Chapter 27: You are mine

Ji Su raised her eyes helplessly, trying to backtrack, "Gu Zhao, I can--"

"No." Gu Zhao interrupted coldly, "Want me to put it on for you?"

"No!" Ji Su refused without hesitation, abandoning the struggle, "Where's the bathroom?"

Gu Zhao's jaw lifted slightly, signaling, "Inside."

Ji Su took the dress into the bathroom, closed the door, and took a while to psychologize before she started to change.

The red halter dress was not complicated and was easy to wear, but after he put it on, he dawdled in the bathroom, not wanting to go out.

I don't know how long it took, but the patience of the person outside the door seemed to run out, and a knock sounded hypnotically.

Ji Su shuddered in fear and turned to face the direction of the bathroom door.

Gu Zhao pushed the door open and his breath caught suddenly.

Ji Su is wearing a red halter dress with two thin straps hanging on her thin shoulders, her delicately indented collarbone is beautifully shaped and her flat chest is a bit empty, revealing a large piece of snow-white and delicate skin.

Silk satin skirt tightly fit the curves of the body, outlining the waist of the unmanageable, slightly tight skirt only to the root of the thighs, strangling a shallow trace of flesh, and then down is a pair of long, straight legs, white and shaking eyes.

Black hair, red skirt, snow skin, the ultimate red and black set off the ultimate white, the whole person is like a piece of unadulterated suet jade, exudes a glistening and moving luster.

Ji Su got nervous from the stares and couldn't help but raise her arms together and hug them to her chest, "This skirt is a bit short ......"

Gu Zhao suddenly moved and came towards him.

Ji Su instinctively stepped back until her body rested against the edge of the vanity, unable to retreat.

Gu Zhao stops in front of him and turns him around with a big hand around his waist.

"Mmmm ......" Ji Su grunted lowly and slumped over the cold vanity, her round, full buttocks forced up into the air.

Gu Zhao looked at him with heavy, fierce eyes, like there was a beast inside that would break out of its cage at any moment.

Long, strong fingers slid down the wonderful waistline, lingered briefly on his thighs for two seconds, then left with great restraint, finally coming to rest on the backs of his shoulders.

Fingers traced a pair of pretty butterfly bones, hooked the left shoulder strap that was about to fall off, and pulled it back very slowly, very slowly.

Slightly rough fingertips rubbed on the skin, only to feel that the touch was actually silkier and softer than satin, with a fascinating warmth that made people want to push a little harder, and a little harder, leaving some traces.

Ji Su cringed, "Gu, Gu Zhao ......"

"Call me what?" Gu Zhao looked at the man in the mirror, his eyes so thick they were almost dripping ink.

"Brother Gu Zhao ......" Ji Su closed his eyes and held back the shame within him and called out, "Is this ...... okay? "

Large, rolling hands pinched his jaw, forcing him to lift his face, "Take a good look at yourself."

Ji Su tilted her face up in his hands, her raven-feathered eyelashes twitching violently as she refused to look at herself in the mirror.

It was as if as long as he didn't look, he could pretend it wasn't him in the dress.

Gu Zhao's voice was completely muffled as he asked, word for word, "Know what I was thinking when I looked at those pictures you sent me?"

Ji Su shook her head with difficulty, a brimming watery light creeping into her eyes from too much shame, "I don't know ......"

Gu Zhao gave a chuckle in his ear, "You really don't know?"

"Don't say it ......" Ji Su lifted his long, trembling eyelashes and opened a pair of moist eyes, almost pleading, "I'm really sorry, Gu Zhao . . you don't do this to me, okay?"

A look of pity, anyone who looked at it would have to be soft.

But for Gu Zhao at the moment, it could easily trigger something terrible that he has buried deep under the glacier.

Gu Zhao let go violently and turned to sprint out of the bathroom at a pace that was actually as hurried and lumbering as it had ever been.

Ji Su was so relieved that she couldn't catch her last breath and took off her skirt as fast as she could and re-changed into her own clothes.

He stood in the bathroom to calm his heartbeat and stepped out, only to find the bedroom empty.

Ji Su had no choice but to continue walking out the door and bumped into Gu Zhao, who was coming out of the living room bathroom.

That handsome face was wet with cold water, and beads of water that hadn't been wiped away rolled downward from the high brow bone, and the color of his eyes grew darker and deeper.

"That ......" Ji Su asked in a small voice, "Are we going back to school now?"

Gu Zhao walked past him, his voice still a little raspy, "I'm hungry."

Ji Su thought for a moment and returned, "Then I'll make you something to eat."

He walked toward the open kitchen and opened the double-door refrigerator to see what usable ingredients were inside.

Just then, a low voice sounded behind him, "I'll do it."

