In the dimly lit room, only a desk lamp shone with a yellow light.
A bulge on the bed next to the lamp was shaking incessantly. A slender hand emerged from the edge of the blanket, only to be covered by a hand with distinct knuckles a second later, before being pulled back under the blanket.
A sound that made one blush and their heart race filled the room.
"Hmm... Don't move, phew..."
"Don't be nervous, relax."
"Go to hell!"
"He won't die."
The next morning, Gu Wancheng, feeling as if she had been hit by a car, opened her eyes, stared blankly at the now-steady ceiling, and lay in bed.
I don't understand why he's acting so impulsively again. I wish he could get a brain transplant and have his useless brain repaired.
Suddenly, the door opened, and a barely perceptible footstep sounded. Gu Wancheng's eyes darted around, and she vaguely saw Bo Yizhou holding a glass of water.
Bo Yizhou walked to the bedside, sat down, and picked him up. "I'll take you to wash up."
Gu Wancheng accepted his service without a second thought, after all, if it weren't for him, he wouldn't have ended up like this.
After washing up, Bo Yizhou fed him a few sips of warm water, then held him and gently massaged his waist with his hands.
After rubbing for a while, Gu Wancheng stirred like a doll that had finally been fully charged. "Stop rubbing, I'm hungry."
"Okay, I'll take you to eat."
Bo Yizhou stood up and bent down to pick him up, Gu Wancheng crossed her arms and looked at him warily, "What are you doing? I can walk by myself."
"I'll carry you down."
Hearing this, Gu Wancheng almost choked on her saliva. "Cough cough cough, don't even think about me. I'm leaving on my own."
Bo Yizhou withdrew his hand, his eyes filled with regret. Gu Wancheng saw this and her hair stood on end. She then rolled her eyes at him for free.
He's shameless enough, but he wants to drag him down with him? There's no way he can get down there, not even a window. He'll crawl down alone if he has to.
Gu Wancheng carefully stood up, accidentally twisting her waist in the process, her expression instantly contorting, but she still reacted quickly to stop Bo Yizhou's outstretched hand.
Wen Shuyu was sitting on the sofa reading a book when she heard the sound. She turned around and immediately smiled, " Chengcheng, you're up?"
Good morning, Mom.
Wen Shuyu closed the book and placed it on the coffee table. "Come on, sit down. Breakfast will be ready soon. Are you hungry?"
Gu Wancheng smiled and replied, "Okay."
Gu Wancheng walked over with a normal expression and sat down naturally, afraid that she would notice anything unusual. He would never lose face here.
Did you sleep well last night?
Gu Wancheng's lips twitched slightly, and she took a deep breath, "Slept very well."
It's really good, but waking up after sleeping in it is a real ordeal.
"That's good. We have seafood porridge for breakfast today. I wonder if that's your taste?"
Gu Wancheng smiled and said, "I like any kind of porridge, thank you, Mom."
Suddenly, a curly-haired head poked its way in through the doorway, peered inside, and, seeing no one around,...
Chaochao cautiously stuck one foot in, then the other, and stealthily made her way upstairs.
He bumped into Butler Deng without noticing.
Chaochao plopped down on the ground, covering his head. Looking at the mud on Butler Deng's skirt, he knew he was in trouble.
Sure enough, although Butler Deng still had that kind and friendly smile, his words were as cold as minus thirty degrees Celsius.
"Young Master, I'll take you to change your clothes right away. I hope you can find the right words to say later, so you can better explain yourself to Madam and the others."
As soon as he finished speaking, Butler Deng took out his phone and snapped a picture of Chaochao.
Chaochao's expression instantly fell, and he tried to soften Butler Deng's heart with his big, bright eyes.
" Grandma Deng ~"
"Please don't make futile struggles, young master. Thank you for your cooperation."
Then, Butler Deng took a heartbroken Chaochao upstairs to change clothes. While he was changing, the photos that had just been taken appeared on Wen Shuyu's phone.
Wen Shuyu saw it and was stunned for a long time.
Gu Wancheng asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Wen Shuyu handed him the phone to look at. Gu Wancheng glanced at it and instantly felt terrible. Who was that dirty, muddy kid on the phone?!
Needless to say, looking at that head of curly hair, Gu Wancheng simply couldn't convince him that this kid wasn't Chaochao.
I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and wished I could go upstairs right now and spank him hard.
When Chaochao came down, Gu Wancheng and the other two sat on the sofa, posing as if they were conducting a joint trial.
Chaochao walked over hesitantly, "Grandma, Dad, Father, good morning, can we go eat now? I'm hungry."
Gu Wancheng slowly lifted her eyelids, gave a cold laugh, and held the phone in front of him. "Who is this?"
Chaochao shook her head, feigning innocence, and said, "I don't know him."
" Chaochao, Grandma said you can't play with those dirty things. They have lots of germs and you'll easily get sick. If you get sick, you'll have to get a shot."
Chaochao puffed out his cheeks; he wasn't afraid of getting a shot, but he didn't say it aloud—he was afraid of being hit.
" Chaochao, hasn't Dad told you many times that you can't play in the mud?"
"I did tell them, but it was Niba who invited me to play."
Hearing his words, Gu Wancheng almost laughed in anger. If the mud could move, it would have been the first to fight him.
Seeing that he was as stubborn as a mule, Bo Yizhou slammed his fist on the table and decided, "Alright, Chaochao's homework will be tripled. If there's a next time, it'll be five times."
Chaochao froze instantly, standing there motionless. After a while, he turned his gaze to Wen Shuyu.
To everyone's surprise, Wen Shuyu turned her head away, avoiding his gaze, and looked at Gu Wancheng with Chaochao determination.
Gu Wancheng smiled gently at him, "I'm not going to plead for you."
Chaochao crossed her arms and plopped down on the sofa furthest from them. "Hmph, I'm angry."
"Then go sulk over there, don't stay here."
Chaochao blushed instantly and shouted, "No, I want to stay here! I'm not leaving!"
Bo Yizhou stood up, glanced at him, and said, "Then you can stay here. Let's go have breakfast."
Chaochao puffed out her cheeks and looked back at him defiantly.
Bo Ting over, he saw this scene, walked over to Zai Zai and ruffled his hair, asking in confusion, "What happened? Why are you in this state?"
Wen Shuyu: " Chaochao just went to play in the mud. Without a doubt, the flowers in the garden are ruined."
She hadn't thought of it before, but now, just thinking about it makes Wen Shuyu feel breathless. She doesn't even dare to ask Butler Deng to confirm the fact.
Bo Ting this and gave Chaochao a helpless look.
Seeing that even his grandfather couldn't save him, Chaochao felt desolate.
"Ahem, I think we should go eat." Bo Ting coughed lightly twice, glancing at Butler Deng not far away, and said to her.
Butler Deng stepped forward, Bo Ting asked in a low voice, "Has anyone been assigned to clean the garden?"
"Someone has already been arranged to clean it, please don't worry."
Bo Ting was relieved; Wen Shuyu, who had been deceiving herself all this time, wouldn't even glance at the garden.
"Hurry up and come here."
Wen Shuyu took a few steps, then turned around and called out when she saw that Bo Ting hadn't followed.
Bo Ting smiled at her and followed her.