Chapter 89: Sweetheart, Be Good

But the next second, the soft silk was wrapped around her with a whoosh, enveloping her completely.

Gu Chuan’s kiss landed on her forehead, his voice controlled and distant. “Go to sleep early.”

Jiang Mi was stunned, completely shocked. She had prepared herself for the first time, and now he was leaving? No, he couldn’t leave!

Gu Chuan looked down and saw the girl’s small hand gripping his sleeve. She licked her lips, her voice strained with restraint. “What’s wrong?”

Jiang Mi had intended to overpower Gu Chuan and have her way with him!

But at that moment, the man stood up.

So… large…

Jiang Mi’s face instantly flushed red, her gaze evasive but unable to resist sneaking glances. “Th-that, I…”

Gu Chuan’s eyes darkened, and he slowly spoke.

“Baby, if you want to come back for the live broadcast tomorrow, don’t provoke me again.”

Jiang Mi murmured, “I didn’t.”

As if it wasn’t her who had teased his Adam’s apple with her toes.

Gu Chuan’s forehead twitched with veins, seemingly at his limit. “I’ll deal with you after the show recording ends. Be good, okay?”

“Be good? I’ll be good, you just leave quickly!” Jiang Mi suddenly changed her tone, urgently shooing him away.

Gu Chuan lowered his gaze, a drop of sweat sliding down from his forehead, plopping to the ground.

He exhaled a breath and strode out.

As the door closed, Jiang Mi slapped her face with her hand, only to quickly pull it away.

She stared at her hand, which was flushed pink. It was this hand that had accidentally touched…

Ah!

This hand was no longer clean!

Jiang Mi didn’t dare to think further. To distract herself, she called out to Bunbun.

“Bunbun, did you find the detailed information on the antagonist?”

【Jiang, Jiang Boss, what’s wrong? You’re so fierce today.】

Jiang Mi’s expression remained stern, her eyes serious. “Stop wasting time, just tell me!”

【I’ve found it, but you already know all this information. There’s nothing special. I’ll send it to you anyway.】

Jiang Mi responded absentmindedly, not even glancing at it.

Actually, she had already more or less figured it out, or rather, Gu Chuan had intentionally revealed it to her.

As a mission participant, she couldn’t break character or disclose any information about the fast-wear system to the world!

But it seemed she had violated the rules again, though Bunbun appeared oblivious and was still happily chatting.

Among those who could block system perception controls, as far as she knew, there were only a few. So who could it be?

Forget it, since no one was explicitly saying anything, she wouldn’t waste effort guessing.

Jiang Mi set the issue aside and went to bed.

The next morning, she woke up feeling refreshed. Habitually checking her phone, she saw a few messages from the assistant director.

The director and the guests were being replaced, and the live broadcast was delayed.

Replacing the director was straightforward; the main station would just assign a new one. But finding new guests, given the schedule and contracts, would take time, so the broadcast would be delayed by at least two days.

Without the live broadcast, Jiang Mi’s mind became active again.

Yes, she still remembered the grudge from last night.

She had been teased by Gu Chuan into hiding under the covers. Jiang Mi was unwilling to accept that and decided to confront Gu Chuan to win back a round.

Jiang Mi was sleeping in the master bedroom.

Gu Chuan was next door.

Jiang Mi knocked on the door and entered, finding the man coming out of the bathroom.

He was shirtless, revealing his enticing chest and abs, with droplets of water slowly sliding down and disappearing into the towel wrapped around his waist.

Jiang Mi was tempted to flee from the sight of such a beautiful man, but remembering her purpose, she walked up to him lightly.

“Did you see the messages? The director and Ji Tong are being replaced, and since they need to find new guests, the show’s live broadcast is likely to be delayed for a few days.”

Gu Chuan’s voice was low. “Are you hungry?”

Having just woken up, she wasn’t very hungry yet.

Jiang Mi shook her head, not wanting to discuss trivial matters with Gu Chuan, and continued to tease him. “With the broadcast delayed, didn’t my brother endure all that hardship last night for nothing?”

Gu Chuan looked down at her.

Her seductive peach blossom eyes sparkled, bright and provocative, with a hint of challenge.

It seemed she wasn’t afraid anymore.

Gu Chuan placed a hand on her soft, slender waist, his voice tender and low. “Still teasing me, hmm?”

Jiang Mi found herself instinctively moving closer to him, her small hand reaching out to touch his shoulder. As she did, she felt how cold he was.

He had taken a cold shower last night and again this morning.

Jiang Mi had initially intended to just tease him, but feeling the cold, she genuinely felt a pang of sympathy.

It was said that men suffered greatly when they endured.

She bit her lip, her voice soft. “There’s no recording today.”

Gu Chuan’s grip on Jiang Mi’s hand suddenly lost control. “Mimi!”

Jiang Mi’s pale face turned pink, her delicate fingers trembling as they lightly brushed over his chest.

Gu Chuan’s grip on her hand was completely out of control…

His large hand enveloped hers…

Slowly moving downward…

“Be good, sweetheart.”