Chapter 25: Wear leggings

Although Gu Zhao's tone was quite calm, Ji Su heard the hidden threat in these words and dared not loosen her tightly clamped legs.

"Get loose." Gu Zhao ordered again, "I want to check your legs."

Ji Su shook his head, "No need to check, it's really me."

Gu Zhao didn't rush to pull out his hand, and asked, "Those pictures you posted of yourself in a dress, are they all you?"

Ji Su drops her eyes and admits in a whisper, "It's me."

Gu Zhao pressed further, "Aren't you a boy, why do you like to wear skirts?"

"I ......" Ji Su felt even more ashamed, and her cheeks were getting hot, "I didn't like wearing a skirt ......"

"Oh yeah?" Gu Zhao's cold, icy voice held more than a hint of imperceptible pleasure, "So you wore that dress especially for me?"

"Yes." Ji Su answered, and then thought, "No, I didn't mean that."

Gu Zhao's large, pinned hand moved, "So what do you mean?"

Ji Su lifted her eyelashes, her tone almost pleading, "Gu Zhao, give me some time, listen to my explanation, okay?"

From Gu Zhao's point of view, he sits on the piano, his eyes are round and innocent, the ends of his eyes are slightly red, and his expression looks pitiful, which is especially pitiful.

Gu Zhao finally showed mercy and gave him a chance, "Go ahead."

"The whole thing started because a schoolmate was cheated by her online lover Zha Nan, and wanted me to help her take revenge, and also recover the lost property." Ji Su tried to use the most concise language, to make the whole story clear, "But the schoolmate gave me the wrong micro-signal, I accidentally added to your number, and then--"

"Then you pretended to be a girl and tricked me into online dating." Gu Zhao cut him off and picked up where he left off, "But not too long ago, you realized that you were cheating on the wrong person, so you just pulled the plug on me and acted as if nothing had happened."

"Yes ...... no!" Ji Su explained anxiously, "I'm not trying to pretend nothing happened, I'm trying to make it up to you."

Gu Zhao's brow twitched as he seemed to come to a point of interest, "How do you want to make it up to me?"

"I don't know." Ji Su looked at him at a loss for words, "But whatever you need me to do for you, I'll do it."

Gu Zhao confirmed, "Really?"

Ji Su, his sanity coming back, added, "Except, except for what's too much."

"What is too much?" Gu Zhao narrowed his dark eyes slightly, "Is it too much for you to help someone lie to me about online dating?"

Ji Su argued, "That was all because of a misunderstanding, I was supposed to lie to the real Zha Nan."

Gu Zhao, "I don't care if there's some kind of misunderstanding, were you the one who tricked me into posting pictures of my abs?"

Ji Su is being vain again, "Yes ......"

Gu Zhao: "Are you the one who cheated on me?"

Ji Su : "Yes ......"

Gu Zhao gave a laugh that was bone chilling, "Very good."

Ji Su bit her lower lip, "So tell me, what do I have to do for you to get over it?"

Gu Zhao's eyes traveled down to those long, straight legs, "Loosen your legs first."

Ji Su instantly tensed up again, "What, what are you doing?"

Zhao Gu's eyes darkened, "If you don't let go, are you going to keep pinning me like this?"

Ji Su then reacted, blushing and loosening her tightly joined legs.

The thigh muscles, which had been tense, slackened at first, and he couldn't help but wince slightly.

It was quick and subtle, but Gu Zhao's eyes caught it.

The large, bony hand was given room to move, and Gu Zhao withdrew it, his thumb brushing against it as he left.

"Can I get off the piano now?" Ji Su consulted with him, "I'm afraid the piano will be broken by me sitting on it."

"Buy a new one if it breaks." Gu Zhao said expressionlessly, "Didn't you transfer ten thousand dollars to me before you pulled the plug on me?"

Ji Su thought for a moment, "I remember that after WeChat pulls the plug, it is also possible to receive transfers."

Gu Zhao coldly said, "Do you think I'm angry because I didn't receive the money?"

"Of course not." Ji Su immediately denied it and reflected deeply on herself, "This is all because of me, and I'm really sorry for causing you such a big shadow."

Gu Zhao: "Shadows?"

"I know you're straight and a little bit homophobic ......" Ji Su quietly moved his butt off the piano, "Not to weasel out of it for myself, but I'm also afraid to admit that I'm a Mengmeng for fear of giving you a bad psychological shadow. Mengmeng thing."

Imagine what homophobic straight man could accept that his online love interest is a guy? Right now, Gu Zhao is probably cringing at the thought of all the pictures he's seen of his legs.

Gu Zhao asked rhetorically, "Who told you I was homophobic and straight?"

