When Gu Yun faced Sun Zhufeng, he truly felt guilty.
This wasn't the kind of guilt one felt after doing something bad and fearing the victim's reaction. After all, he wasn't the one who had actually done anything bad.
If anyone should feel guilty, it ought to be Sun Zhufeng.
Yet Sun Zhufeng didn't look guilty in the slightest. Instead, Gu Yun looked like a thief with a guilty conscience whenever he saw him.
"Let go!" Gu Yun growled at Sun Zhufeng, fierce on the outside but weak within.
Not only did Sun Zhufeng not let go, he put some force into his hand and shoved the door open.
Under Gu Yun's alarmed gaze, he strode straight inside.
"Y-you-you..."
Ignoring Gu Yun's panic, Sun Zhufeng shut the door behind him.
Then he turned and stared at Gu Yun with blazing eyes.
Gu Yun took two steps back and instinctively reached for his collar.
His fingers met the cool touch of bare skin.
Gu Yun: "!!!" Fuck! He wasn't dressed yet!
He had just come out of the shower and hadn't had time to put on his pajamas. A single bath towel was wrapped around him.
This time, Gu Yun truly panicked and turned to run.
But the moment he turned around, before he could even take a step, a hand reached out from behind, grabbed his arm, and yanked hard.
"Fuck!" Gu Yun stumbled and fell backward.
Straight into the arms of the person behind him.
The instant Gu Yun's back touched Sun Zhufeng, he reflexively sprang away.
But before he could move even an inch, Sun Zhufeng forcibly pressed him back and locked him securely in his arms. His hands were restrained by the large hands reaching around from behind.
"Sun Zhufeng! You... let go of me!"
Sun Zhufeng