Chapter 40 The rescue seemed to have sealed everything from last night within that...
Realizing what she was going through, Lin Yuwei instantly became fully awake! She tried her best to turn around, but her movements were restricted because her body was tightly restrained by him.
"Good morning." Gu Qingyan's deep and husky voice came from above her head, carrying the unique laziness of morning and a hint of barely perceptible satisfaction. His arms naturally but domineeringly wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer to him, so that she could clearly feel his most sincere greeting in the morning.
"You... get out!" Lin Yuwei turned her face away, her ears burning red. Her voice trembled slightly from the hoarseness of just waking up, her panic, and extreme embarrassment: "Last night... last night was just an accident! It was unavoidable. Let's get up quickly and pretend... pretend nothing happened." She tried to armor herself with indifference, but she couldn't hide the guilt in her tone.
Gu Qingyan's movements abruptly stopped, the languidness and gentleness on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a dark expression. He abruptly stood up, and before she could react, swiftly flipped her over and pinned her back down, continuing their earlier, more tedious affair. His eyes were dangerous and deep as he stared intently into hers: "Mistake? Accident? How gentle you were with me last night, how passionately you responded to me? I remember it all. But when you held me tightly at the end, that's not what you said."
"I told you, it was an accident!" Lin Yuwei struggled free from the sleeping bag, the cold air suddenly contacting her sweaty skin. Lin Yuwei was both ashamed and anxious, struggling with her hands and feet to push away his heavy body: "Let me go! Gu Qingyan! Did you hear me!"
Gu Qingyan saw the person in his arms blushing with embarrassment, having lost her usual coquettishness, her small face filled with shame and indignation. He felt an irresistible urge: "Since it is already a mistake in your eyes, then let this mistake be even more thorough and unforgettable."
Unable to satisfy its thirst, the ravenous beast is driven by a destructive impulse. It stretches out its massive claws, carrying a sense of punishment, and slowly slides down the mountains and hills, probing into the still moist and sensitive forest in the morning dew. It gently kneads and then violently destroys, its roar deep and oppressive.
Despite Lin Yuwei's desperate verbal refusal, her body was brand new in the morning, beyond her control. Her bodily functions were all acutely sensitive. Faced with intense pressure, her body was easily awakened by the familiar tenderness. Like a chick waiting to be fed, she uncontrollably and greedily contracted and sucked at Gu Qingyan, responding enthusiastically to him and craving more food.
Gu Qingyan knew all her sensitive spots well and tried to innovate. First, he combined multiple methods to strengthen her overall approach and take multiple measures to ensure that nothing was overlooked. Finally, he exerted multi-dimensional, unidirectional, and comprehensive efforts. With such a scientific strategy, he quickly made her weak and powerless, leaving her only able to gasp for breath.
“They say no,” he chuckled, indulging in the moment, and intensified the implementation of the measures, making them sound like a punishment and a declaration: “but their bodies are more honest than anyone else’s, pattering louder than the rain outside.”
This time, the scene was even wilder and more direct than last night, filled with an undeniable possessiveness. Lin Yuwei bit her lip, trying to suppress those blush-inducing moans, but she couldn't help but let out intermittent, sweet whimpers from deep in her throat.
Just then, Zhou Xubai's clear and anxious shouts could be faintly heard from afar outside the wooden house, seemingly mixed with the voices of others: "Yuwei! President Gu! Where are you?" The voices sounded somewhat distant, but seemed to be gradually approaching the wooden house.
Lin Yuwei froze instantly, a huge panic washing over her, and the passion that had just begun to build was instantly extinguished: "Someone's coming! Get up!"
Gu Qingyan didn't stop; instead, he became even more excited by the tense and thrilling atmosphere. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, his breath hot, and his movements became more intense: "If you want to finish quickly and not be discovered by them, then cooperate with me properly."
Lin Yuwei was driven almost to the point of inability to think. Primal desire and external sense of crisis intertwined into a net that captured her and pulled her into a vortex of contradiction. Finally, under extreme tension and deliberately intensified impact, she compromised, reached out and wrapped her arms around Gu Qingyan's neck, kissed his earlobe, trembled and moaned softly, actively cooperating with his rhythm, just hoping to end this dangerous game as soon as possible.
Gu Qingyan's movements became more intense and rapid. The two were tightly entangled, and in the extreme tension and overwhelming pleasure, they trembled violently as they reached their peak.
Due to the time constraints, Lin Yuwei ate her breakfast hastily and quickly. She swallowed it whole, and the hot and spicy soup that Gu Qingyan had carefully prepared made her feel sour and numb. She broke out in a sweat, completely exhausted, and her vision blurred. She almost fainted.
But now was no time for indulging in reminiscence. Hearing the approaching footsteps and calls outside, mingled with the chirping of birds after the rain, she forced her aching body to her feet, frantically pulling on the pile of damp, cold clothes.
