Chapter 105: This girl always managed to stir him without even trying

Gu Shiyan helped Luo Xing along, and the two of them went to check the tents together. Since two people were serving one person, how had they still not come back after all this time?

At a glance, it was obvious that the three grown men inside had already lain down and fallen asleep, snoring away.

Gu Shiyan: ...

In front of him were three snoring men, and beside him was an intoxicated ex-girlfriend.

Gu Shiyan glanced at Luo Xing. "I'll take you back."

The moment Luo Xing heard "back," she wrapped her arms around herself and crouched down. "I... sleep."

As she spoke, she even buried her head and really fell asleep just like that.

Gu Shiyan looked at the scene before him and thought of how, on the balcony earlier, she had fallen asleep in exactly the same way. Back then, he had been the one left coldly ignored, without even knowing why.

He lifted her into his arms.

Luo Xing's body suddenly rose off the ground, startling her.

Perhaps that shock had jolted some of the alcohol out of her system, because she actually called out, "Gu Shiyan."

Her voice was light and ethereal.

Gu Shiyan lowered his eyes to her. "What is it? Now that you have a boyfriend, you won't let anyone carry you?"

His tone was flat, but there was a faint edge of sarcasm in it.

Luo Xing looked at his outline and reached out, tracing it with her hand.

By then, Gu Shiyan had already carried her to her tent.

The other three girls were already asleep.

Gu Shiyan heard voices coming from inside.

"Later, maybe we should crowd her on purpose and squeeze her out."

"Wouldn't that be bad? Didn't those online rumors already get clarified?"

"Only fools would believe those clarifications. If she were really clean, it wouldn't have blown up in the first place. Why would they expose her and not anyone else?"

"I'll sleep first..."

"Wei Xue, what about you?"

"I'd never sleep with her. If it weren't for her, this time's provincial gold medal would have belonged to our second team. Now we don't even have the chance to go abroad for the national competition."

Gu Shiyan let out a cold laugh.

Holding Luo Xing, he stood outside the closed tent and said lazily, coolly, "The team that won the award is the one in the wrong? That line about rats in the gutter not seeing daylight really fits."

His voice was not loud, but it was enough to ensure the people inside could hear him.

The tent that had just been full of voices instantly went as still as ice, not even a breath audible.

Gu Shiyan carried Luo Xing away.

Wei Xue quietly unzipped the tent and peeked outside. Only after seeing that they were gone did she breathe again. "W-when did he get here?"

"Wei Xue, will they target us? You know our internship is at Gu Shiyan's father's company, and he..."

"Don't be afraid. It's not certain we'll be assigned there anyway."

Gu Shiyan carried Luo Xing into his own tent.

He bent down and gently laid her down.

Luo Xing wrapped her arms around his neck, rolled over, and in doing so dragged Gu Shiyan down with her.

The two of them fell together, locked in a sideways embrace.

"So cold," Luo Xing murmured, rubbing against him and curling deeper into his arms.

Gu Shiyan's gaze swept over her.

She was wearing a windbreaker, and on top of that she had on Gu Shiyan's jacket, making her look especially bulky.

He looked at the small face peeking out from all those puffy layers.

Outside, the ambient lights were on, but their glow was weak by now, leaving only a small patch of skin lit.

Gu Shiyan was still holding her. The familiar, faint fragrance of her body drifted to his nose, mixed with a jumble of barbecue smoke and alcohol.

He leaned in to sniff again, and there was even a hint of biscuit. By rights, he should have been disgusted, should have just thrown her out.

Yet the hand at her waist showed no intention of letting go.

Luo Xing suddenly lifted her head.

Gu Shiyan, whose thoughts were already in disarray, became even more unsettled.

His raven-black lashes trembled before he lowered his eyes to look.

Luo Xing's hot breath brushed against his neck...

Gu Shiyan's body stiffened, his throat bobbing.

A soft touch grazed him lightly, and it felt as though he had been struck by electricity from head to toe, every inch of him going weak and tingling.

In the dim light, he gave a faint click of his tongue.

This girl always had a way of teasing him without even trying.

Gu Shiyan's arm began to go numb. He shifted, wanting to pull away.

The person in his arms rubbed against him again. "Baby..."

Gu Shiyan: ?

At first, Gu Shiyan froze. Then, realizing what he had heard, he looked at Luo Xing. "W-what?"

Even his voice carried a tremor of disbelief.

How could Luo Xing be calling out "baby" while being held? Did she usually hug that dessert-shop guy and call him that?

"Baby..."

The person in his arms mumbled it again in a daze, one leg still pressing against him like an octopus clinging on.

"Baby... why aren't you soft anymore..."

Her hand, wrapped around Gu Shiyan's waist, was also patting around aimlessly. "You're hard."

One sentence, shocking enough to stun anyone.

Don't panic. Let Gu Shiyan freeze for a moment first.

Luo Xing pushed at him.

Her muddled mind was still thinking hazily.

Where was her soft teddy bear?

This baby was hard... not comfortable to hold at all.

Even the bed was hard and stiff, not her soft big bed.

Gu Shiyan was pushed a little away by Luo Xing. When he finally reacted, he drew her back into his arms with one hand, holding her even tighter.

His voice lowered, carrying a hint of jealousy and chill. "Then he's useless!"

Gu Shiyan held her tightly, his chin brushing her soft earlobe.

"Luo Xing, break up with him, all right..." His low, cool voice brushed past her like a caress. Luo Xing shrank back, her ear ticklish.

In that moment of embrace, it seemed as if time had been frozen forever.

Until the person in his arms called out that she was cold again.

Gu Shiyan moved slightly, only then realizing that half his body had gone numb. He had no choice but to loosen his hold.

He took a spare jacket from the bag beside them and covered Luo Xing with another layer.

Then he sat in the corner with his legs bent and took out his phone.

The phone had vibrated several times just now, but Gu Shiyan had ignored it.

After sending the remaining payment to that major influencer, he exited the interface.

He glanced at the financial news. As expected, even though Gu Ming's company was under investigation, when trouble came, it was the people below who would bear the blame.

He and the old man had already guessed as much. Everything would have to be done slowly.

After all, the power Gu Ming had accumulated over so many years was not easy to deal with.

One could only say the old master had discovered things too late.

In the end, Gu Shiyan opened the chat window with Gu Liang.

[Did you send Su Mo in?]

[You'd better come home and explain yourself properly. What nonsense have you been up to lately? I told you to get closer to the old master, not to go provoking Gu Ming! He won't care about any family ties.]

A quick scroll upward showed that Gu Shiyan's replies to Gu Liang were entirely mood-dependent. If he was in a good mood, he'd answer once; if not, he wouldn't reply at all.

Today, he happened to be in rather a good mood.

His fingers moved as he typed slowly, all easy indolence.

[After raising her for just a few days, you really started treating her like your own daughter? I had someone look into Su Mo. She's a local from Rong City. Since high school, she hasn't had any proper guardian. Her grandmother is lying in a hospital bed, and she herself doesn't even have the ability to earn money, yet she could attend the best international language high school in Rong City? An old woman needs at least several tens of thousands a month just to get by. You think nobody is backing her? Or do you think the two hot scandals making the rounds online were really just coincidence? I'm still having people investigate Ke Yu; his registration is overseas, so it will take some time.]

[Gu Liang, don't let a late marriage make you lose your mind.]