Like a vicious dog

"Okay ...... wait!" Ji Su just answered, and then reacted with an afterthought, "What kind of punishment?"

Gu Zhao did not answer, but asked, "Do you recognize the punishment?"

That pretty, delicate face in his hands, forced up, full, red lips slightly open, looked like it was asking for a kiss.

Gu Zhao rubbed his slightly rough fingertips repeatedly against the corners of his crimson lips, his knuckles rolling, his throat parched to the bone.

Ji Su's heart skipped a beat at the look in his eyes, and he stammered, "You, you tell me what the punishment is first."

Gu Zhao cupped his pointed jaw, sending it in front of himself, the high bridge of his nose almost on the verge of hitting the tip of his perky nose.

The hot breath came to his face like a dense and fine net, Ji Su couldn't help but hold his breath.

The distance between his lips was only a millimeter, and in a flash of lightning, Ji Su's blank brain suddenly sounded an alarm.

In the next second, he raised his hand and pushed away the chest pressed against his body with one hard push.

Gu Zhao was unprepared, and for the first time, he pushed his body backward, taking several steps in a row to stabilize himself.

"Are you okay?" Ji Su panicked and jumped down from the basement cabinet, but was too afraid to go up and check.

Gu Zhao narrowed his dark eyes slightly, something dangerous flickering at the bottom of them.

Ji Su against the edge of the locker, ready to escape: "I didn't mean to ......"

The corners of Gu Zhao's lips lifted slightly and he let out a meaningful laugh, "What are you so nervous about?"

Ji Su said nervously, "I'm not nervous."

"One of two punishments." Gu Zhao walked back to him and braced his hands on the cabinets on either side of his body, easily trapping him again, "Number one, three spankings from me."

Ji Su: "?"

He kind of couldn't believe his ears, "What did you say?"

"If you do something wrong, you have to be spanked." Gu Zhao said slowly, "It's not like I haven't been spanked before."

Ji Su couldn't believe it, "When did you ever hit-"

Halfway through his words, several unfamiliar scenes suddenly appeared in his mind.

He was wearing only a pair of underwear when Gu Zhao scooped him up out of the tub, put him on his lap and slapped his ass ......

Her snow-white cheeks suddenly reddened, and Ji Su felt her head start to spin again.

Gu Zhao stared at him with dark eyes, "Come to think of it?"

Ji Su came back to his senses and said in a firm tone, "I choose two!"

"Oh?" Gu Zhao seemed to have expected this, "The second one will be easy, call out good brother to hear it."

Ji Su: "......"

Why do you have to call me "good brother" if you can call me "brother"?

"What?" Zhao Gu laughed with downcast eyes, "Or do you prefer to be spanked by me?"

"I didn't." Ji Su immediately denied it, and asked back with shame and annoyance, "You're always bullying me like that, where are you better?"

Gu Zhao took hold of a long, white finger, put it to his lips and bit it, "Tell me, how did I bully you?"

"You, you ......" Ji Su couldn't help but accuse as she was bitten, "You're bullying me right now."

Gu Zhao's gaze hooked onto his face, his tone inscrutable, "That's bullying you?"

How far is this?

Seeing that she couldn't muddle through, Ji Su bit her lower lip, her voice as small as a mosquito hum, "Good brother ......"

Gu Zhao leaned over and sidled up to him, "Call me what?"

"Good brother, good brother!" Ji Su closed his eyes and shouted twice as if he was broken, "Is that okay?"

Gu Zhao ground his back teeth immovably, finally letting him off the hook reluctantly, "All right."

Ji Su stretched out his fingers and carefully poked the sturdy arm, "So this, it's kind of over?"

Gu Zhao grunted and straightened up and headed for the living room.

Ji Su pressed her palms against her burning cheeks and followed up, "Gu Zhao, I think we'd better go to the hospital."

"No need." Gu Zhao stood at the table and poured a glass of warm water and handed it to him, "I'm fine."

Ji Su was uneasy: "Are you really not burning now?"

"Burn." Gu Zhao looked over at him, "But the burning is somewhere else."

Ji Su asked blankly, "What place?"

Gu Zhao smiled and said, "Do you really want to know?"

Though she didn't know what he meant, Ji Su intuited that it wasn't good and shook her head no, "No, I don't want to know."

Gu Zhao looked at him for a few seconds and withdrew his gaze, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Ji Su then remembered that they hadn't had dinner yet and volunteered, "I'll do it tonight, what do you want?"

Gu Zhao is still sick, it's too much to ask a patient to cook for him.

"No need." Gu Zhao opens the refrigerator, "I'll do it."

"Okay." Ji Su knew in her heart that she couldn't argue with him, so she could only compromise, "Then is it okay to eat noodles tonight? I want to eat soup noodles."

"Good." Gu Zhao answered, "You go ahead and play for a while."

Ji Su walks obediently to the couch, sits down and opens her cell phone to check her messages.

Qiao Jin: [Susu, why have you disappeared again?]

Qiao Jin: [If you're kidnapped by Gu Zhao, give me a code word!]

