Chapter 15: A Kiss to the Adam’s Apple

Jiang Mi tilted her delicate chin upward, her tone imperious. “Yes, I’m ordering you. Turn around, crouch down, and carry me on your back.”

Gu Chuan’s gaze lingered on her face, now alive with vitality. His thin lips curved into a faint, almost imperceptible smile.

“As you wish, Miss.”

He turned and crouched, his broad back visible to Jiang Mi from her vantage point. Wide and powerful, it radiated strength and a magnetic allure that was hard to ignore.

Jiang Mi bit her lip, a faint blush spreading across her pale cheeks. When her arms brushed against his sturdy shoulders, it felt as though she’d been scalded—his warmth almost overwhelming.

She cleared her throat softly. “Alright, take me to my room.”

Gu Chuan replied calmly, “Miss, forgive me for the offense.”

Jiang Mi was just about to question what he meant when, in the next moment, his calloused, heated palm slid under her knees. A tingling sensation coursed through her body, leaving her weak and pliant.

Her entire frame melted against him as he lifted her effortlessly. A faint, unbidden sigh escaped her lips.

Gu Chuan carried her steadily, each step firm and secure, providing an undeniable sense of safety.

But as he set her down on the bed, he paused for a beat longer than necessary and asked, “Miss, your heart is racing. Should I take you to the hospital?”

The act of carrying someone created an undeniable closeness—skin pressed to skin, leaving no room for distance. Detecting someone’s rapid heartbeat under such circumstances was far from difficult.

Yet, his question came not at the moment of discovery, but as he gently laid her on the bed.

Jiang Mi sat down, but her slender arms remained looped around Gu Chuan’s neck, pulling him closer.

Their proximity was intimate—she seated, and he leaning over her—as though they were lovers lost in each other’s embrace.

In reality, however, there was an undercurrent of inexplicable frustration in the closeness.

Jiang Mi’s voice was soft, yet carried a trace of defiance. “No need. I know why.”

Gu Chuan raised a brow, silently asking her to explain.

But before he could get an answer, Jiang Mi suddenly broke into a radiant smile. Her almond-shaped eyes arched, glimmering like a night sky full of stars—bright, captivating, and just a touch mischievous.

Her arm tightened ever so slightly, urging him to lean closer.

Their noses brushed faintly, the almost-contact sending sparks through the air between them.

Jiang Mi leaned in, her lips brushing against his earlobe. Her voice was low and feather-light, as though she was guarding a secret.

“Bodyguard, I suffered a great deal because of you today. You’re fully responsible.”

A mere five minutes ago in the interview room, she’d been jolted by the system’s punitive shocks. Though it hadn’t hurt much, Gu Chuan still needed to take the blame.

The words themselves were capricious and unreasonable, yet when they came from Jiang Mi’s lips, they carried an air of absolute rightness.

After all, a beauty like her was destined to be pampered.

Gu Chuan’s Adam’s apple bobbed twice, his voice deep and magnetic. “What would you have me do?”

They say a man’s Adam’s apple is his most alluring feature.

Jiang Mi used to scoff at that idea. It was just a lump of bone that moved—what could possibly be so attractive about it?

But now, as she watched it shift and listened to the rich timbre of his voice, it wasn’t just her ears that felt intoxicated—her lips seemed to crave it too.

She tightened her arms around his neck and tipped her head up…

“Mimi! The moon is so full tonight. Let’s go out and look at the moon, okay?”

Lu Yu’s bright, innocent voice cut through the charged moment. Her wide, round eyes stared in shock at the two figures tangled in an intimate pose.

Jiang Mi froze. Gu Chuan’s expression didn’t change, but his lips pressed into a tight line as if suppressing a laugh.

The spell was broken.

Suddenly, she was met with a cold, somber, and dangerously intense gaze.

It was as if a lion in the middle of feeding had been disturbed, its irritation threatening to tear everything apart.

