Chapter 168: My Boyfriend is So Sweet

In truth, ever since their first time, the two hadn’t been that intimate again.

One reason was that Jiang Mi’s body was still sore, and Gu Chuan cherished her, not wanting to cause her discomfort.
Another reason was the continuous, high-intensity commercial shoots, which left them with neither time nor energy.

Gu Chuan gazed at the girl in his arms, his expression growing deeper and more somber, as if holding back some powerful emotion.

His thin lips parted, his voice hoarse.
“Do you want to just sleep in my arms, or…?”

Although he didn’t finish the sentence, the implication was clear.

Even Jiang Mi, who had initiated the invitation, couldn’t hold up under the pressure. Her face flushed as she stammered, “I-I’ll go take a shower first.”

After speaking, she walked toward her suitcase. But before she could take a step, the man behind her wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her tightly into his embrace.

“Mi Bao, you haven’t answered me yet.”

Jiang Mi’s ears and cheeks were red. She didn’t know whether it was the heat of his breath or the meaning of his words that flustered her.

Luckily, in that brief moment, she managed to regain her composure. She nodded, her peach blossom eyes shimmering. Without speaking, she wrapped her arms around Gu Chuan’s neck and playfully bit his chin.

Gu Chuan’s body immediately tensed.

Finding it amusing, Jiang Mi patted his butt twice and teasingly said, “You go shower first, and when you’re done, wait for me in bed like a good boy.”

Gu Chuan chuckled, “What about you?”

Jiang Mi blinked, “I’ll shower too. I’ll use the master bedroom, and you can use the guest bathroom. Then…”

Before she could finish, Gu Chuan’s low, sexy voice poured down from above her head, “We’ll shower together.”

With that, he scooped her up with one arm.

Caught off guard, Jiang Mi instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck as the sudden weightlessness hit her.

Sitting on his broad shoulder, it felt a little firm and hot, but mostly, it gave her an overwhelming sense of security.

Boyfriends with strength really are the best!

Thinking about this, Jiang Mi inexplicably thought of Mr. Fu. Well, maybe not so inexplicable—after all, the impression had been strong.

After all, Mr. Fu was disabled and in a wheelchair, yet he had gone into the stream with a stick to spear fish.
That scene would make anyone say, “Truly determined despite his disability!”

As she thought about this, Jiang Mi couldn’t help but remark, “Mr. Fu has pretty good arm strength.”

Gu Chuan’s steps halted, his tone carrying a dangerous edge, “Hmm?”

Jiang Mi immediately realized her mistake.

Here she was, cuddling with Gu Chuan, and out of nowhere, she mentioned another man’s name—especially someone who might be seen as a rival.

Quickly, she tried to remedy the situation, “I mean, my boyfriend is the strongest, the most powerful, with the best arm strength! There are so many guys online who can’t even manage a proper princess carry, but you can lift me with one arm. You’re incredible!”

Though her words were sweet, Gu Chuan couldn’t shake the sour feeling in his chest.

With a swift kick, he pushed open the bathroom door, the loud bang sending a jolt through Jiang Mi’s heart.

“So, whose arm strength is better—mine or his?”

Jiang Mi knew she was in trouble. She wrapped her arms tighter around Gu Chuan’s neck, bent down, and planted a heavy kiss on his forehead, her voice soft and coaxing.

“My boyfriend has the best arm strength! Gu Chuan, I didn’t mean anything by it, I was just momentarily moved by his determination despite his disability!”

Gu Chuan put Jiang Mi down, his dark eyes staring at her intently. “But you seem to care about him a lot.”

Jiang Mi responded honestly, “Of course, I care about him.”

In an instant, it felt as if an icy, palpable killing intent swirled around the man.

But the next second, Jiang Mi’s voice rang out again.

“He’s my rival. Of course, I need to pay attention to him and be on guard. Otherwise, if my amazing boyfriend gets seduced by him, I’ll definitely have to beat him up.”

A hint of confusion flashed in Gu Chuan’s dark eyes, but soon he connected it to her previous odd statements.

So, Jiang Mi thought Mr. Fu liked him?

Suddenly, Gu Chuan felt a wave of exasperation.

He wanted to clear things up immediately, but when he opened his mouth, the words that came out were, “I don’t like him. I only like you.”

No matter the gender.
No matter the person.
He only liked Jiang Mi.

As the man’s deep, passionate eyes locked onto hers, Jiang Mi instinctively wrapped her arms around Gu Chuan’s neck. Her voice was soft and sweet.

“I feel the same. I only like you. But knowing someone is eyeing my boyfriend makes me upset, and I’ll be petty and guarded around them. I’ll dislike them.”

As Jiang Mi spoke, she started to feel like something was off.

If Mr. Fu liked Gu Chuan and was pursuing him, shouldn’t she be the one angry and getting comforted by Gu Chuan? So why was she the one nervously explaining and comforting him?

Before she could figure it out, Gu Chuan’s crafty voice broke her thoughts, “Don’t worry, I’ll stay far away from him from now on and won’t give him a second glance.”

Hearing her boyfriend’s reassurance, Jiang Mi instantly forgot her earlier confusion. Pouting, she kissed him on the lips, “My boyfriend is so sweet.”

Gu Chuan’s arm wrapped around her waist. “And what about you?”

Jiang Mi obediently made her own promise, “I’ll do the same, stay far away from him—and not just him. I’ll keep a proper distance from everyone else too, and never cross any lines.”

Gu Chuan kissed the tip of her nose, “Good girl.”

Jiang Mi smiled, her eyes curving into crescent moons.

By now, Jiang Mi thought she had successfully pacified Gu Chuan and was ready to shower and then head to bed. But…

The man had terrifying strength in his body, his waist, and especially his arms.

“Baby, whose arm strength is better, mine or his?” Gu Chuan asked in a low, raspy voice.

Jiang Mi could barely understand what Gu Chuan was saying, weakly begging, “I’m tired…”

Gu Chuan pressed her against the bathroom wall, biting her ear as he whispered, “Baby, answer me—whose arm strength is better? If you do, I’ll carry you back to bed and let you sleep.”

At the mention of sleep, Jiang Mi woke up slightly, only to become even more confused.

Why was Gu Chuan comparing his arm strength with Mr. Fu? Shouldn’t she be the one competing with Mr. Fu? After all, he was her rival.

While her thoughts spiraled, Gu Chuan’s voice cut through again. “Baby, are you thinking of another man while in my arms?”

His possessiveness was domineering and overwhelming.

He claimed her with an intense desire for control.

Jiang Mi’s nails left red marks across his broad back, heightening the already sultry and intimate atmosphere.

“You… you’re the strongest.”

“Honey…”

In that moment, sweat rolled down from Gu Chuan’s temple, dripping onto the floor, as if his heart had also started pounding in sync.

He pulled her tightly into his arms, as if trying to fuse her into his very bones.

“Mimi!”

“Be good. Your husband loves you.”