Chapter 8: Falling into Trap After Drinking - Lin Yuwei Learns for the First Time That the Human Body...
The air froze for a second. Gu Qingyan obediently put down the bowl, but instead of sitting down beside her as instructed, he knelt on one knee on the carpet in front of the sofa and slowly stirred the soup bowl with a spoon. The steam rising from the bowl obscured his features.
Gu Qingyan's posture made him shorter than Lin Yuwei, who was sitting, much like their eternal power relationship since childhood—she was always high above, while he was always subservient.
However, this very compliance somehow made Lin Yuwei feel extremely irritated. She suddenly reached out and knocked over the soup spoon, splashing the scalding liquid onto Gu Qingyan's white cotton T-shirt, leaving a dark water stain on it.
"Why won't you sit next to me?" She sneered. "Actually, don't you look down on me too? Are you doing all this just because you feel sorry for me being dumped?"
Gu Qingyan put down the bowl, took out a tissue and slowly wiped his fingers. His movements were slow, as if he was trying his best to control something: "I didn't."
"Then why do you have that expression?" Lin Yuwei leaned closer to him, her breath reeking of alcohol as she breathed on his face. "Gu Qingyan, don't you ever get angry? I hit you, I yell at you, I treat you like a servant... are you really that pathetic? Are you even a man?"
The last word was uttered like a knife, and Lin Yuwei was pleased to see Gu Qingyan's eyes suddenly darken. His fingers clenched the tissue tightly, his knuckles turning white, but his voice remained very calm: "You're drunk."
"I'm not drunk!" Lin Yuwei suddenly pushed Gu Qingyan backward to the ground, straddled his lap, and cupped his face in her hands: "Gu Qingyan, you fucking see clearly, I know what I'm doing."
Their eyes met, and Gu Qingyan's breathing became noticeably heavier. His hands instinctively reached for her waist, trying to push her away, but her silk shirt was too thin and flimsy. When his hands touched her, he immediately released them as if burned. He turned his head away from her, his hands hanging in mid-air, as if he didn't know where to put them.
"Get up quickly." He gritted his teeth, and Lin Yuwei couldn't help but laugh when she saw his ear tips turn red quickly. How funny.
She was all too familiar with that expression on his face. Gu Qingyan had never refused her since he was a child, nor did he dare to refuse her. Even now, being teased by her in such a humiliating way, he still chose to obey and accept it. At most, he would say a few weak words, which only made him more eager to beg for mercy.
Playful, she rubbed against the pitiful, helpless little cutie below with even more gusto, and felt Gu Qingyan's body instantly stiffen.
"Lin Yuwei, stop messing around." Gu Qingyan's voice was hoarse, and the tone even cracked at the end.
How could Lin Yuwei listen to him? She pressed down mercilessly on the small hill that rose from the flat ground: "What is this? Gu Qingyan, what good stuff are you hiding in your pocket? Why is it so bulging?" Taking advantage of her drunkenness, she leaned forward, her red lips almost touching his earlobe, her fingers tracing his Adam's apple: "So, our abstinent Gu Qingyan can also react."
She deliberately blew a breath into his ear: "This is so funny, Gu Qingyan. Do you fantasize about how to bully me every night?"
"Lin Yuwei, what nonsense are you talking about? Get down here." Gu Qingyan struggled to get up.
He actually called her by her full name. It seems Gu Qingyan was really pushed to the limit. Lin Yuwei hugged Gu Qingyan's neck and laughed heartily: "I'm not lying, hahaha, I saw it all. There are a lot of my sketches in your drawer. Speaking of which, you draw them very well. Some of them are quite explicit. I feel embarrassed when I see them... I really want to know what you draw these for? Or what do you do with them every night?"
A look of panic and fear appeared on Gu Qingyan's face. He suddenly grabbed her wrist with such force that she gasped in pain. His eyes were frighteningly dark, filled with emotions that Lin Yuwei had never seen before.
"I...I was just...drawing for fun." He lowered his long eyelashes: "Lin Yuwei, get up! Don't you know there's a difference between men and women?"
These words only ignited the wickedness in Lin Yuwei's bones. She hugged him tightly, resting her face against his chest: "Don't you know the difference between men and women? I'm promiscuous, so why are you pretending to be so high and mighty? Besides, you're just someone my mother paid to keep me company... What can't I do?"
Gu Qingyan's breath hitched for a moment.
Lin Yuwei bit his earlobe, igniting a spark. She writhed wildly like a reed in a storm, and the sparks ignited a long-suppressed raging fire on the arid land.
The next second, Lin Yuwei felt dizzy and disoriented.
The usually mild-mannered and quiet Gu Qingyan suddenly stood up, threw her hard onto the sofa, and pounced on her with the agility of a tiger or leopard. Lin Yuwei crashed into the sofa, her dizzy head spinning. When her vision returned to normal, she was completely unable to move.
She discovered that Gu Qingyan, who looked slender, was actually frighteningly tall. His dark pupils reflected her panicked face. Gu Qingyan's chest heaved violently, and the force with which he gripped her wrist was very strong. Lin Yuwei frowned, worried that she might leave a bruise.