Ji Su didn't think twice: "Zhou Yang said so."

Gu Zhao didn't comment on this and the conversation turned back to, "Remember what you just said."

Ji Su was slightly stunned, "Which sentence?"

Gu Zhao lifted his raised hand to brace himself on the piano and leaned over slightly, forming an encircling circle with a pair of long, sturdy arms to enclose the person between his arms and the piano.

Ji Su was in a dilemma, so he could only lower his head, his gaze falling on his chest, "That, I seem to have said a lot just now ......"

"Compensate me." A low, magnetic voice rang out unhurriedly above his head, "Whatever I want you to do, you'll say yes."

Ji Su : "Oh ......"

Gu Zhao withdrew his hand and straightened up, "Just remember."

Ji Su let out a secret sigh of relief and raised her eyes, "So ...... you won't hit me?"

Gu Zhao snorted, "How many hits can you take?"

Ji Su glanced at his large hand hanging at his side and honestly returned, "Two or three strokes is still fine."

Gu Zhao gave him a meaningful look, "Go back."

*

Until he returned to the dormitory, Ji Su still couldn't believe that Gu Zhao had let him come back.

"Ji Su!"Seeing him enter the door, Qiao Jin hurriedly put down his cell phone and got up to welcome him, "How is it, are you alright?"

Li You, who was reading a book, was also concerned, "What's wrong? Ji Su, did something happen to you?"

"It's fine." Ji Su smiled slightly and gestured for Qiao Jin to follow him to the balcony to talk.

When the two of them came to the balcony, Qiao Jin closed the balcony door with his back hand and asked in a fast voice: "Susu, did Gu Zhao suspect you?"

"It wasn't suspicion." Ji Su exhaled softly, "He had recognized me as Mengmeng, so I confessed everything to him."

"Crap!" Qiao Jin eyeballs out, "This this this ......"

He suddenly got on Ji Su and pulled him up, spinning back and forth in a circle to scrutinize him, "Where did he hit you? Are you suffering from internal injuries?"

Almost amused, Ji Su returned, "No, he didn't fight me."

Qiao Jin looked shocked and suspicious, "He really didn't beat you? He let you off so easily?"

"I find it surreal too." Ji Su frowned slightly, "But he did say he wanted me to make it up to him."

Qiao Jin: "How to compensate?"

Ji Su summarized, "He made me promise to do what he wanted me to do."

"You can even agree to this?" Qiao Jin raised his voice at once, "What if he wants you to kill and burn people and break the law?"

Ji Su thought he was overthinking it, "Gu Zhao is a law student himself, how could he ask me to do those things?"

"That's not necessarily true!" Qiao Jin looked worried, "We know what we know and we don't know what we don't know, maybe Gu Zhao is a pervert in his private life?"

"Don't worry, if he really wants me to do something illegal, I will refuse." Ji Su said in a serious tone, "Although I owe him this, I have my own bottom line."

Qiao Jin is even more worried, "Your bottom line is altruism, not self-interest."

Ji Su didn't understand for a moment, "Huh?"

"Forget it, it's better now, at least you don't have to carry the guilt every day, it's also much easier." Qiao Jin paused, and then urged, "But if Gu Zhao gives you any excessive demands, you must tell me in time, and we'll discuss a solution together, okay?"

"Good." Ji Su answered, looking at him with some emotion, "Xiao Qiao, you're so good to me."

Qiao Jin is rarely serious: "I'm nice to you because you're nice to me first."

A few years ago, his grandmother is seriously ill lying in the hospital, lack of a large sum of money for surgery, friends and neighbors have shunned, only Ji Su did not hesitate to take out all the money lent to him, and even went so far as to sell his mother's only idea left to him, accompanied him to eat a month of instant noodles and steamed buns.

Although his grandmother could not be saved in the end, he will always remember this favor in his heart.

Ji Su knew that he was remembering that past incident and was about to comfort him when the cell phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

Gu Zhao: [Have you arrived at the dormitory yet?]

"It's Gu Zhao," Ji Su said as she typed, "He asked me if I'd made it to the dormitory."

Qiao Jin was happy for a moment, "Yo, schoolmaster Gu Da actually cares about people too?"

Ji Su's typing fingers paused slightly as a subtle emotion welled up in her heart.

What kind of concern is this, Gu Zhao to Mengmeng that is the real warm man, weekdays to ask for warmth, transfer of money is not soft, at least will never be forced to open Mengmeng's legs to check ......

Ji Su shook her head, shaking the image of the music classroom out of her head.

Ji Su: [We're at the dormitory, what about you?]

Gu Zhao: [Arrived.]

