Chapter 32: Topic: "Holding hands and making love so early in the morning, in broad daylight..."

Gu Ci sat on the edge of the bed, his face flushed. His hands folded obediently above his thighs, his injured right foot resting on the edge of the bed, his eyes staring guiltily at the floor, not daring to look up.

Huo Wenyuan sat across from him.

Five minutes earlier, Huo Wenyuan had spotted him fall through the glass door. Without giving him a chance to recover, he simply stepped in and carried him out of the bathroom without a word.

Gu Ci had no choice but to wrap one arm around his neck while secretly tugging the towel closer with the other, fearing any damage.

After all, falling in the bathroom was embarrassing enough, and if the towel fell down again... Not only Huo Wenyuan, he himself couldn't understand himself.

For Huo Wenyuan, the distance from the bathroom to the bed was only a dozen steps, but for Gu Ci, it was more difficult than hundreds.

It was all because of the transparent frosted glass door.

Realizing this thought, Gu Ci was surprised at first, then fell into introspection, thinking that he was such a bad kid: he had clearly fallen down, why did he close the bathroom door?

Huo Wenyuan placed Gu Ci steadily on the bed, took a step back, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Gu Ci instantly had a bad premonition in his heart. His fingers grabbed the tender yellow floral bed sheet and quietly shrank back.

All this still did not escape Huo Wenyuan's eyes. He raised his thin chin, and his voice was clearly audible in the bedroom: "Why, are you afraid that I will find out? "

Gu Ci: "..."

How could Huo Wenyuan's eyes be so sharp.

His lips moved, and finally he gave up his excuses, and said "hmm" dejectedly.

Huo Wenyuan stared at Gu Ci's glowing white skin under the warm light, and his eyes moved down from the bath towel to a pair of slender calves. His eyes couldn't help but darken, and the scent of sweet orange blossom shower gel seemed to still linger in his nose.

After all, he softened his tone, went over and touched the ends of Gu Ci's fluffy chestnut hair, and squatted on one knee in front of him.

Gu Ci looked at the shadow on the floor, looked up in surprise, and met Huo Wenyuan's smiling phoenix eyes.

Huo Wenyuan didn't speak, gently lifted his right foot, and then held the slender ankle in his palm.

Gu Ci trembled like a frightened bird, forced himself to calm down, and asked dryly: "Brother Wenyuan...what are you..."

Huo Wenyuan half raised the corner of his eyes and asked back: "Have you forgotten what the doctor said? More massage is good for blood circulation. "

He gently touched Gu Ci's slightly swollen ankle with his fingertips: "Does it hurt?"

Gu Ci's hands began to grab the bed sheets behind his back again: "No...it doesn't hurt."

He felt that this scene was a little too unbelievable and tried to dissuade him: "Brother Wen Yuan, I'm really much better now. Thank you for taking care of me. You should go back and rest. "

Huo Wenyuan responded lightly, but he still did not stop the movement of his hands. His warm palms gently touched Gu Ci's delicate skin like condensed fat, carefully avoiding the injured area, and kneading in clockwise circles around it.

Gu Ci's brain crashed directly, his beautiful pupils dilated and dilated, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

He was not hallucinating, right? Huo Wenyuan was actually... massaging his feet?!

Gu Ci simply found it unbelievable: Huo Wenyuan himself was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and had always lived a pampered life, but now he was half-kneeling in front of him to give him a massage? Although they have a good relationship now, it is understandable that they take care of each other, but at this point, it seems a bit too caring.

Gu Ci hurriedly leaned over, took Huo Wenyuan's arm to stop him: "Brother Wenyuan, that's enough."

Afraid that Huo Wenyuan would not agree, he found an excuse: "I, I'm a little sleepy, I want to sleep."

After hearing the latter reason, Huo Wenyuan put down his feet and said: "Okay, you are tired too, it's time to rest early. "

He put Gu Ci's pajamas, which he had not had time to change, on the bedside and was about to reach out to hug him again. This time, Gu Ci reacted quickly and moved over with his hands. He quickly lifted the air-conditioning quilt to cover his legs and waved to Huo Wenyuan with a smile: "Good night, Brother Wenyuan~"

Huo Wenyuan: "Good night."

He pointed to the mobile phone beside Gu Ci's pillow: "If you have anything, feel free to contact me. I'm here."

Gu Ci: "Yeah! "

The door was closed, Gu Ci changed his clothes and lay on the bed, thinking about the words "I'm here", he lifted the quilt and buried himself in it.

After a while, slightly messy chestnut light hair emerged from the quilt, Gu Ci stared at the ceiling in a daze with despair, and the tips of his ears were red as if dripping blood.

Damn, why did Huo Wenyuan leave, but I still felt my heartbeat so panicked?

The next day was still sunny.

According to the usual "routine", he usually got up first, and then called Huo Wenyuan across the street after he finished cleaning up. After all, the young master had a bad temper and was grumpy when he got up, so he had to coax him.

