual and said, "Senior, if, I mean if, someone did something bad and you found out, would you be very angry?"
"What's up?"
Jiang Chuyu lowered her voice and mumbled, "For example, a drunkard might want to steal a kiss from you, but he doesn't actually do it."
"?"
Her metaphor was still too outrageous.
Gu Zeming frowned slightly.
"That depends on who it is."
Me!
Jiang Chuyu almost blurted it out, but seeing that the smile in his eyes had faded, she chickened out and swallowed it back.
I can't exactly tell him, "Actually, I want to sleep with you, can I?"
Jiang Chuyu looked down at the bowl, feeling anxious and restless.
Gu Zeming didn't hear a reply for a long time, and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. Jiang Chuyu hung her head, looking as if she had done something wrong, dejected and withdrawn.
How can a person become so dejected?
He didn't yell at anyone, did he?
The alcohol trickled down his throat, leaving him slightly tipsy. Gu Zeming looked at her and said, "I'm not angry, but..."
Jiang Chuyu pricked up her ears.
He stared at the thin red patch behind her ear, his voice cold, deep, and slightly hoarse, carrying a hint of warning. "There will be some punishment."
Jiang Chuyu's heart skipped a beat. She looked up at him and her face turned pale instantly.
Afterwards, the word "punishment" filled her mind, and the meal was both thrilling and bland.
The girls in the dorm group chat started gossiping again.
Mumu: [Don't you guys think...?]
Swallow: [What?]
Mumu: [Those guys at the Aerospace Academy seem pretty afraid of Gu Zeming.]
Yanzi: [Nonsense, he's the student council president. Who else would we be afraid of but him?]
Mumu: [Sister Meng Xiang is also the student council president, are you afraid of her?]
Swallow: Of course not.
Mumu: [...]
Yanzi: [Ugh, I'm too lazy to talk to you. The presents are here, I'm going to draw a big one!]
After lunch was almost finished, Meng Xiang and Liang Shu pushed a large black box around the dining table.
After all the girls had drawn their gifts, it was Jiang Chuyu's turn last.
As Jiang Chuyu watched them approach, she suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar.
It seems to have been like this since I was a child.
She only receives leftover gifts, and her clothes are hand-me-downs from other children. She is never the first person people think of when good things happen; she is only remembered when people are trying to make up a lot of money, add items to their cart, or try to get a discount on Pinduoduo.
After it happened so many times, she even began to think that she could only ever, and was only entitled to, take what others had left over.
People around her say that's just her personality; it doesn't matter whether she has it or not, she won't care.
For example, right now...
Meng Xiang: "Everyone else has drawn theirs, only you are left. Just draw one randomly."
There's only one gift left, not much to choose from.
Jiang Chuyu's hand had just touched the box.
Gu Zeming said, "Wait a moment."
Jiang Chuyu stopped.
What are we waiting for? If we wait any longer, the daylily will be too cold!
Gu Zeming took out a small, exquisitely packaged box from the leather bag and placed it into the trunk under everyone's watchful eyes.
One by one, the bystanders showed expressions of surprise.
Meng Xiang's face turned extremely ugly.
Seeing this, Wei Xue asked on her behalf, "You prepared a gift, why didn't you put it in earlier?"
Gu Zeming: "I forgot."
The two words were casual and didn't sound like any legitimate reason, but no one dared to question them.
Jiang Chuyu's eyes lit up.
The reason was not important to her; what mattered was that she had memorized the shape of the box, reached in, and scooped it out steadily.
Now, it belongs to her.
"Thank you... thank you..."
*
Jiang Chuyu's lips were turned up in a smile all afternoon.
The first unexpected gift came from Gu Zeming. Although he didn't give it to me personally, I was still very lucky to receive it.
After dinner, the others went back to having fun.
Jiang Chuyu sat on the sofa in the living room, admiring the box over and over, filled with joy and reluctant to put it down.
Lin Yun, who was standing next to her, clicked her tongue and laughed, "You're getting a steal! Hurry up and open it to take a look!"
What's the rush?
Jiang Chuyu carefully opened the box, inside was a black choker, made of soft leather, decorated with silver ornaments, and with a small silver bell hanging on it.
It makes a tinkling sound when shaken gently, which is quite sexy and playful.
Lin Yun leaned closer for a look, her pupils widening in surprise.
"Wow! Gu Zeming really went all out!"
Jiang Chuyu asked in confusion, "Is it very expensive?"
Lin Yun: "It might not be expensive for you, but for him, it would take at least a year of collecting garbage."
One year...
That must have been very tough.
When I get home tonight, I must keep an eye out for job postings for Gu Zeming and help him find a job!
Jiang Chuyu made up her mind.
Lin Yun grinned mischievously: "Why don't you try it on and see how it looks?"
Jiang Chuyu shook her head.
"No, thank you."
A beautiful and precious gift should be displayed in a shop window, not hung around her neck.
Lin Yun looked disappointed and couldn't help but complain, "Jiang Chuyu, do you have some kind of weird hoarding fetish?"
Her family is not short of money, but all the things she owns will never add up to more than two hundred yuan. She only puts her pretty and valuable things in her collection box and they end up being a waste. Apart from her face, how can she look like a rich girl?
Jiang Chuyu closed the box, smiled, and didn't argue.
Lin Yun was angry for a while, then waved her hand.
"Fine, I'm too lazy to argue with you. I'm going to find someone to play cards with."
Lin Yun got up and left the living room, leaving Jiang Chuyu alone on the sofa.
She yawned, put away the box, sat quietly for a moment, then got up and went to the restroom.
A few minutes later, Jiang Chuyu came out of the restroom and walked back down the corridor.
As she passed the lounge, she vaguely heard a rustling sound coming from inside. She glanced casually at the half-open door and froze on the spot.
Inside the room, Tang Ruoyao was leaning down to kiss the sleeping Lin Jiashu.
Sunlight mingled between their intertwined lips, creating an indescribable, ambiguous, and alluring atmosphere.
Jiang Chuyu was stunned.
The brain wanted to look away and run, but the legs seemed to be nailed to the spot, unable to move for a long time.
Dead legs, move them already!
My fingers unconsciously dug into my palm, and just then, a deep male voice suddenly rang in my ear.
"Shhh."
A whisper mixed with a hot breath entered her ear. Jiang Chuyu was stunned for a few seconds, then felt that the breath was somewhat familiar. Just as she was about to speak, cool lips lightly brushed against her earlobe, causing a shiver. Jiang Chuyu let out a soft "ah" and her whole body trembled. Her back hit her chest, and she was immediately covered by the person behind her.
"Don't make a sound." The voice was clear and low, with a hint of drunken hoarseness.
It is indeed Gu Zeming.
Jiang Chuyu's tense nerves gradually relaxed.
Gu Zeming's nose seemed to brush against the soft flesh behind her ear unintentionally. After she had completely calmed down, he released her mouth and slowly closed the door.
The warm chest and pleasant scent vanished in an instant.
Jiang Chuyu turned around and looked at the man in front of her, asking in surprise, "Senior?"
"Um."
Gu Zeming rubbed his temples, his eyes slightly red from the alcohol. The top button of his shirt was undone, revealing his handsome collarbone.
Jiang Chuyu really wanted to take a bite.
She loved this body so much.
But when she thought of the punishment Gu Zeming mentioned at the dinner table, she became very timid.
His current ascetic, restrained, and desireless demeanor made it seem as if her earlier approach was all a figment of her imagination, a fabrication.
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