Chapter 27 "Little Umbrella"
Lin Muci was extremely anxious. As soon as he stepped onto the terrace, he was firmly held by a warm and strong hand.
Gu Chaoyu had stood up without knowing when, and quickly put on his bathrobe. He looked calm and soothing:
"Don't worry, Zhou Yang is here."
[Oh, yes, Zhou Yang is here... He will definitely save my cousin!]
【But...but I'm still so worried! 】
Gu Chaoyu gently pulled him back to the poolside. "You won't be able to help if you rush out like this. Put on your clothes first."
Lin Muci then realized that he was still shirtless. His face flushed and he grabbed his bathrobe and put it on.
The area around the resort hotel's fountain was already a mess. There was never a shortage of people watching the fun in this world.
The water in the landscape fountain wasn't deep, but it was dangerous enough for a drunk person. Amidst the onlookers' gawking gazes, Zhou Yang lifted the drenched Su Wanqing and carried her sideways, quickly walking towards the hotel lobby.
The wet suit clung to his body, outlining his well-trained figure. The person in his arms was still humming restlessly. Zhou Yang's face looked extremely ugly and embarrassed.
"Xiao Zhang, please help me get a room." He said to the front desk clerk.
The receptionist gave a polite and apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, but a company is holding a large team-building event here tonight, and all the rooms in our hotel are fully booked."
"There's not a single one left?" Zhou Yang's brows furrowed even tighter.
[It's over. I can't just hold her and sleep in the lobby, right?]
[How about... send him back to Lin Muci? No, that guy finally got brave enough to go out on a date with his sweetheart. I can't be a light bulb.]
Just when Zhou Yang was getting extremely anxious and even started to think about whether he should drive directly back to the city, the receptionist suddenly exclaimed "Ah", as if she remembered something.
"Mr. Zhou, a guest just canceled their reservation. It's in the luxury suite next to your friend's. Do you need it?"
Zhou Yang was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."
So, when Lin Muci and Gu Chaoyu had just changed their clothes and were standing at the door of the room looking around, they saw Zhou Yang holding Su Wanqing, led by a waiter, and walking into the room next to them.
With a "bang", the door closed.
Lin Muci felt relieved. He slowly retreated back to the room and sat down on the sofa. The little top in his heart began to spin wildly.
[What a shame! My perfect love date! The private hot spring I've always dreamed of! Just like that... it's gone?]
[You know Zhou Yang is so reliable and cares so much about my cousin. I'm still taking a hot spring bath with Gu Chaoyu right now! !]
[But next door…next door is my cousin and Zhou Yang! A single man and a single woman! In the same room! And Zhou Yang is even holding her! What…what a big deal!]
[Why did they break up? Does Zhou Yang still like his cousin? Does his cousin talk nonsense when she's drunk?]
[Ahhhh, I want to eavesdrop! No, no, Lin Muci, you are a gentleman! How could you do such a thing!]
【But I’m really curious! 】
He moved restlessly on the sofa, then scratched his hair in annoyance, and his whole body was tangled up.
Gu Chaoyu seemed to be pouring water calmly, but in fact, he was listening to Lin Muci's 3D surround sound barrage broadcast in real time in his mind, and his mouth was about to cramp from trying to hold back a smile.
This little fool is so cute.
While waiting for a long time for movement next door, Lin Muci, who was itching to do something, turned his eyes to the "love fruit plate" that Su Wanqing had sent him before.
[Forget it, forget it. Eat some fruit and calm down. What my cousin prepared must be delicious.]
He walked over, removed the plastic wrap on the fruit bowl, picked up a plump red grape and put it in his mouth.
Mm, so sweet.
He pushed aside the top layer of grapes and strawberries piled up like a mountain, and prepared to get his favorite mango pieces underneath.
Then, under the cover of the fruit, a small square box with the word "001" printed on it suddenly appeared in front of him.
As expected, Lin Muci's little face turned red again.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
[Su Wanqing! You are such a disrespectful elder!]
"I'm still a pure and innocent child! How could you give me something like this? How did this thing end up here?!"
[Oh my god! What if Gu Chaoyu saw this? What would he think of me? Would he think I'm a very careless person?]
Lin Muci's first reaction when he saw this thing was to stretch out his hands and try to cover the sinful fruit plate.
Just then, Gu Chaoyu "happened" to come over with a glass of water in his hand.
His gaze lingered on the fruit plate for a second, then fell on the ripe Lin Muci.
He chuckled and handed over the cup of water, with a hint of teasing in his voice.
"Your cousin is really thoughtful. Safety measures are very important."
Lin Muci felt like his brain exploded.
He wished he could turn back into an orange cat right then and there, find a crack in the ground to crawl into, and never come out.
"No...no! Listen to my explanation! This is a misunderstanding! It was my cousin! She put it there in the wrong place!" He spoke incoherently.
Gu Chaoyu looked at his flustered look and his smile deepened.
But at this moment, the atmosphere in the next room was completely different.
Zhou Yang struggled mightily to get the drunken Su Wanqing from his arms to the bed. Looking at her soaking wet clothes clinging to her body, he felt a tornado of emotions.
Finally, he decided to help her change her clothes. He took out a clean bathrobe from the bathroom, closed his eyes, and with the fastest speed in his life, he helped her undress, put on the bathrobe, and then wrapped her tightly with the quilt.
After doing all this, he was exhausted and sweating, and collapsed on the sofa.
[What a sin! Su Wanqing, you're still torturing me like this even after we broke up.]
Just as Zhou Yang was about to get up and take a shower to clean up his mess, Su Wanqing on the bed suddenly started talking in his sleep.
Her voice was unclear, but with a hint of crying.
"Zhou Yang...you bastard...why don't you believe me..."
"You only have your mother in your heart...a mama's boy..."
Those incoherent drunken words pierced Zhou Yang's heart like a needle.
The fatigue on his face became more and more obvious.
…
In the room, after experiencing the social death of "Little Umbrella", Lin Muci's curiosity once again overcame his shame. He tiptoed to the wall and pressed his ear tightly against it, trying to eavesdrop on what was happening next door.
[Why is there no sound at all? What are they...doing?]
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