Gu Qingyan also quickly got dressed.
The two silently and tacitly cleaned up the messy scene, destroying all evidence. The air was still filled with a lingering sense of excitement, an indescribable tension and awkwardness, and a faint, lingering scent of cedar belonging to Gu Qingyan.
They walked out of the wooden house that had been swaying in the wind and rain all night, one after the other. The morning light pierced through the clouds, illuminating the traces of the previous night's torrential rain. The muddy mountain path became difficult to walk on, but after descending about a hundred meters, they met Zhou Xubai, who was leading a team of rescuers and was rushing over with a look of anxiety on his face.
The moment Zhou Xubai saw Lin Yuwei, his eyes, which always held a gentle smile, lit up instantly, filled with immense joy and relief at having something lost and found. He almost completely forgot all his usual propriety and demeanor, and rushed forward in a few strides. To the astonishment of the villagers who were helping with the rescue, he suddenly hugged Lin Yuwei tightly and forcefully.
“Yuwei! Thank goodness! You’re alright! You’re really alright…” His arm trembled slightly from the force of his grip, and his voice was hoarse from extreme excitement and lingering fear: “Last night’s thunderstorm was so sudden, it even triggered a small-scale landslide, completely blocking the way down. I… I tried all night but couldn’t get up… I was so worried!”
Lin Yuwei was breathless from his sudden, strong embrace. The scent of mud, rain, and sweat from his night's journey lingered around her nose. Her feelings were complicated and indescribable. She subconsciously wanted to push him away, but Zhou Xubai's emotions were so intense and his arms were so tight that it seemed as if she would disappear if he let go, making it impossible for her to break free for a moment.
Hearing the undisguised worry and lingering fear in his words, Lin Yuwei's deliberately hardened heart softened, and her hand that had been pushing him away froze in mid-air before finally falling limply to the ground: "Yes, I'm fine, really, Xubai, let me go first, there are a lot of people watching."
Zhou Xubai seemed to have calmed down a little from the huge emotional turmoil. He released his embrace, but his hands were still tightly holding her arms. He looked her up and down anxiously to make sure she was really safe and sound.
Then, he turned to Gu Qingyan, who had been standing silently to the side with a calm expression, and said with utmost sincerity and solemnity, "President Gu, thank you so much! Really! Thanks to you, Yuwei was protected. I, Zhou Xubai, will remember this kindness."
Lin Yuwei looked at Zhou Xubai, who was usually so elegant and refined, but was now covered in mud and wrinkles, his hair was slightly disheveled, and his eyes were even bloodshot. Recalling the inappropriate and unspeakable intimacy between her and Gu Qingyan in the wooden house last night, as well as the indescribable subtle and awkward atmosphere between the two of them this morning, she suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt and embarrassment. Her cheeks burned, and she almost dared not look directly into Zhou Xubai's clear eyes, which were filled with sincere concern.
Standing to the side, Gu Qingyan remained silent. He watched as the woman who had just been nestled in his arms, a woman who evoked a complex mix of love and hate in him, was now being held tightly in the arms of another man with absolute possessiveness. As he listened to the other man's sincere thanks, which sounded like that of an "owner," his face darkened almost instantly, and an uncontrollable anger and icy coldness surged deep in his eyes.
His jaw was clenched, his features hard and cold. He gave Zhou Xubai's thanks with an extremely indifferent, almost apathetic nod, without uttering a single polite syllable from his tightly pursed lips. He walked past the crowd and headed down the mountain alone.
Zhou Xubai didn't pay attention to the cold response; after all, it was normal for someone to be in a bad mood after just experiencing hardship. He simply helped Lin Yuwei along with the villagers as they slowly descended the mountain.
Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows behind them, as if sealing everything from the previous night within that rickety wooden house.
The group returned to their familiar guesthouse in the village.
Zhou Xubai carefully settled Lin Yuwei in, opened the wooden window to let the fresh mountain air flow in, and carefully checked the room's heating and hot water. He turned around and said gently, "You must be exhausted after a whole night and half a day of running around. Don't think about anything now, just get a good night's sleep and recover your energy."
Sunlight streamed through the carved wooden window, casting dappled golden shadows on Zhou Xubai's eyelashes. His shirt still bore mud from the previous night's journey, and his cuffs were slightly rolled up. The look in his eyes as he gazed at her held not only the usual tenderness but also a careful, precious care, as if he were carefully tending to a lost and found treasure.
Watching his busy figure, Lin Yuwei felt a subtle bitterness welling up in her heart. The more meticulous Zhou Xubai was, the heavier the guilt she felt became. She opened her mouth, wanting to pour out all the bitterness in her heart, but in the end she could only whisper, "Thank you, Xubai."
Zhou Xubai smiled slightly and stretched: "Alright, you should rest now. I'm going back to rest too. Call me if you need anything." After saying that, he closed the door for her, and his footsteps faded into the distance.
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