Lu Yu was so frightened that she took two steps back, deeply bowing at a ninety-degree angle, trembling as she shouted, “I’m sorry for the disturbance!” before quickly turning and running.

Gu Chuan: “……..”

Jiang Mi: “……..”

Lu Yu, terrified and lost, was running with her head down when she crashed into a wall of flesh.

“Ouch!” she yelped, stumbling backward two steps and almost falling, only for the wall of flesh to kindly catch her at the waist.

“Sorry, did I hurt you?”

“No, no, it’s my fault.”

Lu Yu rubbed her sore nose and looked up, only to unexpectedly meet the cold, narrow eyes behind a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

The image of a gutted little rabbit toy suddenly flashed in her mind.

Ah, ah, ah, my dead memories are attacking me again!

Lu Yu, almost on the verge of tears, hurriedly apologized, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bump into you.”

The respectful address slipped out of her mouth.

From behind the lightly golden lenses, a hint of interest glimmered.

“Little rabbit, sorry, did I scare you again?”

Again?

Why does he say again?

The word sounded like it was coming from a twisted psychopath!

Lu Yu’s face turned pale, and she immediately turned to run away.

Fu Li watched the frightened little rabbit, pushed his glasses up, and smiled faintly.

Suddenly, noticing Gu Chuan walking toward them, Fu Li’s gaze locked onto the glaring red mark on his Adam’s apple.

Fu Li glanced back at the direction Gu Chuan was coming from, his expression darkening slightly. “You’ve got a mark on your neck.”

Gu Chuan absentmindedly touched his Adam’s apple, still feeling the soft, sweet sensation left by the woman’s lips. He pinched the mark, his fingertip turning a shade of faint red.

He smirked and explained, “A cat scratched me.”

A cat? Where would there be a cat in the villa?

Unless it was a stray from some room.

That night, in Group A, Shen Mingxuan, Chen Wanru, and Bai Ruanruan each carried their own thoughts; in Group B, Cheng Lin, Fu Li, and Gu Chuan were silent and mysterious; in Group C, Lu Yu was nervous and anxious; while Jiang Mi struggled with her mind, lost in thoughts.

The next day, Jiang Mi woke up at exactly six o’clock.

During her time traveling through three thousand worlds, she had been a female special forces soldier a few times, and it was during those times that her body had developed a biological clock to wake up at six in the morning.

After changing into workout clothes in the bathroom and tying her hair into a high ponytail, she went out for a run to exercise.

The original owner had been pampered and spoiled, with soft and plump flesh all over her body.

It felt good to touch, but it wasn’t very practical.

Jiang Mi breathed in the fresh morning air and heard a growl nearby. Looking up, she saw a mighty and imposing Tibetan Mastiff lying on the ground, looking at her with a sense of grievance.

Jiang Mi smiled and ran over, letting the Tibetan Mastiff out of its cage.

The massive dog rubbed its head against her, then looked up, about to let out a triumphant howl of joy. But as soon as its head tilted back, Jiang Mi slapped it back down.

“They’re still sleeping. Be good, no loud barking.”

The Tibetan Mastiff let out a soft growl in protest, but Jiang Mi paid it no mind. She surveyed the surroundings, confirmed her running route, and began her morning routine with the dog in tow.

…

After Jiang Mi stole the spotlight yesterday, Bai Ruanruan was unwilling to accept it. She woke up half an hour earlier than usual to prepare breakfast for everyone, successfully raising her favorability in front of everyone.

Especially Cheng Lin, who had begun to show signs of becoming a loyal, obedient dog.

It was then that Jiang Mi returned from her run.

Her simple workout attire highlighted her proud and graceful figure, while her long, flowing hair was tied up in a high ponytail, revealing her stunning, elegant features.

Compared to yesterday’s red dress, which had been seductive and alluring, today’s outfit gave off more of a cool, breezy vibe, but no matter how she looked, her beauty was breathtaking.