Ji Su: [Xiao Qiao, I wasn't kidnapped.]

Ji Su: [Gu Zhao is still sick, I am taking care of him.]

Ji Su looked at the text that was sent out, then raised her eyes to the figure busy in the kitchen, and inevitably her heart grew weak.

The way things are going, it seems like he's the one being taken care of ......

At that moment, Qiao Jin's message came back.

Qiao Jin: [I don't believe it!]

Qiao Jin: [I think Gu Zhao is so strong that he can kill a cow with one punch, why does he get sick so easily?]

Ji Su: [Really, he has a fever.]

Qiao Jin: [Fever? I think it's a flirtation!]

Ji Su: "......"

Qiao Jin: [I seriously doubt that this is the Gu Da schoolmaster's bitter trick!]

Qiao Jin: [Just because you're soft!]

Ji Su: [No Xiao Qiao, Gu Zhao is not that kind of person.]

Qiao Jin: [Yoo-hoo-hoo, you're protecting him now?]

Ji Su: [I'm just talking about the facts ......]

Qiao Jin: [Okay, then let's say I'm wrong about the schoolmaster.]

Qiao Jin: [But I still want to remind you, baby, to be careful of your personal safety!]

Ji Su: [Don't worry, I'll take care of it.]

Gu Zhao was quick and served two steaming bowls of soup noodles in no time.

Ji Su pulled back his chair and sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and realized that he had a poached egg lying in his bowl, while Gu Zhao's bowl contained only green vegetables and noodles.

"Auntie forgot to buy eggs, and there's only the last one left in the fridge." Gu Zhao noticed the look in his eyes and explained lightly.

Ji Su picked up the poached egg and put it into his bowl, "Eat it then, the patient needs more protein."

Gu Zhao gave him back the food, "You eat."

Ji Su's throat suddenly choked as she looked at the golden poached eggs.

Gu Zhao frowned, "What's wrong? Don't like poached eggs?"

"It's not ...... just remembering something small." Ji Su drops her eyelashes and returns with mock relief, "At my family's dinner table, if there's only one last poached egg, it'll definitely be in my brother's bowl."

There were countless little things like that, and he'd thought he'd long since stopped minding, but it turned out he still thought about it easily.

Gu Zhao looked at him and said in a calm tone, "With me, you will never suffer this kind of aggravation."

Ji Su pursed her lips and said nothing, her raven-feathered, dark, thick eyelashes quietly moistened with moisture.

Gu Zhao didn't ask any more questions, "Eat."

After dinner, it was time for bath and bed.

Ji Su finished her shower and grabbed the sofa, "Gu Zhao, you can't move me to the bed again tonight."

Gu Zhao lies back against the bed, "You're so asleep, you don't respond when I hug you."

He even suspected that even if he did something more outrageous, the sleeping person in his arms wouldn't wake up.

"I'm a better sleeper." Ji Su protested in a small voice, "But that's no reason for you to move me around."

Gu Zhao let out a laugh, "Then why don't you come to bed now."

Ji Su politely declined, "No, I like your couch better."

That night, he told himself over and over again before he went to bed that he couldn't sleep too much this night.

Unsurprisingly, he still woke up the next day in the same big Gu Zhao-inspired bed.

Ji Su made up his mind that he would not come back to spend the night until a second bed was added to Gu Zhao's house.

*

In the new week, Ji Su took a few moments out of her busy schedule to rehearse with Han Meng on stage.

Each time Gu Zhao appeared behind him silently, like a ghost, and watched them throughout the rehearsal.

Against all the pressure, the Campus Culture and Arts Festival finally opened on Saturday afternoon as scheduled.

Ji Su and Han Meng's program was in the middle of the show, and after the host called the curtain, the atmosphere in the auditorium became very lively.

The red curtain was drawn back and a beam of light came down on the darkened stage, enveloping the man sitting at the piano.

Ji Su wore a simple white shirt and black suit pants, dark soft black hair falling naturally, long and thick eyelashes falling butterfly-like shadows on the eyelids, the whole person in the light with a jade-like glittering light, holy like an angel.

Gu Zhao took his seat in the second row, his gaze firmly pinned on him, the bottom of his eyes vaguely repressing a surge of emotion.

Long, thin, white fingers fell on the black and white keys, and the familiar piano music poured out like clouds and water.

At this moment, except for Ji Su sitting in front of the piano, Gu Zhao could not see anyone, nor could he hear any sound other than the sound of the piano.

It's like, he's still trapped in that dark basement.

The piano piece and the solo dance worked together so seamlessly that the last note disappeared into the fingertips, and after a few seconds, everyone still hadn't caught their breath.

Ji Su got up from the piano and bowed to the audience with Han Meng.

The audience was suddenly awakened as if from a dream, and the auditorium resounded with unceasing applause.

Ji Su retreats backstage, breathes a sigh of relief, and says to Han Meng, "Good job."

"Senior also worked hard." Han Meng looked at him with bright eyes, "Senior and I worked perfectly together on this stage today, didn't we?"

