Do What Adults Should Do

Chapter 236

The night breeze at Houhai carried the moisture of the lake, yet it couldn't blow away the heat brought on by the alcohol.

After several rounds of drinking, the empty bottles on the table piled up into a small mountain.

Ye Zhenzhen was completely dizzy.

Her usual cool and self-possessed demeanor was completely dissolved by the alcohol.

The young girl's cheeks were flushed, her eyes blurred as if covered by a layer of mist.

She leaned softly against Gu Ran, as if her bones had been removed.

"Gu Ran..."

The girl's voice was soft and sticky, with a hint of a nasal tone, making one's bones feel weak.

Gu Ran reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist to prevent her from sliding under the table, and gently patted her cheek with his other hand.

"Wake up, we're going back to the hotel."

"Not going back..."

Ye Zhenzhen rubbed her head against his chest, found a comfortable spot to nestle in, and mumbled vaguely.

"I heard... Uncle Gu tell you... said... to be good."

Gu Ran raised an eyebrow and leaned in closer.

"What did my dad say?"

Ye Zhenzhen tried hard to open her eyes wide and extended a finger.

She waved it in front of his eyes, her expression serious.

"Uncle Gu said... for you to take care of me, but! You can't cross the line!"

She let out a small alcohol-laced hiccup, poking her finger against Gu Ran's chest, over and over.

"Especially... before marriage, you can't do that... that..."

Gu Ran was amused by her serious drunken state, grabbed that randomly poking finger, and spoke in a teasing tone.

"What is that? Dr. Ye, you have to speak clearly, where is your medical rigor?"

"It's... it's..."

Ye Zhenzhen frowned in deep thought, but couldn't squeeze out that hot word even after a long while.

Just then, a loud shout suddenly came from the side.

"Gu Ran! You pig trotter! Let go!"

Pei Susu was drunk, but her "protective" instinct was still there.

She groggily saw Ye Zhenzhen being "held hostage" by Gu Ran.

Bursting with a sense of justice, she lunged toward the two of them with bared fangs and brandished claws.

"Let go of my Zhenzhen! Let me at him!"

Gu Ran didn't even bat an eyelid, just turned his body slightly.

"Lao Ye, stop her."

Without Gu Ran needing to say it, Ye Jinliang, who had been in a state of high alert, had already moved.

He was afraid his goddess would fall, and also afraid she would hurt Gu Ran (fake).

He dashed forward and reached out from the side to block her.

"Sister Susu, calm down! That's Brother Gu!"

"He's exactly the one I'm gonna scratch!"

Inertia is something that never listens to reason.

Pei Susu charged too fiercely, and when blocked by Ye Jinliang, she spun half a circle on the spot, and then...

With a "thud," she crashed solidly into Ye Jinliang's arms.

This collision exhausted Pei Susu's last bit of battery.

She groaned, rested her head against Ye Jinliang's broad chest, and stopped moving.

The world went quiet.

Ye Jinliang's entire body stiffened, his hands suspended in mid-air, like a terracotta warrior whose acupoints had been struck.

The body in his arms was warm and soft, carrying a faint scent of fruit wine.

Transmitted through the thin fabric, it burned so hot that his brain crashed.

"Su... Sister Susu?"

Ye Jinliang called out stutteringly, his voice trembling like a sifter.

The person in his arms had no reaction, only the sound of even, long breathing could be heard.

Fell asleep in a second?

Ye Jinliang looked at Gu Ran for help, his eyes as miserable as if he were about to be sent to the execution ground.

"Brother... Brother Gu, what... what do we do about this?"

Gu Ran was too busy to look after himself at the moment.

Ye Zhenzhen in his arms was wriggling restlessly, still muttering something about "Uncle Gu's family rules."

He sighed, too lazy to bother with that pure little virgin.

Bending down, he slid his arm under Ye Zhenzhen's knees and scooped her up in a princess carry.

"What else can we do? Carry her back."

Gu Ran dropped this sentence, and carrying Ye Zhenzhen, he strode toward the waiting taxi by the side of the road.

Ye Jinliang looked at Gu Ran's dashing back, then looked at the soundly sleeping Pei Susu in his arms, and gritted his teeth.

Go for it!

He clumsily imitated Gu Ran's actions, carefully reaching his arms under Pei Susu's knees.

Lift!

A girl weighing less than a hundred pounds was not heavy for the sturdily built Ye Jinliang.

But the problem was... she was too soft.

So soft that he didn't dare use any force, afraid that a slight exertion would crush her.

And so, a bizarre scene appeared on the bar street of Houhai.

In front, a handsome guy carried a beauty, walking with ease and grace.

Behind, a chubby guy followed, carrying another beauty, walking with the steps of a robot that had just been returned to the factory for repairs.

Moving the same arm and leg together, joints stiff.

...

Two taxis drove into the night, one after the other.

In Gu Ran's car, the atmosphere was romantic with a hint of "danger."

Ye Zhenzhen was extremely restless in the back seat.

The alcohol raised her body temperature, and the car was stuffy.

The young girl irritably tugged at her collar, wrapping herself around Gu Ran like an octopus.

"Hot..."

She mumbled, rubbing her head against the crook of Gu Ran's neck, like a small beast looking for water.

Gu Ran felt his temper flaring from her rubbing; his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and he reached out to hold down her moving head.

"Don't move around, we're almost there."

"Driver, please turn up the AC."

The driver in front glanced through the rearview mirror, showed an understanding smile, and silently lowered the temperature.

Just then, the red light ahead suddenly changed.

The driver slammed on the brakes.

Due to inertia, Ye Zhenzhen lunged forward abruptly.

Gu Ran quickly protected her head, but her face inevitably buried into the side of Gu Ran's neck.

