Through the book: The villain’s son’s stand-in

Pei Mingxu had already cleaned him before going to bed last night, so when Gu Cheng woke up in the afternoon, his body was not sticky.

On the contrary, during the moment when Pei Mingxu was entangled with each other after they both woke up, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his body.

In front of the glass mirror.

Looking at the red earlobes, which would vaguely feel a tingling and itching sensation when the wind blew, and turning his head to look at the thin hickeys on the back and neck, Gu Cheng couldn't help frowning and swearing.

After venting his anger over the defeat, Gu Cheng locked the bathroom door with his backhand. Soon after, the sound of gurgling water sounded in the bathroom.

When Pei Mingxu woke up, he found the bed empty.

He reached out and touched it, and found that the place where Gu Cheng slept last night was still warm, and his spirit instantly relaxed.

When he thought about what happened last night, Pei Mingxu couldn't help but feel satisfied.

Although Gu Cheng, who has a step-by-step strategy, will cooperate better, but the meat obtained by fighting with his own skills will be more delicious.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn over and sleep on the pillow on Gu Cheng's side. He put his nose close to the pillow and took a breath of Gu Cheng's smell.

It was an elegant tea fragrance, with a hint of coldness in it.

Perhaps because of his body temperature, the smell on Gu Cheng's body was stronger. When he licked his neck, even his sweat had a similar smell.

It tickled his heart.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and listened to the sound of water in the bathroom, and his heart couldn't help but surge.

He jumped out of bed and knocked on the bathroom door.

"Honey, can I come in?"

After the words fell, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, but there was no answer for a long time.

Pei Mingxu didn't really want to get an answer. After waiting for a moment, he pressed the door handle and pushed in.

No push.

Pei Mingxu immediately realized that Gu Cheng had locked the door. He knocked on the door again, with a bit of sadness in his voice: "Dear, we treated you well yesterday, but today you locked me out. Do you regret it? "

He leaned against the door, looked at the frosted bathroom door, and continued: "I know you are not convinced, but you broke the contract first, and the content of our competition also got your acquiescence. You are shutting me out like this. Outside, it makes me feel very hurt.”

He lowered his eyes with a sad expression, but the next moment he forced a smile and said: "But who made me like you? If you don't admit defeat, we can compete again."

"This time, can I let you cuff my hands?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bathroom door clicked open from the inside.

Steam was rising in the bathroom, and the ventilation system was humming, dispersing the thick fog.

Gu Cheng's forehead was half wet, with water droplets hanging from the ends of his hair. His fair and moist skin was slightly pink due to the heat.

The white yukata was simply draped on him, and the thin belt around his waist looked a bit messy, obviously tied in a hurry.

As soon as Gu Cheng walked out, he glared at Pei Mingxu and said shyly, "Cuff you? It's better to cuff me."

He put on his slippers and walked past Pei Mingxu to the drying room next to him. As he walked, he said:

"I can't even beat you when you're drunk. In your normal state, you were once the first in anti-kidnapping drills. How can you be restricted by a small handcuff?"

Gu Cheng opened the door of the drying room and rolled his eyes at Pei Mingxu before entering: "I'm not drunk today."

So, don't try to trick me.

With a click, the door of the drying room was locked again.

Pei Mingxu touched his nose, feeling embarrassed even after his sinister intentions were revealed.

But before entering the bathroom, he was a little annoyed and thought, how could he forget that they came from the same school.

After spending his youth with him, how could Gu Cheng be confused by such an obvious routine.

Sure enough, Gu Cheng, who was in a drunken state yesterday, was still easy to deceive.

The warm and dry wind blew from all directions, taking away the moisture from Gu Cheng's body and also making his body feel less tired.

He sat down against the wall with the back of his head against the wall and looked up at the heating lamp above.

Unable to help himself, he began to review yesterday's mistakes in his mind.

The biggest mistake was the inexplicable desire to conquer.

Perhaps he has been in control of the overall situation for too long. When he meets someone like Pei Mingxu who seems to listen to you but is actually controlling the direction of things, he instinctively starts to fight.

Confrontation means confrontation, but Pei Mingxu's aggressiveness is so strong that his thoughts can't help but be taken away.

So much so that I took action in a hurry without being fully prepared.

There are also estimates of alcohol consumption.

In the last life, Pei Mingxu's body functions declined due to poisoning, but in this life, his body is in great shape. How can this estimate be accurate?

Finally, and most importantly.

Pei Mingxu actually took advantage of his plan.

Not only did he mess with his thinking through strong drinks and consume his physical strength with meaningless manual labor, but he also passed the responsibility for breach of contract onto him.

Kill three birds with one stone.

Gu Cheng thought about it and murmured: "My skills are not as good as others... I lose."

After coming out of the drying room, Gu Cheng put on a set of home clothes, walked to the window, and opened the blackout curtains.

At this time, the sky was filled with red clouds outside the window, and birds slowly flew across the sky, leaving behind sparse black shadows.

"It's already reached this point."

As he said that, he turned around and went to the bedside to get the optical brain bracelet. The next second, he was surrounded by a pair of big hands around his waist, and Pei Mingxu's lazy magnetic voice reached his ears.

"Gu Cheng."

Gu Cheng felt the control around his waist like a python strangulation. He didn't struggle, but just looked back and wanted to ask him what he was doing.

But the next second, Pei Mingxu's wet head suddenly pressed against his shoulder, and the water droplets followed his movements and scattered on Gu Cheng's collarbone, bringing an icy chill.

Gu Cheng was shaken by the cold, and quickly raised his hand to push his head away: "Go and dry your hair."

Pei Mingxu did not resist, letting him hold his face with his hands, but his tone was very stubborn: "I won't go."

"I have to go." Gu Cheng felt the dampness in his palms and struggled again: "Let me go."

Pei Mingxu hugged him tighter: "I don't!"

Gu Cheng was rejected by him twice and finally calmed down to negotiate with him.

"What will it take for you to let me go and dry your hair?"

Pei Mingxu's eyes lit up: "It's very simple, you just need to answer whether I admit defeat or not."

Hearing this, Gu Cheng slowly closed his eyes to relieve his raging anger, and gritted his teeth and said, "Admit it."

After speaking, his chest heaved violently: "Now, can you let me go? Mr. Pei."

"Of course, Mr. Gu."

The next second, Pei Mingxu decisively loosened his restraints, and Gu Cheng quickly went to the window to pull out a tissue and wiped the moisture from his hands.

Before he turned around, Pei Mingxu had already entered the drying room.

Gu Cheng stared at the closed door, feeling angry and not knowing how to vent his anger.

In the end, I could only order a takeaway meal.

It’s not Pei Mingxu’s fault.