Chapter 160: Even the Tathāgata Must Turn Back

Chapter 160: Chapter 160: Even the Tathāgata Must Turn Back

Just as Su Qinghe’s heart was about to pound out of her chest, Gu Yifan brushed past her and picked up the air conditioner remote from the nightstand!

BEEP~

The air conditioner switched on, and a cool breeze wafted out.

In that brief moment, Su Qinghe was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

"I... I’m going to go take a shower."

She stammered before frantically grabbing some clothes from her suitcase and darting into the bathroom.

Watching her flee like a startled little rabbit, Gu Yifan couldn’t help but smile.

He put down the AC remote, fished the TV remote out of a cabinet, and casually switched on the television.

WHOOSH—

A moment later, the sound of running water echoed from the bathroom.

Gu Yifan instinctively glanced toward the bathroom. On the frosted glass, he could faintly make out the silhouette of Su Qinghe’s shapely figure...

He swallowed hard.

His eyes widened!

’Holy shit!’

’How the fuck is anyone supposed to handle that!’

Gu Yifan quickly tore his eyes away, fixing his gaze on the TV screen and starting to silently chant a mantra.

...

「Half an hour later.」

Just as Gu Yifan was wrestling with his inner demons, Su Qinghe’s soft, sweet voice suddenly called from the bathroom. "Big Bull... Gu Yifan, can you get my pajamas for me? I forgot to grab them..."

Inside the bathroom, Su Qinghe stared at the pajamas before her—only pants, no top—and was on the verge of tears.

"Huh...?"

Gu Yifan paused, having heard Su Qinghe’s voice.

He hadn’t quite heard what she’d said, so he got up, walked over to the glass bathroom door, and knocked gently. "Su Hanhan, what was that?"

Su Qinghe’s face was so red it felt like it was on fire. "I... I forgot my pajama top," she said in a tiny voice. "Can you get it for me?"

"Oh, right."

"Hang on a sec!"

Gu Yifan nodded.

He walked over to the luggage rack, opened her suitcase, and immediately saw the pajama top she’d forgotten.

Without a second thought, he grabbed the top and walked back to the bathroom.

He knocked on the glass door again. "Hanhan, I’ve got your top. How should I give it to you?"

CREAK~

The words had barely left his mouth when the glass door opened just a crack. A small, fair hand reached out gingerly.

Gu Yifan froze for a second before coming to his senses and placing the top in her hand.

SWOOSH—

Su Qinghe’s hand snatched back inside!

Seeing this, Gu Yifan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

’What a Hanhan!’

He thought to himself.

「A few minutes later.」

Su Qinghe emerged from the bathroom, now dressed in her pajamas. Her cheeks were flushed, though it was hard to tell if it was from shyness or the heat of the shower.

’Probably both!’

Her eyes darted about nervously, refusing to meet Gu Yifan’s gaze.

Gu Yifan didn’t say anything either.

When she came out, he went into the bathroom, grabbed the wall-mounted hairdryer, and began to dry his hair.

...

「Ten minutes later.」

Gu Yifan emerged with his hair dry. He walked over to the bed and glanced at his phone.

It was already 4:30 in the morning.

"It’s really late. Let’s get some sleep. We can talk about everything else when we wake up."

Gu Yifan said, looking at Su Qinghe on the other bed.

The blush on Su Qinghe’s face had faded, but she still felt a little nervous inside.

"Mhm."

She didn’t say anything more, just gave a slight nod.

CLICK!

The lights went out, and the room was plunged into darkness.

Only the two small night lights on the nightstands cast a faint, warm glow.

"Good night, my Su Hanhan!"

Gu Yifan said, turning on his side to face her.

"G-good night."

Su Qinghe replied softly.

...

「Five in the morning.」

Hearing the sound of steady breathing from the other bed, Su Qinghe carefully turned over to look at Gu Yifan.

In the dim light, she could vaguely make out his handsome profile.

From this angle, he was absolutely perfect.

’This Big Bully is really handsome.’

Su Qinghe thought to herself.

Suddenly!

Gu Yifan turned over.

Their eyes met.

"Like what you see?"

Gu Yifan’s voice drifted through the quiet.

"Huh?"

Su Qinghe’s eyes shot wide open.

The next second, her face flushed crimson.

’Thankfully, the light was too dim for him to see her blush clearly.’ She breathed a secret sigh of relief.

"Why are you still awake? Can’t sleep?" Gu Yifan asked.

"Mhm," Su Qinghe answered quietly.

After a moment’s thought, she added quietly, "I’m... I’m not used to this."

After she spoke, Gu Yifan fell silent.

After a long moment, Su Qinghe gasped, suddenly feeling someone else slip under her covers.

Her body went rigid. Before she could fully react, she instinctively tried to pull away.

"It’s me. Don’t move! I’ll hold you."

Gu Yifan’s voice sounded in her ear.

Hearing his words, Su Qinghe froze.

She stopped trying to pull away. She lay motionless in his arms, letting him hold her tightly. Her delicate, beautiful face, however, had long since turned as red as a ripe apple.

It wasn’t the first time she had lain in his arms.

But every time, she was struck by how broad and solid his chest felt. It gave her an immense sense of security.

After a little while, her initial nervousness and racing thoughts began to subside, and she slowly started to relax.

Her body, at first ramrod straight, gradually softened. She even unconsciously snuggled deeper into his embrace.

Her unconscious movement, however, nearly pushed him over the edge.

’A soft, beautiful woman in his arms... who could possibly resist this?’

’I’m afraid even a saint would be tempted.’

"Hanhan."

Gu Yifan couldn’t help but say.

"Mmm~"

Su Qinghe hummed in response, nuzzling her head against his chest again.

Gu Yifan was left speechless.

"If you keep squirming like that, I really won’t be able to hold back," he said, his voice laced with a helpless sigh.

"Huh?"

Su Qinghe froze for a second. When his words sank in, her face became scorching hot again. She didn’t dare move another inch.

’Although... if Gu Yifan really were to do something to her, she probably wouldn’t resist. Still, she wasn’t mentally prepared for that kind of... zero-distance intimacy, that kind of baring it all...’

So she obediently stayed perfectly still.

At that moment, neither of them said another word.

Silence...

The room fell silent once more.

They held each other tightly, the only sounds in the room being the frantic pounding of their hearts and their quickened breaths.

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