Chapter 141: They Kissed

Deep…

Contact…

As Jiang Mi read the question, she couldn’t help but picture the man’s strikingly handsome and stern face, his dark eyes burning with intensity, thin lips slightly pressed together, and a bead of sweat slowly sliding down from his forehead—a restrained, yet undeniably sexy image.

Jiang Mi instinctively looked up at Gu Chuan.

Gu Chuan glanced at the question on the screen, frowning in clear displeasure. “You have the right to pass on this question.”

The director, who was getting anxious, slapped his thigh in excitement, “Yes, yes, Teacher Jiang won the push-up contest and earned the right to skip one question.”

Asking such a question to a woman really was pushing it too far!

If she gave a detailed answer about how intimate they were, the internet police might criticize and educate her. But if she dodged the question vaguely, she’d be accused of not playing along by netizens.

In short, any answer would be a landmine, so it might be better not to answer at all.

The live chat was buzzing with a mix of comments, but most of them came from understanding fans of the couple.

[“As CP fans, we’re the ones going crazy and writing fanfics. It has nothing to do with the actual people involved!”]

[“On the record: As CP fans, we’re only indulging ourselves, and the main couple should definitely stay out of it (but secretly, give us more content).”]

[“The intimacy level is too much to say in a live broadcast, hehe. Mi-bao, you don’t need to answer, we get it.”]

[“Yes, yes, use the pass to avoid any unnecessary drama.”]

But just then, Bai Ruoruo suddenly spoke up, “This kind of topic isn’t really appropriate for a live broadcast, right? Director, could you give Mimi a different question?”

At first glance, it seemed like she was trying to help Jiang Mi, but on closer inspection, it was clear she was throwing shade, implying that Jiang Mi was chickening out.

The director’s face darkened—what did this have to do with Bai Ruoruo?

Before the director could respond, Jiang Mi spoke up, “What kind of topic? Why don’t you spell it out?”

Bai Ruoruo pouted pitifully, “Mimi, I’m just looking out for you.”

Jiang Mi sneered, “Mind your own business. Did I ask for your help?”

Bai Ruoruo bit her lip in silence, secretly gloating, eager to see how Jiang Mi would answer this question.

Jiang Mi ignored her, signaling to the staff to put the lie detector on her, while saying, “This question has hundreds of thousands of likes, so clearly, a lot of people are curious. Yes, I’ll answer it.”

Everyone’s attention was instantly focused on Jiang Mi, filled with curiosity, gossip, and confusion.

No one had expected this twist—Jiang Mi actually chose to answer.

Ah, even though it was a bit embarrassing, they were still dying to know just how intimate things had gotten!

After the lie detector was set up, Jiang Mi turned to Gu Chuan with a bright smile, her gaze lingering on his thin lips.

His lips were pale, almost cold and firm in appearance, with a hint of aloofness. But only after deep contact could one know that his lips were soft, and very hot, like a fire that could almost melt her entirely.

Jiang Mi unconsciously bit her red lips, her voice becoming softer and more delicate.

“Our deep contact—was kissing.”

Kissing?!

Gu Chuan’s expression shifted slightly, a quick flash of amusement crossing his dark eyes.

Cheng Lin couldn’t hold back a “Holy crap,” exclaiming, “As expected of my one and only sis! There’s nothing she won’t say.”

Lu Yu’s face flushed with excitement, “Ah, ah, ah, my OTP is real!”

[Ahhhhhhhhhh!]

[The main couple just confirmed it—they really kissed!]

[ChuanMi is real, in bold and all caps!]

[“Is it just me, or do Mimi’s lips look a bit swollen, like they’ve been kissed swollen by a man?”]

[“She could have just casually said they bumped lips during push-ups, but instead, she sweetly and teasingly said they kissed. Mimi really knows how to flirt!”]

[“Sister Mi, publish a book on how to flirt with men—I need to learn!”]

[“Look, I think Brother Chuan is about to lose control!”]

[“Hehe, if I were Brother Chuan, I’d definitely pull Mimi into my arms and kiss her hard!”]

As the comments in the live chat buzzed with excitement and the atmosphere on set grew lively and chaotic, a sudden sharp beeping sound pierced the air.

Everyone was startled—what was happening?

Jiang Mi, on the other hand, didn’t even bat an eye. She winked playfully at Gu Chuan.

No need to say anything; Gu Chuan already knew what Jiang Mi was up to. His lips curved into a doting smile.

The previously silent lie detector suddenly started buzzing and flashing bright red.

Such intense activity could only mean one thing—Jiang Mi was lying.

At that moment, Lu Yu reacted the fastest, shouting, “Why is the lie detector going off? Brother Chuan and Mimi really did kiss during the push-ups!”

This statement made perfect sense.

It instantly snapped everyone out of their confusion!

Gu Chuan and Jiang Mi had kissed in front of the entire online audience—there was both a witness and evidence, so it definitely wasn’t a lie.

But now that the lie detector was going off, it could only mean that Jiang Mi had lied. Which leads to the next logical conclusion…

[“If they did more than just a kiss, could it be something like cuddling, touching, or… bumping?”]

[“Stop, stop! If we keep talking, this stream might get shut down!”]

[“Oh my god, I’m losing it—I’m really going crazy!”]

[“What the heck, I thought I was shipping this couple, but it turns out they’re shipping me!”]

At this point, the director was utterly baffled by Jiang Mi’s unexpected and tricky maneuvering. The assistant director had to remind him before he clumsily said, “Um, well, the lie detector says you’re lying. Teacher Jiang, do you have anything to, uh, explain? Oh, I mean, defend yourself?”

Jiang Mi smiled, “No.”

She wasn’t going to explain herself because this was exactly what she intended.

A lie detector works by monitoring changes in pulse, breathing, and skin resistance to determine if someone is lying.

Most people breathe faster and have an increased heart rate when they lie. But Jiang Mi had professional training—she could control her heart rate to tell the truth when she wanted to, or to lie when she wanted to.

As for why she did this, the reason was simple.

“As punishment, Teacher Jiang, you have to kiss the person on your left,” the director said, starting to catch on to what was happening.

Jiang Mi looked at Gu Chuan’s stern profile on her left, her eyes curving into a smile full of anticipation.

In the previous round of push-ups, Gu Chuan had taken the opportunity to kiss her. Most netizens would just think it was sweet, but some might twist it into a narrative where Gu Chuan was acting inappropriately toward her.

Gu Chuan cherished Jiang Mi and didn’t want her to face even the slightest criticism.

Jiang Mi felt the same—she wouldn’t let Gu Chuan be attacked by public opinion.

Their love was always mutual.

So if anyone dared to call Gu Chuan a pervert, then she’d go ahead and forcefully kiss him, playing the role of the “pervert” herself.

After all, two “perverts” together were a perfect match.

With a bold and dominant gesture, she cupped Gu Chuan’s face with both hands and then bent down to plant a firm kiss on his cool, thin lips.