My Childhood Sweetheart Is a Crazy Beauty
Chapter 187: Willow-like Slender Waist and Hibiscus Face

Chapter 187: Chapter 187: Willow-like Slender Waist and Hibiscus Face

"How do you mean?"

Mrs. Gu became interested and glanced at Gu Beihuai and then at Tang Chuxia.

Tang Chuxia ignored Gu Beihuai’s warning look and beamed, "Of course, it’s because Brother Beihuai loves Aunt Hong’s cooking the most. As long as it’s Aunt Hong’s food, he eats until he’s almost in tears!"

Gu Beihuai: ...

Mrs. Gu: ...

Something about this doesn’t feel right?

Sure enough, before Gu Beihuai could interrupt, Tang Chuxia continued, "So Aunt Hong, let Brother Beihuai eat a little more!"

She sighed regretfully, "It’s a pity I’m full; if I hadn’t eaten at home, I would’ve surely enjoyed Aunt Hong’s cooking too!"

Mrs. Gu was charmed and happy.

She gestured Tang Chuxia to feel at home, letting her eat canned fruits on the side while she loaded Gu Beihuai’s plate with food.

Gu Beihuai ground his teeth.

He was already full.

It tasted awful.

But he couldn’t say it.

Adding insult to injury, Tang Chuxia sat across from him, pulling faces.

It was an obvious taunt.

Yet he said nothing.

Such blatant lies, and Mrs. Gu didn’t expose them, even letting Tang Chuxia eat canned fruit.

Outrageous!

After dinner, Gu Beihuai couldn’t sit still for a moment. He stood up and pulled Tang Chuxia outside.

"I need to talk to Tang Chuxia about something!"

Gu Beihuai dragged Tang Chuxia away, followed by Gu Nanzhi’s angry shout!

But it was useless to Gu Beihuai; he was already out of sight.

Tang Chuxia was pulled out of the courtyard by him, even a bit out of breath.

"You’re abusing your power; I have nothing to say to you!"

Tang Chuxia’s defensive stance was well-placed, but to Gu Beihuai, it was entirely non-threatening.

With her demeanor, Gu Beihuai wasn’t impressed at all.

"Setting me up?"

Tang Chuxia lowered her hands and let out a sly smile.

"How could I! It’s for your own good!"

Gu Beihuai smacked her lightly on the back of her head, "Speak properly. If you keep straining your voice, be careful, I’ll make sure you can’t speak at all!"

Tang Chuxia: ...

Forgot about that!

The two were never on good terms.

Tang Chuxia getting hit and not retaliating wouldn’t be her style.

If it were the old Tang Chuxia, she’d have thrown Gu Beihuai down with a shoulder throw by now, but the current Tang Chuxia wouldn’t use such unladylike methods.

She hooked her arms around Gu Beihuai’s neck.

Her hands hung behind his nape in a cross.

"Brother Beihuai, why hit the back of my head? There’s hardly any meat there!"

Her eyes signaled something, and Gu Beihuai surprisingly understood.

Usually so composed with Tang Chuxia, Gu Beihuai’s ears turned instantly red, a flush rising up his neck.

Tang Chuxia, fearing her hint wasn’t clear enough, traced her fingers slowly down Gu Beihuai’s spine.

At that pace—it’s hard to say if it’s fast, as she went vertebra by vertebra, but if it’s slow, her fingers seemed to be jumping.

Tang Chuxia indeed had some skill in stirring hearts.

Her innocent eyes were filled with tenderness.

How many men could resist such a woman wholly devoted to them?

Especially when the woman was exceptionally beautiful and earnest, seemingly pouring all her love into you.

Gu Beihuai felt his blood racing through his veins, on the verge of bursting out.

That sensation of rapid expansion and contraction of blood vessels made Gu Beihuai feel his body start losing control, his fingers hanging by his sides squeezing tightly.

If not for his strong will, he might’ve acted irrationally by now.

Yet Tang Chuxia, thinking the effect wasn’t enough, tiptoed closer to Gu Beihuai’s cheek, their noses almost touching, when their breaths intermingled, and her fingers finally landed on his coccyx.

Those familiar with body weaknesses know the kind of presence the coccyx has.

It’s definitely not a place to be lightly touched.

Gu Beihuai had never been treated this way before, only feeling his coccyx grow hot through his clothes.

The intense heat almost burned his senses away.

His skin felt fiercely hot, and he tried to shift to rid himself of the bizarre sensation, but his body wouldn’t obey, surprisingly craving the fingertip warmth through his clothes.

If the coccyx could express its thoughts, given any freedom, it would probably wag like a begging dog.

Gu Beihuai felt odd and especially unfamiliar with himself.

Seeing Gu Beihuai’s flushed neck, Tang Chuxia’s smile was radiant, yet the tender affection in her eyes lingered, even more, pronounced.

It could truly melt even the most stoic of men.

"Gu Beihuai~~~"

Tang Chuxia didn’t call him ’Brother’ anymore, but sweetly called his name, her little intent clear as day.

It was as if they were no longer at odds, like a dream where Gu Beihuai began to lose control.

The soft, almost whispered sound of his name was breaking down his defenses.

A voice deep within urged him: Surrender to her!

The tidal waves rising in his eyes were suppressed by the repeated call of his name, leaving only ripples tinged with the feel of spring.

Gu Beihuai felt he must be drunk!

Even though he knew for sure he hadn’t touched a drop of wine during dinner.

That sense of floating, the urge to control the woman before him surged constantly.

His hands hung by his sides finally began to move.

His fingers slowly opened.

Whether it was subconscious not wanting the tiptoeing woman to tire or to keep Tang Chuxia within his arms, he wasn’t sure.

His palms, seasoned with callouses from years of handling guns, were rugged yet filled with a sense of strength.

When he touched Tang Chuxia’s waist, though there was a layer of thick cotton, what first filled his mind was not the cold of the cotton but the curve sinking into his palm.

A delicate waist and a charming face!

His eyes beheld a captivating face, and the slim waist in his grasp was hard to release.

Tang Chuxia parted her rosy lips, forming a beautiful arc with her watery, glossy lips.

Her fingers gently tapped on Gu Beihuai’s coccyx twice: "Gu Beihuai, you’re quite the obedient student!"

Their noses barely touching, Tang Chuxia felt it wasn’t enough. Her nose brushed against Gu Beihuai’s nostril, the friction of downy hair causing tingling electric currents.

Tang Chuxia rested her chin against the side of Gu Beihuai’s neck, slightly tilting her head up, her voice traveling into his ear from below his earlobe.

A simple compliment left Gu Beihuai’s defenses thoroughly shattered.

A heavy breath sprayed against the back of Tang Chuxia’s neck, bringing a smile to her eyes.

Feeling the tightened grip on her slender waist, Tang Chuxia knew it was almost time—just as she was about to retreat, Gu Beihuai abruptly cradled her face.

Sensing danger, Tang Chuxia instinctively tried to escape.

With eyes tinged with crimson steadily closing in, the increasingly hazardous aura engulfed Tang Chuxia...