Under Gu Qingyan's immense pressure, she finally sensed a hint of danger, but the alcohol and a twisted sense of pleasure spurred her to continue her provocation: "Gu Qingyan, are you angry? Then prove it to me... prove you're a man, not just a good-for-nothing who fantasizes—"
Her voice stopped abruptly.
Gu Qingyan's lips pressed down hard, not with the shy, tentative touch she had imagined, but with a fierce invasion that had been suppressed for years. His tongue pried open her teeth, sweeping away the lingering smell of alcohol in her mouth. His large hands roughly tore open her silk shirt, the sound of buttons popping off being particularly clear in the quiet living room.
Large swaths of delicate first snow were exposed to the warm, spring-like air, only to fall into the scorching vortex, where they were ground, squeezed, and deformed...
Lin Yuwei was momentarily panicked, but it was quickly replaced by an even stronger stimulation. She had never seen Gu Qingyan like this before. His dark eyes burned with naked desire, and his movements were forceful and uncompromising. He could easily pin her wrists above her head with just one hand.
"Tell me now, am I a man?" Gu Qingyan's lips pressed against her carotid artery, his voice low and husky, almost fierce: "Am I just a useless piece of trash who only knows how to fantasize?"
Lin Yuwei bit her lip, refusing to make a sound. She was afraid that if she made a sound, her trembling voice would reveal her panic and vulnerability. Gu Qingyan, however, thought she was still unwilling to admit defeat. He pried open her legs, which were unconsciously closed due to nervousness, with his knee.
Lin Yuwei couldn't help but snort, but how could she be willing to give in to Gu Qingyan so easily? She gritted her teeth and said, word by word, "This is nothing! You can't be that naive, can you, Gu Qingyan?"
Gu Qingyan stared intently into her eyes, as if he wanted to devour her whole. Lin Yuwei met his gaze defiantly, their eyes locked in a fierce struggle. Suddenly, Lin Yuwei whispered, "Gu Qingyan, you bastard, you have no sportsmanship!"
She was ambushed because Gu Qingyan's hand left her ankle, slid up, and conquered the uninhabited area at the end of the road with unstoppable momentum.
Gu Qingyan chuckled softly, and Lin Yuwei's breathing became completely disordered. Every touch he made felt like an electric current, sending shivers down her spine.
The vanguard attempted to venture into the secluded path, a place untouched by humans. Perhaps due to the high mountains, dense forests, and complex terrain, or perhaps due to strategic reasons, they were unable to break through for a while. The team circled back along the same route, coming and going, going and coming again, a mix of reality and illusion.
Lin Yuwei, who was fighting with all her might, was so provoked that she couldn't help but curse him as a beast. This was completely different from what she had expected. She thought it would be a one-sided game in which she was in control, but she found that she was the one being controlled. She arched her body and clung tightly to his shoulders and back with both hands, even digging her nails into his back.
Gu Qingyan withdrew the vanguard squad, and Lin Yuwei breathed a sigh of relief. *Slap!* A light slap landed on her temporarily relaxed sensitive area. "Ouch—" she cried out, her body convulsing in fright, almost unable to catch her breath.
Gu Qingyan: "Girls shouldn't swear."
Having said that, the vanguard team turned around and launched a counterattack, advancing rapidly into the enemy territory.
“Gu Qingyan…stop…wait…” She tried to defend herself, hoping to regain the initiative, but was rendered speechless by a deep scout from the vanguard team.
"Waiting for what?" Gu Qingyan lowered his head and pressed his face against hers. His naturally stiff, tousled hair tickled her face, making it both prickly and itchy. As he spoke, his hands continued their clumsy yet forceful movements: "Didn't you ask me to prove it?"
Lin Yuwei dodged with all her might, her voice trembling with a rare sob: "It hurts, please go slower."
Ignoring everything else, Gu Qingyan continued his relentless assault. Finally, Lin Yuwei heard the sound of him unbuckling his belt, and she immediately seized the opportunity to flip over and escape between Gu Qingyan's legs.
Just as she managed to pull her legs away from his hold, Gu Qingyan grabbed her ankles and dragged her back. He raised his hand to pin her hands above her head, holding both of her hands tightly with his left hand, and used his other hand to pry her legs apart again, pressing them down firmly with his thigh.
The no-man's-land fell so easily, the central gate wide open, and after the vanguard left, the enemy general made his grand entrance, burning with fury.
Lin Yuwei realized for the first time that the surface temperature of the human body could be so high, like a branding iron, like lava, melting everything in its path.
She stared blankly at Gu Qingyan's face, which seemed magnified before her. He looked the same as before, yet upon closer inspection, he was not the same person. Her thoughts drifted aimlessly. Sometimes they floated back more than a decade, to the small, dark-skinned Gu Qingyan she had pushed down, sitting on the ground with red eyes, yet stubbornly holding back his tears. Other times, they floated back to a few years ago, to Gu Qingyan in his white school uniform shirt, sitting beside her, explaining problems to her, over and over again, patiently and tirelessly, a doting smile playing on his lips…
Molten lava flowed across her skin beneath her, and branding irons were branding her haphazardly as if punishing her, the tingling sensation causing her to gasp repeatedly.
Finally, Lin Yuwei closed her eyes and said angrily, "If you want to kill me or torture me, just give me a quick death!"
A note from the author:
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Xiao Gu: You're the one who made me prove it... [noob emoji]
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