The Whole Internet is Shipping Me with My Ex-Boyfriend-Chapter 297 - 3: Hug Me Upstairs

Gu Yuan looked at his face, "The sound of the rain is too loud, I couldn’t hear you. What did you just say?"

Chi Yu lowered his eyes to look at her, close enough to touch, their breaths mingling softly in the narrow space between them, creating a melody that both of them enjoyed. It’s strange, even amidst the noisy rain, they could still hear each other’s breathing.

Chi Yu lowered his chin slightly, moved close to the outer edge of Gu Yuan’s ear, and repeated what he just said, "I’ll hold the umbrella."

Gu Yuan blinked her eyes, "Are you sure you can do it?"

Chi Yu asserted confidently, "Why can’t I? I’m more than capable!"

His unexpected and assertive answer made Gu Yuan’s heart soft like the sands by the sea. She pretended to ponder, "Hmm... you are indeed very capable, but let me do it. You just need to hold me."

Being praised, Chi Yu smiled like a happy two-hundred-pound man.

It’s not that Gu Yuan was exaggerating; he truly was very capable.

Chi Yu had an extraordinary natural talent. In the past, once things heated up, she generally didn’t easily provoke him, because doing so meant having to bear the consequences.

That consequence was not being able to get out of bed the next day.

It had been a long time since she thought about these things. Now, held by the person she loved, she couldn’t help but reminisce, though thankfully, the memories were sweet and tender, spreading throughout her heart.

This journey was an enjoyment for Gu Yuan.

For Chi Yu, it was a mix of enjoyment and a trial of endurance. The soft and fragrant person was in his arms, and his body, empty for far too long, had a hard time restraining its impulses. Especially with Yuanyuan’s clothes clinging wetly to her, his gaze kept wanting to trace her silhouette...

Sigh, he felt like a pervert.

Upon reaching the entrance, Chi Yu had no intention of letting Gu Yuan go. Uncle Xiang saw the two and approached them. Chi Yu immediately said, "Hold on to me tight."

Gu Yuan dropped the umbrella in her hand and wrapped her arms around Chi Yu’s neck.

She was wet, and in this posture, clinging to his neck, she pressed even closer to him, her curves awkwardly noticeable to any onlooker.

Uncle Xiang, seeing Miss Gu and Mr. Chi’s dripping return, was quite surprised. He brought over a wide, clean towel.

Then he picked up the umbrella from the ground, closing it, and asked in a hurry, "Miss Gu, are you alright?"

Chi Yu wrapped them in the towel, while Gu Yuan buried her face into Chi Yu’s front, replying, "I’m fine, just tell Mom to prepare some soup and bring it upstairs."

"Certainly, Miss Gu."

Uncle Xiang closed the umbrella and went to give the instructions, but he returned after a few steps to tell Chi Yu, "Mr. Chi, I’m really sorry, but all the cars in the Gu Mansion are out of fuel. So perhaps, you could stay here at the Gu Mansion tonight?"

Out of fuel...

This...

Chi Yu was quite shocked.

"Of course..." Chi Yu instinctively glanced at Gu Yuan, but swallowed his words and said instead, "I fear I’d be imposing."

He waited for Yuanyuan to speak.

He waited and waited.

But received no response.

Half the smile on Chi Yu’s face faded. Uncle Xiang couldn’t say much, so he hurried to instruct Mom to get some soup ready to be taken upstairs.

Once Uncle Xiang left, Chi Yu asked, "Are you getting down now?"

Gu Yuan looked up at him, her dangling feet still in the damp slippers, which had soaked up so much water that a squeeze would release a large puddle.

She wiggled her feet a bit more, and the slippers hooked on her toes fell off, landing on the ground with a splat.

She lowered her lashes, leaned her head against his chest as if giving an order, "Carry me upstairs."

"Alright."

Now, whatever Gu Yuan said, Chi Yu would do, even if she told him to leave.

He had been upstairs once that afternoon, so the first part of the way was familiar to him, only he couldn’t find which room was Yuanyuan’s bedroom. He asked the person in his arms, "Where is your room?"

Gu Yuan lifted her eyelids, "You’re going the wrong way."

Chi Yu: "..."

He heard Gu Yuan laughing, her laugh light and airy, tingling down his ears. Although his body was cold, the sensation somehow felt warmer than usual.

With her little finger, Gu Yuan lightly scratched the back of his neck, "Turn around, it’s the room at the end of the hall."

Chi Yu’s breathing became heavier.

He turned stiffly, heading in the direction Gu Yuan indicated. At the end of the hall, there was a room. The door was distinctly different from the others. His breathing was a bit uneven as he maneuvered the arm hooked around her ankle to open the door.