Gu Zhao: [Meet me at our dormitory tomorrow night.]

Qiao Jin leans over, "What did he say?"

Ji Su looked at his cell phone screen, "He told me to meet him at their dorm tomorrow."

Qiao Jin immediately said, "Then I'll go with you!"

The next second, a new message popped up in the WeChat dialog box.

Gu Zhao: [You come alone.]

"Crap!" Qiao Jin said incredulously, "Is School Mistress Gu Da so godlike? He can actually predict my actions!"

Ji Su: "......"

Qiao Jin touched his chin, "But they still have Zhou Yang and Wang Mingzhe in the dormitory, so he shouldn't be able to do anything to you in front of your roommates."

Ji Su nods, "Yes, don't worry about it."

Ji Su: [Okay.]

Get Gu Zhao off his ass as soon as possible so he can be relieved soon too.

*

The next day, Ji Su went directly to the law faculty's dormitory to look for Gu Zhao with her backpack after class.

He'd been here once before and was more or less impressed, finding his destination without much trouble.

Ji Su stood at the door of the dormitory and listened for movement inside the door, only to hear nothing.

He took a deep breath and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Come in." A low, cold voice rang out.

Ji Su pushed the door open and saw Gu Zhao sitting in a chair, waiting for him with a calm demeanor.

The dormitory was silent and the other two were gone.

Ji Su was a bit nervous and said, "Where are Zhou Yang and Wang Mingzhe?"

"What?" Gu Zhao said nonchalantly, "You care about them both?"

"No." Ji Su lowered her eyelashes to hide her apprehension, "I was just asking."

Gu Zhao's eyes landed on the book bag behind him and asked, "Did you have dinner?"

Ji Su answered truthfully, "Not yet."

He only wanted to finish the task Gu Zhao gave him as soon as possible, so he couldn't think about eating.

Gu Zhao stood up, "Let's go."

Ji Su was a little confused, "Where to?"

"Go have dinner." Gu Zhao headed for the door, "You're not hungry?"

Ji Su follows up, "Hungry."

There weren't many people in the second cafeteria at this hour, but when the two walked in one after the other, they still attracted everyone's attention, followed by a chorus of whispers.

"Who's that boy beside Gu Zhao? He's too good-looking, isn't he?"

"It's Ji Su. Don't you know Ji Su from the architecture department?"

"I know I know! I have a sister who confessed to him and although she was rejected, she went back and couldn't stop thinking about how gentle Ji Su is ......"

"No, I suddenly realized that I've been seeing the two of them together a lot lately, is there something special going on?"

"Hey you don't say you don't say, they both look really good together like this ......"

Ji Su silently followed Gu Zhao, walked to the window of the cafeteria, and ordered a meal.

The two of them found a seat by the window and sat down to start dinner.

Ji Su would have eaten slowly, but the sight hovering above his head was like substance and made him want nothing more than to make quick work of it.

"Eat slowly." Gu Zhao spoke up, "What's the rush?"

"Ahem ......" Ji Su choked and coughed, lifting her eyes and smiling at him, "There's no rush, I'm just a little hungry."

Gu Zhao raised his hand and took the mineral water that was placed aside, unscrewed the cap and handed it over.

Ji Su was a bit surprised, "For me?"

Gu Zhao responded, "Uh-huh."

Ji Su took the mineral water, "Thank you."

He tilted his face up and took a couple sips of water from the bottle.

The lips became a little redder as they were moistened by the water stains, especially the bead in the center of the upper lip, which was full to the brim.

Gu Zhao stares for a few seconds, withdrawing his eyes without a trace.

After dinner, the two strolled back.

After what happened just now, Ji Su felt that Gu Zhao didn't seem as intimidating as he did before in the music club, and couldn't help but ask, "Can I ask you a question?"

Gu Zhao spat out one word: "Ask."

"How did you recognize me as Mengmeng?" Ji Su asked his inner most question, "Is it because I revealed something when I was at the resort before?"

Thinking about it, he couldn't figure out how Gu Zhao had connected him to Mengmeng, unless he had inadvertently revealed something he didn't know about when he was at the vacation lodge.

Gu Zhao stumbled to his feet and glanced back at him, "You'll find out later."

Ji Su is unsure: "What do you mean?"

Gu Zhao no longer answered him and walked straight toward the dormitory.

Returning to the dormitory, Ji Su realized that the other two were still missing.

He was secretly wondering what Gu Zhao wanted him to do when the other man's voice rang out in the quiet dormitory, "Follow."

Ji Su raised his hand to catch the flying object, held it in his hand and fixed his eyes on it, and the whole person froze.