But this time, it was not the alarm clock that woke Gu Ci up first, but the sound of Huo Wenyuan knocking on the door.

"Ci Ci, call me when you're changed." The tone was still unquestionable.

Gu Ci had to change his clothes quickly, and just after he answered, Huo Wenyuan pushed the door and walked in.

Meeting Huo Wenyuan's eyes, Gu Ci smiled embarrassedly. Although he didn't know why he got up so early today, he decided to say hello first: "Good morning, brother Wenyuan. "

Huo Wenyuan: "Good morning."

Under Huo Wenyuan's silent but firm attitude, Gu Ci was supported by him and went into the bathroom to wash up. In order to show his recovery, he deliberately tiptoed for two steps after coming out, holding his schoolbag and said: "Look, I don't feel any pain anymore! I feel like I'll be back soon!"

Huo Wenyuan ignored his performance, glanced at Gu Ci's bare feet, and without saying a word, asked him to sit down and picked up the socks that Gu Ci had not had time to put on.

Gu Ci: "Oh!"

After all, he was still a beat late. When he noticed it, Huo Wenyuan had already supported his feet with one hand and put on white socks for him with the other hand.

Gu Ci took a breath: "Brother Wenyuan, I can actually do it myself! There's no need to trouble you so much..."

Huo Wenyuan understood what he meant, took his hand and said: "It's not a trouble."

"That's what I want to do. "

In this regard, Gu Ci could never win over him.

When they arrived at the school gate, Huo Wenyuan was still holding his hand, and the two walked side by side to the teaching building. Their speed was a little slower than usual, but compared to yesterday afternoon, it was much better.

Gu Ci did not lie to Huo Wenyuan. Compared to yesterday, his feet were really much better. At least it was not so stinging, and the redness and swelling had subsided. It was just that he still felt like his muscles and bones were being pulled when he walked. If he slowed down his pace, it would not be a big problem.

As he was walking forward, he suddenly heard the stern scolding of the dean of studies from behind: "Stop!"

"What's wrong with you two young people! Holding hands and making love in broad daylight early in the morning! Turn around!"

Gu Ci turned his head and looked at Huo Wenyuan with a panicked look on his face.

Huo Wenyuan comforted him: "It's okay."

Gu Ci had to turn around awkwardly and smiled politely at the dean of studies.

The dean of studies was a skinny middle-aged man with a beard. He usually took the strict investigation of premature love as his KPI. He had a sharp eye and cruel means. I don't know how many young couples he had broken up.

He planned to repeat his trick this time, but upon seeing the faces of the two students suspected of being in a relationship, his surging aura instantly dissipated.

"Ah, it's our Huo Wenyuan and Gu Ci. You're going to school hand in hand today?"

Huo Wenyuan nodded. "Good morning, teacher. Gu Ci hurt his foot, and I helped him to the classroom."

The dean immediately expressed concern for Gu Ci's injury. "Is it serious? Do you want to take a leave?"

Gu Ci said gratefully, "I'm feeling much better today. Thank you for your concern."

The dean smiled and shook his head. "It's my duty. Go to the classroom quickly, and be careful."

Watching the two students leave, the dean patted his heart and sighed, "Thank goodness, there was no accident. "

These two are Xichen's latest recruits! Plus, the Huo family just donated a laboratory building and brand new lab equipment to the school last week... We must not let any of them get hurt.

As he entered the classroom and sat down, Qu Zhi and Shang Zui from the back row came up to him to ask about his well-being. Qu Zhi said with a guilty look on his face, "Little pretty girl, my sister told me about what happened last night. She bought you the milk tea. On her behalf, I apologize again."

Gu Ci then noticed that there were extra cups of iced milk tea on both his and Huo Wenyuan's tables.

Shi Fei was indeed too polite. To be frank, playing basketball was a risky endeavor, and his condition wasn't serious, so there was no need to be so apologetic.

The doctor had advised against cold drinks, so Gu Ci had to add ice to the milk tea and return it to Qu Zhi. After explaining, he added, "It's really not that serious. It's just a sprain. Please don't take it personally."

Qu Zhi held up his hand to refuse, "I really have to give it to you, or my sister will cut me."

Huo Wenyuan, who hadn't joined in the discussion, finally said coldly, "Take this milk tea away from me."

Qu Zhi looked surprised: "Huh?"

Huo Wenyuan said, "Who put it there? Take it away. Don't get in the way here."

Qu Zhi: "...Fine." No one else drinks, but he does.

Oh, why is his silly sister so persistent?

Shang Zui was still unhappy: "I shouldn't have organized any tennis activities earlier... I was just daydreaming. Blame me, little Gu Ci, I'll treat you to a meal."

Gu Ci blinked: "I can treat you to a meal, but there's no need to blame yourself. It's not you who made me like this."

"If you want to blame someone, blame the tennis ball. It jumps around too much."

Gu Ci silently apologized to the tennis ball in his heart.

Sure enough, Shang Zui's eyes lit up, and the gloom on his face dissipated most of it: "Little Gu Ci, you are really my angel!"

