She reached for the clothes on the rack, only to realize that she hadn't brought them at all.
Cheng Qicai's expression froze for a moment; she hadn't brought any clothes at all!
She paced around the bathroom twice, and after mentally preparing herself for two minutes at the bathroom door, she called out, "Gu Rongqi, could you help me get my clothes? I forgot them."
"good."
His voice was very close, as if he were guarding the door.
Those two minutes felt like an eternity to Cheng Qicai.
"Seven colors, clothes."
Cheng Qicai opened the door a crack, reached in, took the clothes, and put them on.
When she opened the door and went out, she saw Gu Rongqi standing at the door.
Cheng Qicai avoided his gaze.
Gu Rongqi's deep voice came from beside him, "Sorry, I'll have to wait a bit."
There's no need to emphasize "..." so much.
Cheng Qicai's face flushed again, and she quickly walked to the bedside and sat down.
She sat there blankly for a while, then felt something was wrong. She lifted the blanket again, but still felt something was off.
It felt like a lamb being led into the tiger's den, or rather, like someone who was delivered to the tiger's mouth on their own.
I feel tense and irritable. Like the anxiety before an exam.
She sighed, heard the sound of water in the bathroom, and went outside to make herself a cup of honey water.
Once she left the room, her anger subsided considerably, and the warm honey water instantly relieved her tense body.
Suddenly, the air smelled of lemons. Cheng Qicai looked up and saw Gu Rongqi walking towards her.
"Avoiding me?" Gu Rongqi's gaze was intense, but his voice was gentle yet accusatory.
"No...no, I was just a little thirsty," Cheng Qicai replied hastily, taking another sip of honey water.
Gu Rongqi looked down at the honey water in her hand, where only two finger joints of water remained in the cup.
He took her hand, brought the glass of water to his lips, and drank the remaining honey water in the glass clean.
He took the water glass from her hand, and the sound of it clinking against the marble countertop was unusually clear, like the beginning of some kind of signal.
"How could you drink my honey water..."
Before Cheng Qicai could finish speaking, he grabbed her chin and she tasted honey water in his mouth.
It's very sweet, but it doesn't just make you thirsty.
She could smell the lemonade vapor on him; it was a refreshing scent, but it inexplicably made her mouth dry.
Cheng Qicai was so overwhelmed by his kisses that she didn't even know when he carried her from the kitchen, through the living room, and back to the bedroom.
Until the two of them collapsed onto the bed.
Cheng Qicai looked up at Gu Rongqi, whose eyes were dangerous yet alluring, a stark contrast to the gentle gaze he usually had.
Cheng Qicai's pupils contracted sharply, and fear flashed in her eyes.
She felt like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered for the New Year.
Gu Rongqi leaned close to her ear and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid."
Um... it's not something you can just decide not to be afraid of.
The breathing around her was too heavy. Cheng Qicai closed her eyes, steeled her resolve, and shouted, "Come on!"
Gu Rongqi looked at her tilted head and closed eyes, and chuckled softly.
Those who don't know might think Gu Rongqi was a tyrant from ancient times who bullied men and women.
"Seven colors..." The hoarse voice was alluring.
He saw Cheng Qicai's eyes move a few times, and he continued to call her name softly.
Like a "female ghost" tempting a scholar to eat her in the dead of night.
His hands didn't stop moving, the movements were gentle yet tingling.
Soon, Cheng Qicai, a scholar with weak willpower, was completely seduced by the "female ghost".
She stared at Gu Rongqi above her with fascination.
In a daze, she couldn't help but think of a karaoke app she used to play.
Its scoring criteria have five dimensions: breath control, technique, rhythm, pitch, and emotion.
Only through these five dimensions can he reach the accurate location.
Gu Rongqi initially struggled to find the right method, but gradually grasped the essentials.
The pointer remained steadily on the rating bars, which varied in height.
After Gu Rongqi finished singing, he asked in a low voice, "Is it alright?"
Cheng Qicai was already not fully conscious, and she was slowly thinking about Gu Rongqi's words. Before she could answer, Gu Rongqi had already begun to answer his own question, "Looks like it still won't work. Shall I continue?"
"Ah, no..." The words of refusal stuck in my throat.
It has a spicy and stimulating taste.
The singer was full of passion, and the listeners blushed.
She even kicked him twice in anger, but it was to no avail.
He was unusually assertive at this time.
It was forceful and irresistible, something she could see and feel.
He was completely different from his usual self.
In the chaos, someone's movement knocked over the books on the bedside table, and a red piece of paper floated out from among the fallen books.
The character "喜" (happiness) above is particularly eye-catching.
In the end, Cheng Qicai was so sleepy that she didn't even know when she was carried out of the bath.
Gu Rongqi looked at Cheng Qicai, who was as well-behaved as a doll in his arms, and couldn't help but kiss her red and swollen lips.
In her dazed state, Cheng Qicai sensed Gu Rongqi's approach and weakly tilted her head to the side.
Later on, she had already given up resisting.
From Gu Rongqi's perspective at that time, her reaction seemed more like a coy refusal.
Seeing Cheng Qicai's resistance, Gu Rongqi carried her back to the bedroom with satisfaction.
He carefully tucked the blanket around Cheng Qicai's side, brushed the hair from her forehead to both sides, kissed her forehead, and then returned to his usual gentle manner. "Goodnight."
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