Ji Su subconsciously turned his head back, almost crashed into the warm embrace, and leaned back again in a hurry.

"Careful." Gu Zhao was quick to reach out and palm the back of his head, while the back of his hand slammed into the refrigerator door with a thud.

Ji Su stayed for a few seconds and came back to his senses, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, is your hand okay?"

Gu Zhao withdrew his hand, "It's fine."

Ji Su silently bent down and drilled out, standing aside.

Gu Zhao takes the ingredients out of the refrigerator and puts them on the cooking table.

He wore only a black shirt, and lifted a hand to slowly roll up the cuffs, revealing a small, firm, smooth arm.

Ji Su asked softly, "Are you going to cook?"

Gu Zhao: "What?"

"Not much." Ji Su pursed her lips and offered, "Let's do it together."

Gu Zhao's hand movements lurched, and he raised his eyes to look at him, with a more indescribable meaning in the bottom of his eyes.

Not realizing the ambiguity of his words, Ji Su walked over to him, ready to help.

Gu Zhao tacitly approves of his behavior, and the two of them work together to prepare the ingredients.

Once the ingredients are ready, Ji Su stands back a bit and observes the situation from the shadows.

Gu Zhao's face remains expressionless as he stir-fries, the hand holding the spatula is bony, the veins on his arm bulge when he exerts himself, and he exudes an air of coolness and sexiness.

It didn't take long for the three-course meal to be served.

A sweet and sour pork, a sauteed seasonal vegetable, a cucumber stir-fry, and a tomato meatball soup.

Ji Su tasted the flavor and praised from the bottom of his heart, "It's delicious, much better than the food in the cafeteria."

Although the table is set with home-cooked food, but home-cooked food is the most test of culinary skills, can use the simplest ingredients to make such delicious dishes, is some merit in.

A smile flickered on Gu Zhao's lips, "Then eat more."

Ji Su couldn't help but wonder, "Why did you learn to cook?"

He could cook, but only simple things like noodles and sandwiches, just to make sure he didn't starve himself.

And Gu Zhao, the young master from a distinguished family who grew up in a privileged environment, should not need to cook for himself, right?

Gu Zhao lowered his eyes and his tone lightened, "No particular reason to want to learn."

Ji Su nods and doesn't press the issue any further.

The two ate face to face, and for a while the atmosphere was rarely calm.

In this calm, Ji Su gradually grew bold and asked tentatively, "Is that thing ...... now considered to be over?"

Just now, Gu Zhao hurriedly fled from the bathroom, clearly disgusted with his reaction to wearing a skirt, and his obsession with Mengmeng should have dissipated with it, right?

Gu Zhao responded, "Uh-huh."

Ji Su was heartened, "So we're kind of even then?"

"Get even?" Zhao Gu lifted his eyes and asked coldly in return, "You want to get even with me?"

Ji Su instantly realized he had said the wrong thing and seriously corrected himself, "It doesn't even out, I still owe you."

Whether it was saving him at the horse farm before or helping his schoolmate find out Zha Nan's real information, he hadn't paid Gu Zhao back.

Gu Zhao's face cleared up slightly, "It's good that you understand."

"Then ......" Ji Su extended his tentative little tentacles once again, "Then can we be friends?"

Gu Zhao narrowed his dark eyes slightly, "A friend?"

Ji Su lowered her eyelashes, "Of course, you could have refused, after all, I cast such a shadow over you."

Gu Zhao gave a non-committal hum.

Ji Su was momentarily unsure of what he meant and was about to ask for clarification when the cell phone in his pocket rang.

He got up and left his seat, "Excuse me, I have to take this call."

Ji Su pulled the balcony door open and stepped out onto the balcony to answer the phone, "Hello, Little Joe."

"Susu, where have you been? Why aren't you back yet?" Qiao Jin's anxious voice came out from the telephone receiver, "Did Gu Zhao call you to do something again?"

Ji Su whispered back, "I was with Gu Zhao, but he didn't do anything to me."

"That's good ......" Qiao Jin breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "And when will you be back?"

"It should be soon." Ji Su glanced at the time on her cell phone screen, "We'll go back to school after dinner."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Su returned to the table.

*

After dinner, the two of them work together to clean up the dishes before putting them in the dishwasher to be cleaned.

Ji Su wipes her hands clean and asks, "Are we going back to school now?"

"Sleep here tonight." Gu Zhao leaned against the table, his voice calm, "We'll go back tomorrow."

"Huh?" Ji Su's eyes widened slightly, "Sleeping here?"

Gu Zhao: "What's the problem?"

"This ......" Ji Su hesitated, "No, there's nothing wrong with it."

Gu Zhao signaled, "You go ahead and take a shower."

