Chapter 39: The Gift

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This time, the villa was utterly quiet. Even the housekeeper was nowhere to be seen. The moment they opened the door and stepped inside, the two of them began kissing in the entrance hall, neither willing to yield to the other. It was almost like a battle, both of them carrying a blazing fire within and instinctively wanting to claim something from the other.

Gu Yao had never been a shy woman. Whenever she wanted something, she asked for it openly—and at that moment, what she wanted most was the man before her. She wound her arms around his neck and returned his kiss. Her long black hair spilled down around them, veiling them both, while the faint fragrance of shampoo in her hair made the man’s heartbeat quicken.

Su Yu’s powerful hands supported her as they walked and kissed their way through the house. By the time they reached the fourth floor, both were breathing unevenly, their clothes slightly disheveled, and the temperature in the room seemed to have risen. Gu Yao pushed him lightly and pointed toward the bathroom.

“Shall we shower first?”

He simply helped her take off her shoes, carried her into the bathroom, and set her in the bathtub. He had only just adjusted the water temperature when Gu Yao pushed him again.

“All right, your task is complete. You can go now.”

The man leaned closer, eyeing her with displeasure.

“Crossing the river and tearing down the bridge, are you?”

“No. I just want you to calm down and work on your endurance.” Gu Yao gave him a mischievous smile, climbed out of the tub barefoot, and kept pushing him until he was outside. Only then did she close the door.

Ever since she had gone to the county town, she had hardly had a proper bath. She had always settled for a quick shower, which had never been satisfying. The bathtub here was large and fitted with massage jets, and there were all kinds of bath salts available. Naturally, she intended to enjoy herself properly.

She really was a wicked woman. Men and women were built differently, and now that she had stirred up his desire, she had run off to enjoy herself, leaving him outside to suffer goodness knew how much.

After that previous night, she had experienced firsthand that Su Yu’s stamina was on an entirely different level from that of ordinary men. She now understood, more or less, why so many girls liked dating athletes. Their physical condition was exceptional, and when it came to that particular aspect, they were truly formidable—so formidable that one could hardly withstand them.

So she planned to relax her body first, making it easier to deal with what was to come, rather than having to beg for mercy in humiliation because she lacked the strength.

But imagination was always beautiful; reality was another matter.

She leisurely sprinkled citrus-scented bath salts into the hot water, filling the air with a pleasant fragrance. After stirring the water until the salts dissolved, she removed the rest of her clothes and set them aside, briefly rinsed herself beneath the shower, then returned and slipped into the tub with satisfaction. The hot water enveloped her body. She tilted her head back and let out a blissful sigh.

Then the bathroom door handle turned, and the door opened from outside.

What was going on?

She straightened slightly and looked over. Su Yu had already changed into a loose bathrobe. Barefoot and perfectly at ease, he walked in and placed a set of women’s pajamas on a nearby counter.

Gu Yao instinctively glanced at the lock.

“I remember locking the door from the inside.”

“Yes. I have a key.” As he spoke, his gaze had already settled on the body beneath the water. He stroked his chin and admired her for a moment, his eyes gradually darkening.

Gu Yao sank a little lower. With bubbles beginning to gather across the surface, only her small head remained visible. Raising an eyebrow, she reproached him with exaggerated seriousness.

“How can you do this? Just because you’re in your own home doesn’t mean you can ignore the rules. If this were a game, sneaking in with a key would be called cheating.”

“Then what should I do?” He teased her with evident amusement while slowly removing his bathrobe. To her surprise, he wore nothing underneath. His well-defined abdominal muscles and attractive V-line were fully exposed. Long legs, a narrow waist, and every aspect of masculine beauty were displayed before her without reserve.

“Are you an exhibitionist?” Gu Yao said, though her gaze had already fixed itself on him. She had been too hurried the last time to see him clearly. This was different—everything was in high definition, illuminated by the lights so that every detail stood out.

His physique was simply too good. If she had possessed a camera, she could have taken photographs of him. She had been working for several years and had watched the male colleagues around her gradually transform from youthful pretty boys into potbellied, overweight middle-aged men who became breathless after climbing a few flights of stairs. How could they compare with something so pleasing to the eye?

Her supposed aversion to men was all an illusion. She simply had not met a man this handsome before.

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Her heart voiced the same thought once again. He was simply too tempting, so she pretended not to notice and allowed him into the tub. With the added weight of another person, a great deal of water immediately spilled over the sides. After the splashing subsided, the space became cramped.

“Sweetheart, move forward a little.”

Su Yu still seemed unsatisfied. He lifted her directly and settled her onto his thighs. His two long legs stretched out until they nearly reached the bottom of the tub. Even though the bathtub was the largest available, he filled it completely.

Gu Yao was somewhat displeased. She had been perfectly comfortable bathing alone. But then the man’s hands reached around her, tactfully beginning to massage her back and shoulder blades. His touch was firm yet measured, and although he used some strength, it remained bearable.

Gu Yao relaxed and leaned back, resting against his chest. She closed her eyes and began to doze. After a while, she asked, “Why do you have women’s pajamas?”

“I prepared them for you. I was afraid you wouldn’t have a change of clothes when you came over.” As he spoke, he dampened her long hair and worked shampoo into it, massaging her scalp slowly.

