Chapter 147: You Worked Hard

In the bedroom, on the luxurious wool carpet, scattered were a man’s belt, shirt, and a woman’s coat and bra…

Soft moans and heavy breathing intertwined, blending with the cool night breeze, making the air itself seem to grow hot…

The sheer white curtains, illuminated by the hazy moonlight, became nearly transparent, faintly revealing the intertwined silhouettes of two figures…

It was passionate, intense…

Meanwhile, under the streetlight on the beach, a lone figure appeared especially desolate, cold, and pitiful.

It was already late August, autumn had set in, and the weather had cooled. The night breeze carried a slight chill.

A gust of wind blew by, causing Shen Mingxuan to sneeze. He hunched his shoulders, his gaze scanning the surroundings.

But no matter how much he looked around, the area was empty—there wasn’t a single soul in sight.

Where was Gu Chuan? Why hadn’t he come?

Could it be that he didn’t care?

No, impossible!

Gu Chuan liked Jiang Mi. Anyone with eyes could see that. So, after reading his message, Gu Chuan would definitely come to discuss the childhood engagement.

As long as Gu Chuan showed up, Shen Mingxuan thought, he had already won!

He continued to convince himself of this, even coming up with excuses for why Gu Chuan hadn’t arrived yet. The show was probably still being broadcast live, and once the broadcast ended, Gu Chuan would surely come right over.

Shen Mingxuan confidently waited for Gu Chuan to arrive. But he waited… and waited… and still saw no one.

One hour…

Two hours…

Three hours…

Growing anxious, Shen Mingxuan wanted to storm off, but feared that if he left, Gu Chuan might arrive the moment he did. So, he gritted his teeth and continued to wait.

It wasn’t until the sky lightened with the first traces of dawn that Shen Mingxuan realized he had been played by Gu Chuan!

Furious, he wanted to rush into Gu Chuan’s private villa and demand an explanation. But as soon as he moved, his legs had gone numb from sitting too long, and he collapsed onto the sand.

To make things worse, after spending the entire night in the cold wind, his nose was running, his head was heavy with fever, and his body felt miserable. He was utterly wretched.

Shen Mingxuan blamed all of this on Gu Chuan.

He swore to make Gu Chuan and Jiang Mi pay for this!!!

Meanwhile, back at the villa in the heart of the island…

The bright sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, chasing away the darkness and illuminating the romantic traces of the night.

From the soft, pure-white bed, a pair of long, smooth legs suddenly stretched out, though they seemed marred by small red marks, giving the scene a hint of intimacy.

Slowly, a soft, hoarse voice murmured, still half-asleep.

“It… doesn’t… hurt…”

The man, who had woken up first, listened to the tender, sleepy words of the woman beside him. He lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead, his large hand moving to soothe her lower back. In a low voice, he coaxed her softly, “Be good, keep sleeping.”

The warmth of the man’s large hand, gently pressing on her sore lower back, was so comfortable that the already drowsy Jiang Mi felt even more dizzy. She rubbed her little face against him and was ready to drift back to sleep.

But suddenly, a vivid, intimate image flashed through her mind.

Jiang Mi’s softened body instantly tensed up, her tired eyes barely opening into a slit. Through the blur, she saw the man’s firm, muscular chest, still marked with fresh red scratches.

Then a second and a third image flashed before her.

Her eyes flew wide open, and instinctively, she tried to sit up. But as soon as she moved, the soreness spread throughout her entire body.

The soreness was hard to describe.

It felt like she had been run over by a large truck, back and forth several times, with the ache sinking deep into her bones.

Jiang Mi gasped sharply and collapsed back into the man’s arms.

Gu Chuan reacted quickly, his arm circling her waist, pulling her protectively into his embrace. “Don’t move. I’ll massage your back, and it won’t hurt anymore.”

Without thinking, Jiang Mi muttered, “You’re lying. It hurts a lot.”

The next second, his large, warm hand was gently kneading her lower back again, the heat and roughness from his palm making her fall silent.

She suddenly felt like a scolded little wife, too afraid to talk back. After a long pause, she softly muttered, “No, don’t…”

Gu Chuan was momentarily surprised but quickly understood. “Don’t worry, we won’t do anything today. I’m just massaging your back.”

Jiang Mi lifted her eyelids slightly, her peach blossom eyes wet and reddened. “You also said last night we’d sleep after a bath. And then?”

“And then…” Gu Chuan’s thin lips moved over the words slowly, before a low chuckle escaped.

His voice, already deep and magnetic, was now husky with lingering desire. With their bodies so closely pressed together, Jiang Mi could feel the vibrations from his chest against her own.

Immediately, her entire body flushed a deep shade of red, glowing with a tantalizing hue.

Gu Chuan leaned his forehead against hers, his voice low and tempting, “So, what did we do after that, sweetie?”

They were so close.

Naturally, Jiang Mi was aware of his reaction.

More vivid, intimate images flashed in her mind. No, she didn’t even need to remember, because… well, it was quite obvious now.

Her face turned bright red, and in a fit of embarrassment, she ordered angrily, “Don’t move!”

Gu Chuan laughed softly and gently bit her ear, his voice deep and sensual. “It’s just a physiological reaction. I can’t control it.”

“You… you managed to control it while doing push-ups,” she retorted, feeling justified in her response.

Gu Chuan gazed at her intently, speaking honestly, “Yes, but I was holding back then.”

Being stared at like this, while wrapped in his embrace, Jiang Mi’s face flushed even redder. After a long silence, she finally squeezed out a response, “You must’ve worked hard.”

Gu Chuan blinked in surprise, then broke into a wide smile, his brows relaxed. “Not too hard. I made up for it last night.”

Jiang Mi bit her lip, completely lost for words this time, and lightly kicked him with her foot in playful frustration.

Gu Chuan chuckled and, sensing that his girlfriend was still a little overwhelmed from last night’s events, decided not to tease her any further. He changed the subject, “I’ll go tell the kitchen to prepare some food.”

Jiang Mi quietly let out a breath of relief. “Go ahead then.”

Gu Chuan nodded, got out of bed, and walked naked toward the wardrobe to grab some clothes.

After all, the clothes he wore yesterday were now torn and scattered across the carpet.

When he left the bed, the absence of his warmth made her feel oddly empty.

Unable to resist, Jiang Mi glanced over at him. By now, he was putting on his shirt. As he lifted his arms, his shoulder muscles flexed naturally, the lines smooth and defined.

Sensing her gaze, Gu Chuan turned around while buttoning his shirt.

Caught red-handed, Jiang Mi couldn’t look away fast enough. Her eyes traveled down to his abs, barely hidden by the fabric, and further below…

Her heart suddenly caught fire.

And just then, Gu Chuan, completely unbothered, asked her calmly, “What would you like to eat?”