Chapter 149: Chapter 83 Sharing a Bed Wow
“Joy doesn’t come from things, nor sadness from oneself,” this phrase is too profound.
Anyway, that door had opened without being driven by Gu Changsheng’s will…
This is Guoguo’s “joy doesn’t come from things!” This is stark, naked “nor sadness from oneself!” Because there was nothing sadder than having a handsome man standing in front of her who looked like he was about to climb into bed!
Gu Changsheng looked at the tall, muscular figure and really wanted to yell, “Not my type! Not my type!” But then he felt guilty, as there was no man more perfect in the world than Zhou Mu…
The guy was handsome and rich, and with money came power. It was enough that he was handsome and rich with power, but the kicker was he was also an uncastrated capon…
Gu Changsheng watched as Zhou Mu’s long legs strode toward her bed, her eyes following their rise and fall, trembling…
Finally, under such torture, Gu Changsheng reached out a hand and called a stop!
“Evildoer, let’s make a deal: there’s still an empty room in the house. How about I have Xiao Cui fix it up for you?” Quickly nod your head, ah, the atmosphere is too damn ambiguous and weird, almost making her bolt…
“I’m very tired…” Zhou Mu, without even glancing at her, walked straight to the side of the bed, bent down, and took off his shoes.
With one hand, he lifted the cool quilt, one foot up on the bed, the movements fluid as flowing clouds, not even leaving Gu Changsheng room to negotiate…
Gu Changsheng looked at the man, self-righteously hogging half her pillow with his eyes closed, and was speechless for a while.
Isn’t he afraid that she, in a fit of annoyed shame, might just execute him right there?
Damn! Did she really give off such a pure, harmless impression? That shouldn’t be! Her, a frivolous, sleazy no-good woman, and yet a handsome man dares to climb into her bed…
This is truly unjust!
The key is, she has the lust, but not the courage; she really can’t bring herself to do it!
Gu Changsheng agonized, twisting and turning mentally through every possible move of the “Eighteen Falls of Disrobing,” yet in reality, she burrowed into the inside edge of the bed, not daring even to move a finger!
A woman reduced to this is really a waste!
Gu Changsheng mentally cursed, “Damn!”
Then, she saw the door open again, and Xiao Cui tiptoed in with a basin of water…
Gu Changsheng watched as she placed the basin on the small cabinet by the bed and neatly folded the two brocade handkerchiefs she had on her arm, placing them aside…
And at last, the considerate and meticulous Xiao Cui tiptoed to blow out the night light in the room…
Just when Gu Changsheng, who thought Xiao Cui was coming to rescue her from a desperate situation, saw this, she couldn’t hold back any longer and growled softly, “Xiao Cui!”
Damn it, with both the basin and the brocade handkerchief, and you even dare to blow out the light!
Xiao Cui, can we try to be a bit more virtuous?
Xiao Cui stopped in her tracks, her face reddening under the moonlight…
Actually, this was also her first time doing this. But as a servant, mustn’t she consider what her master might overlook?
“Xiao Cui, were you sent by the heavens to screw me over?” Completely ignoring the man lying beside her, she continued to roar lowly!
“Madam, please, no more talking.”
Xiao Cui stamped her foot, twisted her slender waist, and with a speed beyond covering her ears against the thunder, she covered her reddening cheeks and ran off.
At the very end, she didn’t forget to close the door.
Gu Changsheng hadn’t snapped out of Xiao Cui’s resentful and coy voice when the door “bang” shut tightly.
Damn it, it closed so tightly!
Gu Changsheng, propping herself up, stared at the closed door, wishing she could stare a hole into it…
After staring for a while, the door remained motionless, just like the man beside it, completely still.
As her eyes swept over the basin and brocade handkerchief on the bedside, Gu Changsheng nearly choked on her own blood, damn it…
A hand slowly reached out, a finger poking the pretending-to-be-dead man on the shoulder.
Pretend! Keep pretending! I don’t believe you’re really sleeping !
“Evildoer, I’m not even married yet…” Sharing a bed , really damn inappropriate!
“Nor am I wed,” Zhou Mu responded without pretending to sleep, very cooperatively.
Gu Changsheng’s mouth twitched, her finger poking harder.
“Even if you’re not wed, you’re not my anybody, so why cling to my bed to sleep?”
“It’s not like we haven’t slept together before.”
Zhou Mu shrugged his shoulders, dodging Gu Changsheng’s completely ignored force of attack.
When Gu Changsheng heard his words, she was visibly petrified, her finger extending and forgetting to poke…
It’s not like we haven’t slept together before! It’s not like we haven’t slept together before!