Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Chapter 264 Family and Country in Dire Straits (34)

The water flowed over his palms, and the person behind him had his arms around the young man whose face was flushed red. The two hands, one big and one small, were folded together, letting the water flow through every finger.

Just now, those fair hands

They've all been stained with something whiter.

They clasped necks together, trembling and panting, fragmented memories swirling in their minds, driving them to the brink of madness.

Gu Yao was so embarrassed that his toes were curling up and his fingers were so sore that they were weak, but he was held in a circle and could not move. He could only let those twenty fingers intertwine and overlap to wash his hands clean.

Yan Yu looked at the person trying to curl up into a ball through the mirror and felt her heart melt.

How can she be so delicate?

Her body was soft, her waist was soft, and she was incredibly delicate. A gentle touch would make her tremble uncontrollably; she was unbelievably docile.

He did whatever he was told, and even when pushed to the limit, he couldn't utter any vulgarities, only muttering "bastard" in a trembling voice.

"What's wrong, sir? Are you dissatisfied with what just happened? Or are you regretting that you didn't take the little one to experience some kind of paradise..."

Before he could finish his teasing remark, someone, mortified, raised their hand and covered his lips with theirs.

Gu Yao lowered her head, not daring to look at the person in front of her. "No, don't say anymore."

He can't stand the phrase "paradise on earth" anymore.

Upon hearing this, Yan Yu's eyes were full of smiles.

Seeing the pink tinge on her neck reappear, he chuckled, raised his hand to grab Gu Yao's wrist and move it away, looking completely innocent. "Isn't this what you said, sir? I'm just collecting interest now. After all, I am your teacher, the one who taught me."

With a teasing tone, Yan Yu seized on Gu Yao's slight mistake and made full use of Gu Yao's occasional playful mood.

They got their money back, including principal and interest, in a crystal clear manner.

Gu Yao truly regretted it.

I deeply regret it.

How could he be so indebted?

Recalling what had just happened, my heart couldn't help but tremble.

This wasn't taught by him; it's clearly self-taught.

Gu Yao felt frustrated that she had been completely outmaneuvered despite her desire to assert herself, and turned her head away, refusing to look at Yan Yu any longer.

The only sound in the quiet bathroom was the rushing water.

Yan Yu reached out and lifted the hair of the person in front of him, then stretched out his fingertip and twirled it on the earlobe.

"Sir, what's wrong? Did I not serve you well just now?"

Gu Yao blushed even more, and quickly covered her lips that were uttering those embarrassing words, "Yan Yu!"

Qingyue's voice was somewhat loud and carried a hint of anger and embarrassment.

Yan Yu blinked at the person in front of her, looking completely innocent.

Looking at the embarrassed and annoyed person in front of him, he felt extremely happy.

Suddenly, Gu Yao abruptly withdrew his hand, taking a step back as if he had been burned.

Yan Yu did not immediately step forward to block all of the young man's escape routes. His dark and deep eyes seemed to have discovered something interesting, and he licked his lips with great interest.

Gu Yao dared not look any further, his head bowed as he stared at his exquisite, work-of-art-like hands, as if he could hardly believe it.

The sticky feeling gave him goosebumps and completely overheated Gu Yao's CPU, leaving him somewhat dazed.

"Sir, what's wrong? Why is your face so red?"

Gu Yao tilted his head, somewhat angry.

Asking knowingly.

Seeing that the man was embarrassed, Yan Yu stopped teasing him.

If you tease too much, they'll get angry.

Moreover, he himself suffered, seeing the food but not being able to eat it.

Tsk.

Yan Yu recalled the absurdity of the morning and felt a pang of regret for the first time.

If we had paid attention to certain things, things wouldn't be so difficult now.

He bent down and reached to turn off the water, but the person in front of him suddenly flinched and closed his eyes.

When Yan Yu got up, he saw Gu Yao's adorable reaction and silently glanced away.

Her tightly pursed lips were slightly swollen and red, like soft, sticky pastries soaked in rose juice, making one want to take a bite.

No, I can’t think about it anymore.

Yan Yu took a deep breath, grabbed the man's wrist and pulled him forward, looked down at the somewhat bewildered man, and reached out to smooth the wrinkles between his brows and the deep weariness on his face. "Let's not bother you anymore, sir. Go and rest."

After tucking the blankets in for the other person, Yan Yu pulled up a chair and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Seeing the somewhat weary gaze that still followed him, Yan Yu said softly, "Sir, please rest. I'll stay with you."

His deep voice was calm and gentle.

For a split second, Gu Yao almost blurted out, "Why don't we sleep together?" But he swallowed the words back down.

I have a dull, persistent lower back pain.

I wonder if it hurt from bumping into the sink.

Yan Yu stared at Gu Yao, who opened his mouth but didn't speak, and asked with some confusion, "What does the gentleman want to say?"

Gu Yao pulled the blanket up, burying half his face in it, and shook his head violently, blinking his innocent big eyes to prove his innocence.

"nothing."

Really loud.

There is no three hundred taels of silver here.

This overreaction left Yan Yu somewhat helpless, but he didn't ask any more questions. He simply slipped one hand into the warm blankets and hooked it around the young man's little finger.

Feeling my husband's body temperature is already very satisfying.

Yan Yu tried his best to appear kind and gentle, suppressing the darkness in his eyes and curving his lips into a soft and harmless smile. "Sir, you must be tired after all this time. Why don't you rest first?"

Gu Yao blushed when she heard the word "fuss," nodded, and closed her eyes, not daring to look at Yan Yu anymore.

My excited nerves gradually calmed down, the warmth of my fingertips brought a sense of peace, and the sandalwood scent floating in the air brought me true tranquility for the first time.

Yan Yu looked at the person on the bed, listening to their soft breathing, but his eyes held undisguised lust.

The menacing ghosts, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, seemed to want to escape their cage and tear the person in front of them to pieces, but were held down firmly.

Yan Yu reached out and brushed away the stray hairs on the young man's forehead, revealing his smooth forehead.

Using desire as ink and eyes as a brush, they meticulously depicted Gu Yao's appearance.

The delusional thoughts in one's heart are like wild grass stretching to the horizon, impossible to cut or burn out, waiting only for a spring breeze to spread them across the fields.

Sir, what am I to do with you?

In the room so quiet you could hear a pin drop, a helpless sigh could be heard.