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Chapter 138: Will a “V” be Enough for You? 1/2
Gu Chuan followed Jiang Mi’s gaze downward.
Instantly, he felt speechless and helpless.
With a beauty in his arms, he did feel a bit impulsive.
But he flicked her forehead gently, his voice indulgent, “Mi-bao, I’m a man, not a beast.”
They were live streaming, with millions of viewers watching them.
If he showed even a hint of impulsiveness, the one who would get hurt would only be his Mi-bao.
Why? Because when it comes to such things between men and women, girls bear the brunt of the shackles, speculation, and insults.
As a man, he had to protect his girlfriend more carefully.
Jiang Mi, savoring Gu Chuan’s words, glanced down again. Though it was large, it wasn’t that large.
Instantly, a rush of heat surged to her head, making her brain buzz.
So Gu Chuan really was a normal man!
She was the one being improper!
But when you’re loved and spoiled, you’re bound to be a bit more willful. Jiang Mi’s cheeks flushed, and she glared at him with her peach blossom eyes, a little bit spoiled and proud, “It’s all your weird words that made me misunderstand.”
She glanced down again—it really was big, no wonder she had her mind in the gutter!
The more she thought about it, the more her heart raced and her face reddened.
Jiang Mi didn’t dare stay with Gu Chuan any longer. She deftly slipped out of his arms and hurriedly caught up with the main group.
Gu Chuan shook his head lightly, a doting smile tugging at his lips.
When Jiang Mi reached the main group, she wanted to say something about the weather being too hot, that the sun had made her face red. But one look around and she saw that everyone, male or female, had flushed faces.
Especially Qin Ling, who was usually so aloof and cool. Now, standing beside Yang Yang with a flushed face, he looked like a little puppy.
Jiang Mi quickly abandoned her attempt to cover up her embarrassment.
The director, meanwhile, looked at the pink bubbles floating between the guests and the skyrocketing viewer count in the live stream, and laughed heartily with his hands on his hips.
It was worth staying up until 2 a.m., risking baldness, to come up with this competition segment with the scriptwriter!
“Now, let’s announce the results of the second round of push-ups. Congratulations to Mr. Gu for coming in first with 141 push-ups.”
That number.
Jiang Mi raised her eyebrows and looked at Gu Chuan.
Gu Chuan returned her gaze with a smile.
Qin Ling, ever straightforward, blurted out, “Brother Chuan did 141, and Sister Mi did 140. Haha, just one more to beat her.”
That one extra push-up spoke volumes.
In Jiang Mi’s mind, she couldn’t help but picture Gu Chuan doing push-ups over her. For once, Jiang Mi, who was always quick with a retort, was at a loss for words.
Qin Ling was pleased with himself. Oh yeah, there was finally a day when he could outwit Sister Mi.
But in the next moment, Gu Chuan’s cold, magnetic voice slowly echoed, “You did 80 push-ups, barely more than half of what Mimi did.”
The smile on Qin Ling’s face froze instantly, looking a bit wronged, as if to say, “Brother Chuan, I was helping you out, was it necessary to be so harsh?”
For Gu Chuan, it was definitely necessary. Jiang Mi could be teased by him, but no one else was allowed to bully her.
Jiang Mi finally snapped back to reality, seeing the corners of Gu Chuan’s lips curved and his eyes shining brightly.
[Qin Ling is so naive. You actually dared to talk about Mi-bao in front of Brother Chuan, haha, no wonder he roasted you.]
[Brother Chuan is totally a wife-doting maniac. How could he let anyone bully Mimi?]
[But seriously, Brother Chuan is so sneaky, doing just one more push-up than Mi-bao. Who would believe that wasn’t intentional?]
[Oh, those other fans who were mocking Brother Chuan before must be fuming now. Brother Chuan casually flirted with his little wife while doing push-ups, and still did way more than Shen Xu. Who’s mad now?]
[Shen Xu can’t even beat the girls, how’s he going to show his face again?]
[He’s not here to show his face, he’s just here to disgust people.]
At this point, the director continued to announce the second-place winner, “Second place goes to Yang Yang, with 90 push-ups.”
Yang Yang was very happy, clapping for herself.
Qin Ling, also pleased for her, raised his hands for a high-five.
But Jiang Mi suddenly spoke up, “Qin Ling only did 80 push-ups. Wow, Yang Yang, you totally carried your team!”
Qin Ling’s arm, raised mid-air, suddenly froze. High-five, or not to high-five?
Inwardly, he was filled with regret. Why did he have to be so mouthy and tease Jiang Mi? Qin Ling turned his head, looking bitter, and shouted, “Sister, you’re my only sister, please spare your little brother this time, okay?”
As a good friend, Cheng Lin didn’t hesitate to kick him while he was down, “Sister Mi was just stating a fact. Hey, we’re all about gender equality these days. It’s no shame if a guy can’t do as many push-ups as a girl.”
Qin Ling took another hit to his pride. “You and I did the same, so let’s just say we’re even, alright?”
Cheng Lin, without a blush or a flinch, boasted proudly, “I did more than Wanruo.”
Qin Ling was close to giving up.
But Yang Yang, with a bright smile, spoke up, “Qin Ling, you’re much stronger than me. Remember, I was sitting on your back while you were doing your push-ups. Carrying an extra hundred pounds isn’t easy, yet you still did so many. You’re amazing!”
Yang Yang’s words were very skillful.
First, she protected Qin Ling’s self-esteem, acknowledging that a guy doing fewer push-ups than a girl could be a blow to his ego and might attract criticism.
Second, she crafted a high emotional intelligence and gentle, caring persona for herself.
Qin Ling, hearing Yang Yang’s self-deprecating words that uplifted him, didn’t feel overly proud. He scratched his head and said, “No, no, no, I’ve been busy with my album lately and haven’t been training enough. I really need to work out more. Next time, I’ll do over a hundred push-ups with you on my back.” His invitation made even his own ears turn red.
Yang Yang responded calmly, “Sure, I’m looking forward to seeing the results of your training. Good luck.”
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