Nie Chuhang patted her back and his eyes narrowed slightly. Was she excited after hearing Zhou Fang's words?
What are you so excited for?
Nie Chuchu's eyes were shining, but her eyebrows were furrowed, "Can you not compare Brother Gu to a monk?"
Brother Gu is just a gentleman, not a monk!
Su Yutong finally managed not to choke, but she couldn't help stroking her forehead. These unscrupulous people were talking behind her back about how to capture Gu Meiren. Should she be reminded?
But thinking of Mei Gu's omniscient appearance, she couldn't help but shut her mouth.
In the evening, Nie Chuhang stayed in her room again under the influence of alcohol. Of course, she also had the excuse that his bed was soiled by her, so she couldn't drive him away.
Su Yutong couldn't help but think of the previous kiss in the Night King Club.
So when she faced Nie Chuhang at night, she inevitably felt guilty. She really wasn't calm enough when the two of them slept on the same bed.
After she washed up and went upstairs, she saw that he had occupied most of the bed.
Su Yutong really wanted to call him a scoundrel, "You think I made your bed dirty, so aren't you afraid that I will make you dirty when you wake up tomorrow?"
Nie Chuhang was not drunk at all. When he heard what she said, he opened his eyes and lay on his back to look at her.
"Honey, your taste is getting more and more serious. How do you want to make me dirty?" He smiled with squinting eyes, looking like a seductive monster.
He opened his arms, as if inviting her to just knock him down, no matter how dirty he was.
I originally wanted to ridicule him, but ended up being ridiculed by him instead.
Su Yutong wanted to bite her tongue.
She lay down beside the bed angrily and gave him a back view.
But before he even lay down for a minute, his entire arm crossed the line.
He put his arm across her waist and pulled her into his arms. Su Yutong patted his arm dully, "My stomach hurts!"
She saw the doctor today and he seemed to be quite concerned. Now she had no choice but to shout out.
Unexpectedly, his warm breath hit her cheek directly. He turned sideways and hooked one of his long legs around her legs, immediately making her unable to move.
He stretched out his hand to her and said, "I'll rub it."
"No, I want to sleep now." She didn't want to be so intimate with him at all. It would make her heartbeat abnormal and make her feel lost.
But she moved, but couldn't break away from his eight-claw wrapping skill.
"You go to sleep, I'm not letting you sleep."
While he was talking, his big hands actually got under her pajamas, placed them on her lower abdomen, and massaged her gently.
Su Yutong's body was very stiff, and she even trembled slightly when he pressed her up.
His muffled smile could be heard in my ears, "What are you afraid of? As you are, what can I do to you? Or, what do you want to do?"
"Nie Chuhang, shut up!"
She became so angry that she closed her eyes and ignored him.
She didn't know how she fell asleep, but under the caress of his warm palms, she gradually relaxed her body and fell asleep unsuspectingly.
…
From that day on, Su Yutong would receive a bouquet of flowers and a letter on her desk every morning. Of course, the letter was sent under a small umbrella, which was more tempting to her than the flowers.
The flowers were not signed at first, and she even thought they were sent with the letter, and her heart palpitated for a long time.
But when Nie Chuhang's internal call came, the corners of her mouth twitched speechlessly.