127: Chapter 127 It's dangerous to take a bath alone.

It was already past ten o'clock when the two returned home. Gu Qingyan looked at the man on her shoulder, who had started feigning drunkenness the moment they got in the car, with annoyance. He couldn't even fake being drunk properly; didn't he have any idea how heavy he was? If he were truly drunk, how could she have possibly supported him?

Pushing Su Ye onto the sofa to lie down, Gu Qingyan felt she had broken into quite a sweat and felt sticky. She said, a bit shyly, "I'm going to take a shower."

Su Ye opened his eyes instantly and said with a straight face, "Qingyan, taking a shower alone is too dangerous. I just saw a news report yesterday where a girl encountered something terrifying while showering alone at home. So, I should stand guard for you."

Gu Qingyan asked, a bit curiously, "What terrifying thing happened?"

Su Ye said with a straight face, "She mistook her shampoo for body wash."

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Gu Qingyan didn't want to deal with Su Ye anymore. With blushing cheeks, she walked straight toward the bathroom and closed the door.

Su Ye lit a cigarette and played on his phone, though he would glance toward the bathroom every few dozen seconds. Twenty minutes later, the sound of water stopped, and Gu Qingyan said from inside the bathroom, "Su Ye, I didn't bring a change of clothes. Could you find me something to wear?"

Su Ye stood up excitedly, entered the bedroom, opened the wardrobe door, deliberated carefully, and reached out to take out a white shirt. "White it is. White looks good."

Watching the bathroom door crack open, a fair, tender hand shrouded in a wisp of mist reached out. Su Ye handed over the shirt. "Um, I want to go to—" "Bang!"

Looking at the closed bathroom door, Su Ye could only say sheepishly, "I really just wanted to use the bathroom." Afterward, he walked back toward the sofa.

He hadn't been sitting for two minutes when the frosted glass of the bathroom door, dampened by steam, suddenly shook. The warm breeze brought by Gu Qingyan pushing the door open swept out, carrying the scent of white peach body wash.

The Givenchy white shirt she wore was clearly oversized; the sleeves were rolled up three times to reveal half of her fair wrists, and the hem barely covered the tops of her thighs. As she walked, one could see the smooth, delicate curves of her calf muscles.

Water droplets from her temples dripped down her hair onto the hollow of her collarbone, then seeped down through the gaps between the shirt buttons, creating wet marks of varying shades on the off-white fabric. A hint of purple was vaguely visible. A certain adult was right: purple has a lot of charm.

Gu Qingyan smoothed her hair back and, a bit embarrassed, rubbed her pair of fair, long legs: "I can't find the hairdryer." She raised her hand to tuck the hair clinging to her cheeks behind her ears.

"Gulp!" Seeing this scene, Su Ye's heart couldn't help but tremble. He stood up and walked toward the bathroom. As he passed Gu Qingyan, he grabbed her fair wrist: "Come on, I'll dry your hair."

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!" The sound of a hairdryer rang out in the bathroom, stopping only after ten minutes or so. Gu Qingyan felt a pair of hot, large hands pressing on her shoulders, and feeling both expectant and nervous, she said: "Su—Su Ye, you—you go take a shower first." After speaking, she walked quickly toward the bedroom and closed the door.

Su Ye hurriedly followed behind, knocked on the bedroom door, and said with a wry smile: "You have to let me get my underwear; I don't have the habit of streaking." Gu Qingyan's muffled voice came from inside the room: "The door isn't locked."

Su Ye pushed the door open and entered, saw a lump curled up on the bed, chuckled twice, then picked up his underwear from the wardrobe and walked out. Only after hearing the footsteps fade away did Gu Qingyan lift the quilt. With flushed cheeks, she looked toward the bedroom door, took out her phone, opened Xiao Hongshu, and searched: "What do I need to pay attention to when spending the night at my boyfriend's place for the first time?"

The pile of information that popped up made Gu Qingyan blush furiously, but her eyes seemed to emit a look of wonder, and from time to time she would shyly purse her lips and make "hiss," "tsk," and "wow" sounds.

About ten minutes later, Gu Qingyan put down her phone and fanned her burning face. It was really, really too embarrassing. It had been quite cool when she came in, so why was it so hot now? Was the central air conditioning broken?

"Click." The doorknob moved gently. Gu Qingyan hurriedly covered her little head with the quilt, leaving only a pair of moist, large eyes exposed.

Su Ye came in wearing only a bath towel around his lower body, revealing his solid, smooth upper body muscles without reservation. Tiny droplets of water flowed down his eight packed, full abdominal muscles. Where would Gu Qingyan have ever seen such a sight?

Facts proved that it wasn't just men who lusted after women's bodies; women also lusted after men's bodies. Gu Qingyan silently swallowed, the "gulp" sound being exceptionally clear in the quiet room. Shy, Gu Qingyan covered her little head completely.

Su Ye, who was drying his hair with a towel, heard the sound and looked toward the bed. He couldn't help but chuckle, then tossed the towel aside and got into bed.

As he slipped under the covers, their skin unavoidably touched, and a sensation of smooth tenderness came from Gu Qingyan's skin. Both of their hearts couldn't help but flutter. Su Ye's right hand snaked under Gu Qingyan's neck, and amidst her low cry, he pulled her into his embrace. A scent of white peach lingered at the tip of Su Ye's nose.

With warmth in his arms, two soft mounds pressed against Su Ye's solid chest. For a moment, the two were speechless, quietly enjoying this moment. They say the best time for men and women is when they are still green with each other; this period is exciting, shy, and both familiar and strange.

I don't know how long it had been when Gu Qingyan's muffled voice sounded: "Su Ye, are you planning to suffocate me?"

Su Ye loosened his grip slightly and looked down at Gu Qingyan, who wore no makeup but still had a stunningly high level of beauty. From his angle, he could even see a hint of an abyss amidst the fairness.

Gu Qingyan raised her head, her face flushed, and blinked her moist eyes as she asked: "Su—Su Ye, what are you looking at?"

Su Ye said with a straight face: "I am appreciating art."

Gu Qingyan didn't quite catch on for a moment. At such an ambiguous moment between the two of them, Su Ye was actually appreciating art? Was she not attractive? "What kind of art are you appreciating?"

Su Ye said, eyes unblinking: "The Creator's human body art."

Gu Qingyan followed Su Ye's gaze and looked down. Seeing her own pride, her face turned so red it was almost steaming. She hurriedly covered Su Ye's eyes with her little hand: "Not allowed to look."

Su Ye chuckled, took away Gu Qingyan's little hand, and then said seriously: "Qingyan, I don't intend to get married, at least not now, and you should know..."

Before Su Ye could finish his sentence, his lips were pressed against by Gu Qingyan's slightly cool, soft lips. Gu Qingyan looked at Su Ye with determined eyes and said: "I don't care. As long as I know you have me in your heart and that you love me, that is enough." "Kiss me!"

Since Gu Qingyan had said this much, what could Su Ye say? His right hand passed through the hem of the shirt, climbing up Gu Qingyan's smooth back. Skill: "Understanding People's Clothing" activated. (Twenty thousand words omitted here again; the author wants to stay alive.)