Qu Zhi said sarcastically on the side: "Come on, brother is your angel, you treat brother as..."

Shang Zui quickly covered his mouth: "I'm warning you, Qu Buzhi! Stop accusing me!"

Qu Zhi murmured for a long time, grabbed his hand and threw it away: "So what? I'm not afraid of being accused if I don't do anything wrong!"

Shang Zui was unable to refute, turned his head and said to Gu Ci: "...Little Gu Ci, you decide for me!"

Gu Ci's mouth corners couldn't help but curl up: "Okay, class is about to start, stop arguing."

The bell rang, and Xie Buruo walked in with a textbook. Before the formal lecture, he announced a few important matters.

"The grade teachers have just had a meeting. We will have the monthly exams on Monday and February next week, so everyone should hurry up and prepare."

"Also, there will be a sports meet next month, tentatively scheduled for the 6th and 7th. Registration will start after the monthly exams, so students are encouraged to participate! We were first last time, and we will strive to win again this time! Our class is so outstanding, we are good at both literature and martial arts, and

we must win first place in all aspects!" There was sparse applause in the classroom. Seeing that the students were not in high spirits, Xie Buruo began to doubt himself: "What's wrong? Even the sports meet can't inspire your enthusiasm now? Is it necessary for a monthly exam to hit you so hard?"

Shang Zui raised his hand and said, "Bro, you promised us last year that you would go out for research if we won the championship in the sports meet, but it hasn't been realized until now-"

Xie Buruo understood. It turned out that he was the one being questioned: "Isn't it because of the flu and teaching inspections last year..."

There was no point in explaining anymore. Since he was questioned here, he might as well rebuild it here. He cleared his throat and announced, "I'll make up for what I owed you last time."

Shang Zui asked sternly, "How can you promise not to stand us up this time?"

"You're the most troublemaker!" Xie Bu Ruo glared at him, pulling out his phone and turning on the camera. "I'll record it as proof

, okay?" "I, Xie Bu Ruo, promise today that if Class 1 gets first place in both the monthly exam and the sports meet, and Shang Zui's grade ranking rises by fifty places, I'll take them on a field trip."

Shang Zui couldn't believe his ears. Crab Bro had actually dared to trick him!

Xie Bu Ruo deliberately asked, "Class, is this okay?"

The entire class answered in unison, "No problem!"

Shang Zui: He layed.

The class's fate rested on Shang Zui, a loser. To improve his grades, Gu Ci became his primary tutor. These days, even after evening study, they'd discuss homework online.

Gu Ci truly possessed a natural talent for teaching. He spoke softly, patiently, and even tailored a review plan for Shang Zui, making it easy for even Shang Zui, with his weak foundation, to follow along.

With two days until the monthly exam, Shang Zui's weekend practice schedule was packed, leaving him only available in the evenings. Therefore, tonight's call was a bit late. It was already 11 PM when Gu Ci received the video call invitation.

He had just finished writing in his diary and was just about to pull out his notes to review the key points he'd made last time.

The discussion had been going smoothly until a physics force analysis question, which Shang Zui couldn't grasp. It was a pointless, high-scoring problem, and losing points would be a shame.

Gu Ci tried different approaches and angles, but Shang Zui still had only a vague grasp. Progress stalled, and Shang Zui was almost ready to give up.

Gu Ci insisted, "No, there's still a way. Yes, I'll go ask Brother Wen Yuan!"

Huo Wenyuan was an excellent physics student, known for his flexible and varied approach to problem solving. Perhaps he had a better idea?

Shang Zui swallowed, his expression indescribable. "Why not just forget it..."

Huo Wenyuan, who didn't like to be disturbed when he was resting, didn't need to be bothered by a single question.

Gu Ci said to Shang Zui, "Wait for me, I'll go find him."

Shang Zui's face changed, but it was too late to stop him. Gu Ci in the video really knocked on Huo Wenyuan's door with the test questions.

Shang Zui shook his head and told himself: This is Gu Ci, this is Gu Ci, it's not surprising that he does anything.

Sure enough, after just two knocks, the door opened.

That's right, the person who opened the door was the one who had blocked him because he sent a message in the middle of the night. Shang Zui suddenly felt that if Gu Ci did this, Huo Wenyuan would probably reply within seconds.

Following Gu Ci's mobile phone camera, Shang Zui was fortunate to see Huo Wenyuan's sharp profile, which was as sharp as a knife, and... the sexy deep V nightgown.

Then, he showed an expression of seeing a ghost.

Because he saw with his own eyes that Huo Wenyuan pinched Gu Ci's face, and invited him in with a tone that was so gentle that it didn't seem like his own.

"Lecture? Don't disturb me, of course."

"Which one do you want to hear?"

Gu Ci quickly put his phone on the table: "Wait, Brother Wenyuan! The main thing is to make Shang Zui understand too."

Then Shang Zui saw Huo Wenyuan's eyes change in an instant, and his tone dropped sharply: "Him?"

Shang Zui: "..."