Gu Yao narrowed her eyes in comfort.

“Then when I have time, I’ll buy some clothes for you too and keep them at my place.”

The water was hot, and his massage was soothing. Her head began to nod involuntarily, and she almost drifted off, only to be disturbed by waves of heat rising through her body. She let out a soft cry and caught hold of his arm.

“What are you doing?”

“Helping you bathe.” The man smiled and kissed her earlobe. He nibbled at it gently, as though savoring a piece of soft candy, breathing warm air against it. Before long, the small lobe had turned slowly red.

With a satisfied chuckle, he turned the soft woman in his arms around. They faced each other. He cupped her small, flushed cheeks and kissed her deeply, paying no attention to the way her little hands beat helplessly against his shoulders. He devoted himself entirely to tasting her.

When the kiss finally ended, he lifted her from the tub with a splash and stepped out with her in his arms. After rinsing them both clean beneath the shower, he carried her, dripping wet, toward the bedroom.

“I’m cold!” Gu Yao protested, curling in on herself.

He kissed her cheek and soothed her. “Good girl. You won’t be cold in a little while.”

He was right—but not only did she stop being cold, she became unbearably hot. Both of them were sweating continuously. Only then did she fully understand what he had meant. Even the entire bedroom seemed to heat up, and the atmosphere grew intensely suggestive.

Before they knew it, darkness had fallen. Gu Yao turned over, only to be pulled back into his arms and settled onto his thighs. Their faces pressed together as they kissed again and again. Her body had gone limp as noodles, while a tingling sensation lingered through her limbs, as though her body no longer belonged to her.

“Shall we do it one more time?” the man whispered against her ear, sounding as though he still had not had enough.

“Forget it.” She was finally frightened and shook her head weakly. After resting for a while, she advised him, “You need to take care of your health too. Too much of a good thing isn’t healthy.”

He gave a muffled laugh, still full of energy.

“I work out every day for this very reason. Don’t worry. It won’t affect my health.”

Gu Yao could only sigh helplessly and pinch his arm.

“I can’t take it anymore, all right? I’m exhausted!”

But when she thought about it, she had hardly done anything at all…

Compared with the last time, it seemed that this was when the man had finally revealed his true strength. His stamina was astonishing.

“Now tell me—was my waist any good?” Only then did he release her, lifting her into his arms and carrying her back to the bathroom for another shower.

“Mm.” Gu Yao answered helplessly. So that was what he had been waiting for. From now on, she absolutely could not make careless remarks.

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“Are you being honest? Do you dare say again that my waist is no good?” He still refused to let the matter go as water sprayed from the showerhead onto both of them.

“I won’t dare again.” Gu Yao wisely admitted defeat.

When they emerged, the bedsheets were completely unusable. The floor was covered with water they had tracked out of the bathroom, and the entire room was a terrible mess. They had been so absorbed in one another that neither of them had noticed.

“What are we going to do?” Gu Yao wrapped herself in a bathrobe and looked troubled. She usually loved keeping things tidy, but today she was far too exhausted to move another muscle.

“Should we sleep in the guest room? We’ll deal with this tomorrow.” Su Yu made the decision at once. He closed the door so the mess would be out of sight and out of mind, then carried her to another room. After turning on the air conditioner, they climbed together beneath the soft blankets.

“Go to sleep.” He drew her into his arms and spoke softly.

Gu Yao buried her face against him, nestling into his warm embrace. She was utterly exhausted and soon fell asleep.

When she woke again, it was already the middle of the night. The room was silent except for the steady breathing of the person beside her. She stared at the ceiling in the darkness for a while, then rubbed her stomach and suddenly kicked Su Yu’s leg.

He was sleeping unusually soundly this time. When he did not move after a long while, she lifted her foot to kick him again, but her small foot was suddenly caught in a large hand.

“Why are you awake in the middle of the night? What are you doing?” The man rolled over on top of her, bracing both hands beside her head. His eyes gleamed in the darkness.

“Did you just wake up, or have you been awake all along?” Gu Yao asked curiously.

He merely looked at her in silence.

Only then did she point at her stomach with some grievance.

“I’m hungry…”

The atmosphere fell silent. They stared at each other for a while. At last, the man sighed, rose from the bed, and switched on the bedside lamp.

“Wait here. I’ll go see what ingredients we have and make something.”

After he left, the bed suddenly seemed much emptier. Gu Yao rolled over, idly turning around once. When she reached the edge of the bed, she shifted and rolled back again. She was bored, her stomach was growling, and she could no longer fall asleep, so she had no choice but to get up.

Remembering that her phone was still in the original bedroom, she put on her slippers and went over. She pushed open the door and glanced inside, feeling a little embarrassed herself.

Had she and Su Yu really been that intense? How else could they have broken even the bedside lamp? And the disordered sheets were almost too embarrassing to look at.

She bent down to collect all the clothes from the floor and, while she was at it, stripped off the bedsheets as well. She tossed everything into the washing machine and started it, then glanced at her phone. It was three in the morning.

She shuffled into the kitchen in her slippers. The lights were on, and the man’s tall figure was busy inside. A loose bathrobe hung around him, its collar falling low enough to reveal a glimpse of his handsome chest. His black hair had grown slightly long, and sleep had left it tousled, giving him a relaxed, sensual air.