Ji Su nods, "Yes, you danced better than in rehearsal."

"To be able to receive a compliment from Senior himself, I am considered complete." Han Meng took a deep breath and seemed to have made some sort of determination, "Senior, I have something very important to say to you."

Ji Su answered, "Go ahead."

Han Meng signaled him, "Senior, please follow me."

At this moment, everyone was concentrated inside the auditorium, and the exit was very quiet.

"Senior, first of all, I have to confess something to you." Han Meng stood still, his tone frank, "Actually, I intentionally utilized this cooperation stage to approach you."

Ji Su was a bit confused, "What do you mean?"

"Senior may not remember, in fact, we have met long ago." Han Meng's brow curved and smiled at him, "On the day of the freshman report last year, I had my period and accidentally soiled my pants, when senior saw it, he lent me his jacket."

Ji Su recalled it carefully, and it seemed to be the case.

"For senior, it's probably a very common little act, so it's normal that you don't remember it." Han Meng paused for a moment, his tone was unusually serious, "What I want to say is, I've liked you for a long time, if you don't have someone you like, can you consider me?"

Ji Su lowered her eyes and whispered back, "I'm sorry."

Han Meng sighed, "Did the senior reject it so quickly?"

Ji Su then realized that he seemed to have refused too readily this time.

"As far as I know Senpai is still single, so ......" Han Meng asked tentatively, "Does Senpai have a favorite person?"

Ji Su was slightly stunned... a favorite?

He was silent for a moment and didn't answer positively, just said, "I'm sorry, you'll meet someone more deserving."

Han Meng asked, "I'm a bit curious, is senior doing this to all suitors, not giving a single chance?"

Ji Su nodded slightly, "Yes."

Han Meng's eyes landed somewhere unobtrusively, "What about Senior Gu Zhao?"

Ji Su's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously returned, "It has nothing to do with him."

"Senior Gu Zhao likes Senior, I think a discerning person can see that." Han Meng pursued, "If Senior doesn't like him, why do you let him stay by your side all the time?"

"I ......" Ji Su was dumbfounded for a moment, something seemed to flash through his disorganized brain, but it was too fast for him to catch.

"Ji Su," just then, a low, magnetic voice sounded behind him.

Ji Su winced, and as soon as she turned around, she ran into those dark, dark eyes.

Gu Zhao stepped toward him and raised his arm around his shoulder, gathering him into his arms.

It's a declarative gesture, a strong possessive call.

"I've finished saying what I wanted to say, so I won't bother Senior then." Han Meng winks playfully towards Ji Su, "I've memorized what Senior told me as well."

Ji Su only felt the large hand holding her shoulder tighten momentarily, and quickly loosened its force.

Gu Zhao watched Han Meng enter the auditorium with a cold, piercing gaze, lowered his arms, and took the lead as he turned to walk out the door.

Ji Su quickly followed, and the two of them walked one behind the other, neither of them speaking.

That is, until Ji Su ran into a wall of people and let out a low whimper as he managed to stabilize himself.

Gu Zhao turned to me, his eyes heavy, "Is there anything you want to say to me?"

Ji Su hesitated and asked in a whisper, "What do you want to know?"

Gu Zhao took a step closer in front of him, "You knew I minded and still wanted to meet her alone."

"It's not ......" Ji Su English raised his eyebrows, "It's not what you think."

Gu Zhao stared him dead in the eye, "So what?"

Ji Su sighed softly and patiently explained, "Han Meng did confess to me just now, but I refused."

Gu Zhao: "And then?"

"And then it's gone." Ji Su was a bit helpless, "Do you think everyone is like you?"

Saying something about not giving up no matter if it's rejected ten times or a hundred times ......

Gu Zhao continued to press forward in front of him, "How am I doing?"

Ji Su couldn't help but step back, and after a few steps, his feet suddenly stepped in the air.

Gu Zhao was quick to take hold of his waist and scooped him back up.

Ji Su crashed into a familiar embrace, a cold, woody scent lingering at the tip of her nose, and her heartbeat quickened uncontrollably.

Instinctively, he tried to break the embrace, only to realize that the heartbeat in the chest against which he was resting was more violent than his.

Gu Zhao pressed him firmly against his heart, "I don't want to be like this, but I get scared."

Ji Su stopped struggling as if the pause button had been pressed.

Scared?

Gu Zhao tightened his arms and said in a hard voice, "There are so many people who covet you, I'm afraid that if I don't pay attention, you'll be snatched away by someone else."

He is like a vicious dog with a meat bone, which he cannot swallow in one mouthful despite his hunger, and he is always on the lookout for other dogs to steal it from him.

If anyone tries to take it from him, he'll bite everyone.

"Which is not ...... " Ji Su buried her face in her solid chest, her voice sounding muffled, "I'm not that easy to be ...... "

Gu Zhao scooped the man out of his arms and cupped his face in his hands, "What did you say?"

Ji Su's face was very red, her eyes were watery, and her voice was even softer: "Gu Zhao, give me a little more time, okay?"