What Gu Zhao threw at him was actually a sailor suit.

"Why do you look so surprised?" Gu Zhao's cold tone was slightly mocking, "You've worn them all and don't recognize them?"

"I recognize it, I just didn't think-" Ji Su snapped, "but what are you giving me a sailor's uniform for?"

Gu Zhao asked rhetorically, "What do you think?"

Ji Su: "......"

No, it's not what he thinks, is it?

"Rationally I knew it was you, but I looked at you and could never quite put you and Mengmeng together as one person." Gu Zhao pulled back his chair and settled down, "So you put it on in front of me so I could get a good look at it."

Ji Su blurted out, "Can I refuse?"

"Heh." Gu Zhao let out a sneer, "Is it too much to ask for you to wear a dress in front of me for once?"

Ji Su : "Not ......"

Gu Zhao: "Against public order and morals, or laws and regulations?"

Ji Su : "None of it goes against ......"

Gu Zhao braced his long legs, put his hands together in his lap, and hammered out, "Wear it."

Ji Su closed her eyes and took her skirt in the direction of the bathroom.

People pay for the mistakes they make, and comparatively speaking, he's got it easy enough.

Maybe Gu Zhao still has a trace of fantasy about Mengmeng, when he walks to Gu Zhao in a dress, completely shattering Mengmeng's image as a pretty sister in G's heart, Gu Zhao's obsession will also be dissipated.

This is a good thing for him and for Gu Zhao.

Even though she kept building herself up in her mind, Ji Su was still hesitant to go out of the bathroom after putting on her sailor suit.

He never wore a dress in front of anyone other than Qiao Jin, and every time he sent a picture to G without showing his face, he was able to reassure himself that the other person didn't know it was him anyway.

After all, he's an actual straight guy, what's the point of wearing a skirt for another guy to see ......

"Dressed?" A prodding voice came from the door.

Ji Su gritted her teeth, wrenched open the door and walked out, "Okay."

Gu Zhao turned his head and his gaze abruptly froze.

Under the blue sailor uniform short skirt, there is a pair of long legs that can not be seen at a glance, long and straight, white and well-proportioned, with smooth and perfect lines, witnessing it in person is far more impactful than in the picture.

Gu Zhao's throat twitched, restraining his eyes from moving upward, vaguely revealing a narrow, thin, thin waist that was just as blindingly white.

Further up, the neckline of the blouse was slightly loose, revealing a small slice of snowy muscle and flat, delicate collarbones, while the chest was flat.

Even though the sailor suit looked great on him, no one would ever recognize him as a girl.

Standing in front of Gu Zhao in a sailor uniform like this, letting that line of sight survey her, Ji Su was shy and bashful, the tips of her white ears were red to the point of dripping blood, like a piece of red jade with excellent texture, translucent and beautiful.

Soon, he realized that Gu Zhao's eyes were on his legs again.

Tender onion-like fingers tugged hard on the hem of her skirt, trying to pull it down a little, and her rounded toes curled uneasily as she stepped on the floor.

"Go to bed." Gu Zhao finally spoke, his voice too low for words.

Ji Su's brain had been burned to a pulp, "Huh?"

"I said-" Gu Zhao stood up and repeated, "sit on the bed."

Standing at over 5'9", the boy was oppressive.

Ji Su subconsciously took two steps backward and fell right onto the edge of the bed.

Slender wrists braced against the blue striped sheets, so fragile that they seemed to break at the slightest fold.

Gu Zhao walked up to him and looked down at him condescendingly, "There's still one left."

Ji Su's eyes are confused, "What, what ......"

Gu Zhao leans over and picks up a pair of white leggings from the bed, then drops to one knee and takes one skinny ankle in his big hand.

Ji Su cringed at the heat of his palm and reflexively tried to draw back her foot.

Gu Zhao whispered, "Don't move."

Ji Su's body stiffened, not daring to move.

Gu Zhao placed his foot on his knee, bony fingers propping up the leggings and slipping them through the glistening white toes.

The icy silk leggings were smooth and cool, but the fingers rubbing against my leg were brown and hot.

Large hands pulled the leggings down to the knee and continued up the leg, leaving a light red mark on the side of the tender leg.

Where had Ji Su ever suffered such an ordeal, the roots of her thighs trembled slightly and uncontrollably as she instinctively braced herself against the sheets and rubbed back.

Just then, the large hand stopped abruptly.

As a result of the small struggle, the hem of Ji Su's short skirt lifted a little, just enough to reveal the reddish mole on the side of her leg.

Gu Zhao Eyelashes drooped slightly, firmly hiding the color in those dark eyes, but the hand that stopped, the fingers trembled nervously.