Ji Su finally found an excuse not to stay over, "But I didn't bring a change of clothes."

Gu Zhao gave a laugh, "There are so many dresses on the bed, not enough for you?"

Ji Su: "......"

Yes, there are so many dresses, but none of them are what normal boys should wear!

"Follow me." Gu Zhao stepped away and headed toward the bedroom, "I'll find you some clothes."

Stepping into the bedroom again, Ji Su shuddered uncontrollably at the sight of the bed full of dresses.

It's a good thing Gu Zhao isn't so strict that he has to wear every dress, or how long would this take?

Gu Zhao walks into the inner checkroom and rummages around in the closet for a moment, pulling out a black shirt and a pair of shorts.

Ji Su takes the shirt, "This is ......"

"The shirt I've worn, the shorts are new." Gu Zhao stared into his eyes, "Mind?"

"Don't mind." Ji Su shook her head, "I'm going to take a shower first then."

Gu Zhao reminded, "There are fresh towels in the bathroom cabinet."

Ji Su walked into the bathroom, the image of being pressed against the vanity by Gu Zhao in her halter dress just now floating before her eyes, and the tips of her ears quietly reddened.

He shook his head, forcing the image to turn the page, and began to concentrate on the shower.

After his shower, he put on the shirt and shorts Gu Zhao had given him and opened the bathroom door, wiping his hair as he headed out.

Gu Zhao was sitting on the sofa with a pair of long legs and raised his eyes at the sound.

Ji Su walks out in a black shirt, which looks deliciously like a loose shirt dress on him due to the size difference between the two of them, with the neckline wide open and his snow-white skin a smoky pink from the water vapor.

Line of sight down, the hem of the shirt covered the shorts, can be stuck at the root of the thighs, the bare pair of legs long and straight, exquisite without a trace of redundancy, walking between the hem of the shirt slightly swinging, as if gently caressing the pair of white as jade legs.

Gu Zhao's throat tightened and his eyes darkened instantly.

"I'm done washing." Ji Su was oblivious to the fact that he was different, "Are you going to wash it?"

Gu Zhao adjusted his posture, forced himself to fix his gaze on the flushed face, and squeezed a short, responsive, "Uh-huh," from his throat.

Ji Su looked at the king-sized bed and was a little surprised, "Where did all the dresses on the bed go?"

Gu Zhao whispered back, "Put it away."

"Oh." Ji Su nodded, "When you have a girlfriend in the future, maybe these dresses will be just right for her."

"Yes." Gu Zhao gave a sudden laugh, his tone inexplicably seeming meaningful, "These dresses, they'll fit him."

Ji Su put down the towel, "By the way, which guest room will I sleep in tonight?"

Gu Zhao: "Only this one has a bed."

"What?" Ji Su couldn't believe her ears, "You have four rooms in your house, but only this one has a bed?"

"Uh-huh." Gu Zhao fidgets again and changes position, "You can see for yourself if you don't believe me."

Ji Su : "I don't understand ......"

"In the beginning, I didn't plan on bringing anyone here." Gu Zhao tapped his fingers on his knee, "So there's no need for a guest room either."

Ji Su: "......"

What a lone wolf. So wouldn't it have been enough to buy a one-bedroom apartment in the first place?

Gu Zhao saw right through him, "One room is too small."

Ji Su was speechless, his eyes fell on the sofa and he said decisively, "Then I'll sleep on the sofa tonight."

Although he and Gu Zhao were both straight and it was fine to sleep in the same bed, they weren't familiar enough to sleep in the same bed at the moment, and it would be better for him to sleep on the couch.

Gu Zhao didn't say anything and got up and headed towards the bathroom.

Soon there was the sound of water clattering in the bathroom.

Ji Su picks up the cell phone on the table and sits down on the couch to send a message to Qiao Jin.

Ji Su : [Xiao Qiao, I'm not going back to the dormitory tonight.]

Qiao Jin: [Huh? Why?]

Qiao Jin: [Didn't I just say I'd be back soon?]

Ji Su: [I'm actually here at Gu Zhao's house ......]

Qiao Jin: [???]

Qiao Jin: [Where have you been?]

Ji Su: [Gu Zhao's house near the school.]

Ji Su : [But don't worry, he didn't do anything too much to me.]

Qiao Jin: [Wait ...... So you're alone with him now?]

Ji Su: [Uh-huh.]

Ji Su: [We've talked it over, it's okay.]

Although Gu Zhao did not explicitly agree to be friends with him, his attitude had clearly eased.

Perhaps in the near future, the other party could completely let go of the past and become true friends with him.

Qiao Jin: [Although, Susu, you still need to take care of your personal safety!]

Ji Su: [Uh-huh, don't worry.]

After finishing the chat, Ji Su opens the website and prepares to watch the video course.

After reading one section, he realized that Gu Zhao hadn't finished his shower yet.

After another moment, the bathroom door finally opened.

Gu Zhao walks out in nothing but a pair of gym shorts, his upper body dripping wet, beads of water rolling recklessly in the grooves of his abs.

Even though Ji Su quickly averted his eyes after only a quick glance, it was hard not to notice the curvature of a prominent bulge somewhere.

Too conspicuous and too superior ......

Gu Zhao also walked up to him and asked in a low voice, "What are you looking at?"

Ji Su's eyes didn't know where to go and she replied, "Why don't you wear a shirt?"

Gu Zhao seemed to laugh a little, "They are all male, what are you afraid of being naked?"

When Ji Su heard this, he thought it made sense, and simply raised his eyes to look over, only to have his eyes coincidentally align with the mermaid line that didn't go into the edge of his pants.

He grabbed the towel that was resting on the couch and slipped out of the way, "I'm going to do some laundry."

Gu Zhao glanced back at him, the slightest hint of a smile spilling out of his dark eyes.

Ji Su stepped into the bathroom and wrinkled the tip of her nose slightly, sniffing the air.

A cold, bitter aroma, mixed with a faint fishy flavor, smelled like salty seawater and a forest after a rainstorm.

It was only afterward that Ji Su realized why Gu Zhao had stayed in the bathroom for so long just now.

But if that state is after it's already been vented, then once ......

Ji Su suddenly realized what he was thinking, his ears got hot, and even his cheeks got a little hot.

Really, he's a big straight guy, why does he have to imagine other guys ......

Ji Su stops rambling and bends down to pick up the change of clothes from the dirty clothes basket and stuffs them into the washing machine.

He was about to press the on button when he remembered the red halter dress he'd changed out of and turned out to look for it.

Gu Zhao had already put on his t-shirt and sat on the edge of the bed looking at him, "Looking for something?"

"Looking for the dress I changed out of." Ji Su glanced around, "No, I remember putting it on then-"

"Keep the change." Gu Zhao's tone was cold, "I threw it away."

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

Sure enough, Gu Zhao really hated the way he looked in the halter dress, so he simply threw away the innocent dress with him.

At 10:30 p.m., Ji Su plopped down on the couch, ready to brew sleep, when her eyes inadvertently looked over at the bed.

Gu Zhao leaned against the bed, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses resting on the high nose, and a few more hints of svelte asceticism were added to his handsome and indifferent countenance.

For some reason, four big words popped into Ji Su's head, "Sven scum."

"See what?" Sven asked without looking up.

Ji Su withdrew his eyes as if nothing had happened, "Nothing, I just wanted to say good night."

Gu Zhao took off his glasses, "Sleepy?"

Ji Su reaches up and pulls the thin blanket back, "Hmm, a little sleepy."

"Go to sleep if you're sleepy." Gu Zhao put the book on the nightstand, "I'm ready to sleep too."

Ji Su closed her eyes, "Good night."

Gu Zhao whispered back, "Good night."

A few moments later, Ji Su opens her eyes, "Aren't you going to turn off the lights?"

Gu Zhao frowned imperceptibly, "I'm used to sleeping with the light on."

"Oh." Ji Su closed her eyes and opened them again a few seconds later, "Gu Zhao, are you afraid of the dark?"

"No." Gu Zhao vehemently denied it, ordering in a cold voice, "Go to sleep and don't ask such boring questions."

"Oh." Ji Su responded obediently, but the corners of her lips curved surreptitiously.

Turns out the Gu Da schoolmaster has something to be afraid of, which seems to make it seem a little more humane.

*

In the dead of night, the sleeping Ji Su rolled over, completely enveloped by the tall shadow in front of the couch.

Gu Zhao stood silently, eyes downcast, gazing at the defenseless sleeper on the couch.

The thin quilt that had covered her properly before she went to bed had long since slipped down, and Ji Su slept on her side on the sofa, the hem of her black shirt rolled up several times, revealing a thin white waist.

So thin a waist, so narrow a crotch, even if the thin stomach bulged and rose, even if the person in his hand struggled so much, he could still control it firmly with one hand.

Two long, straight legs were folded casually, the black shorts not long enough to reveal a bit of tender leg flesh, squeezed into a cupped snowy white on the couch.

Just by tracing it with your sight, you can perfectly imagine the touch of holding those legs tightly in your hands.

Ji Su murmured, unconsciously curling up her slender limbs.

Gu Zhao slowly bent his body down and wordlessly spat in his ear as if he were a demon: "It doesn't matter if you're Mengmeng, or Ji Su--"

"You're all mine."