Perhaps she bumped her nose, or perhaps it was some sort of instinctual reaction after getting drunk.

Ye Zhenzhen frowned, opened her mouth—

Aowu!

She took a bite out of Gu Ran's neck.

"Hiss—"

Gu Ran gasped, his muscles instantly tensing up.

Does this girl belong to the dog zodiac?

Biting so hard!

Before the pain dissipated, it was followed by a wet and warm sensation.

Ye Zhenzhen seemed to think the taste was good; after releasing her teeth, she actually stuck out the tip of her tongue and gently licked that bite mark.

"!!!"

Gu Ran felt the string in his brain called "reason" almost snap.

His carotid artery throbbed, blood rushing upwards.

He suddenly cupped Ye Zhenzhen's face and tore her away from his neck.

"Ye Zhenzhen! Are you trying to murder your husband?"

Gu Ran gritted his teeth, his voice extremely hoarse.

The culprit was currently looking at him with a pair of large, wet eyes.

A trace of crystal clear saliva still hung from the corner of her mouth.

She looked at the fresh bite mark on Gu Ran's neck.

Seeming very satisfied with her masterpiece, she revealed two pointy little canine teeth and giggled foolishly.

"Gu Ran... you smell so good..."

After saying that, her head tilted, and she fell asleep in his arms in a second.

Gu Ran: "..."

He touched the bite mark on his neck, then looked at the young girl sleeping soundly in his arms, and laughed out of extreme anger.

Fine.

I'll keep a record of this debt for now.

We'll settle it slowly when we get back to the room later.

...

In the other car, it was a completely different picture.

Ye Jinliang still maintained that stiff holding posture, letting Pei Susu lean against his shoulder.

His arm had been pressed completely numb, losing all sensation.

But he didn't even dare to move a muscle.

The inside of the car was frighteningly quiet, with only Pei Susu's steady breathing, and...

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Ye Jinliang felt like his heart was about to leap out of his chest.

The thumping was so loud that even the driver up front kept glancing back at him.

His eyes were filled with confusion.

Did this young man have some kind of heart condition?

Ye Jinliang's face was flushed red, his forehead covered in sweat.

He looked down at Pei Susu in his arms.

Asleep, she had lost her usual fierce, claws-out feistiness and looked exceptionally docile.

Her long eyelashes were like two little fans, casting shadows over her eyelids.

So beautiful.

Ye Jinliang let out a goofy smile, then quickly composed his expression, terrified the driver would notice his lovesick behavior.

Couldn't this drive be just a little bit longer?

He prayed silently in his heart.

...

Twenty minutes later, the two cars parked downstairs at the Park Hyatt Hotel.

The four of them regrouped.

Gu Ran sported a prominent bite mark on his neck, his face dark with exasperation.

Ye Jinliang's arms were stiff, his face completely red.

The two girls, however, were sleeping soundly.

"Brother... Brother Gu."

Ye Jinliang looked at Pei Susu in his arms, then at Gu Ran, completely at a loss.

"What do we do now? Take them back to their rooms?"

Gu Ran glanced down at the biting cat in his arms, his eyes dark and profound.

Take them back to their rooms?

That was a given.

But it wouldn't be as simple as just sleeping.

That bite just now had completely ignited his fire.

"Everyone goes back to their own rooms."

Gu Ran swiped his card and pressed the elevator button, his tone flat.

"To do what adults should do."

Hearing this, Ye Jinliang's eyes nearly popped out of his head.

What... what adults should do?

Was he being that direct?

Was it going to be that wild?

He looked down at Pei Susu in his arms, and some indescribable scenes instantly flashed through his mind. His face turned so red it looked like it could bleed.

"That... that's not a good idea, right? Sister Susu she... she's drunk..."

Ye Jinliang stammered, feeling like his brain was about to fry.

Gu Ran gave him a strange look.

"What are you thinking? I meant giving them water and tucking them in."

"What else did you want to do?"

The elevator doors opened with a ding.

Gu Ran strode out carrying Ye Zhenzhen, leaving Ye Jinliang with a meaningful view of his back.

"Dirty mind."

Ye Jinliang: "..."

Who exactly was the one with the dirty mind here?!

Then what was up with that bite mark on your neck?!

...

Swipe the card, enter the room.

As soon as the door to the presidential suite closed, Gu Ran didn't carry Ye Zhenzhen into the bedroom.

Instead, he headed straight for the open kitchen.

The marble kitchen island was cold and hard.

Gu Ran placed Ye Zhenzhen on the counter.

The chill against her back made Ye Zhenzhen shrink away, and she groggily opened her eyes.

"Mmm... cold..."

She mumbled in dissatisfaction, subconsciously seeking a heat source.

The young woman wrapped her arms around Gu Ran's neck, and her legs naturally curled around his waist.

This movement instantly closed the distance between them to less than zero.

Gu Ran planted his hands on the marble counter on either side of her, trapping her in his embrace.

He looked down at her from above.

His eyes were as dangerous as a wolf staring at its prey.

"Cold?"

Gu Ran chuckled softly, rubbing the pad of his thumb against her swollen lips.

"You were pretty arrogant just now when you bit me, weren't you?"

Ye Zhenzhen's eyes were hazy; she still didn't seem to grasp the situation.

She looked at the handsome face magnified before her and smiled foolishly.

Then she leaned in and planted a kiss on his chin.

"Gu Ran... handsome."

She was practically playing with fire.

The darkness in Gu Ran's eyes instantly thickened, impossible to dispel.

"Handsome?"

He lowered his head, pressing his nose against hers, his voice deep and husky.

"Then I'll let you look your fill."

As his words fell, he stopped holding back and kissed her fiercely.

This kiss was unlike his previous gentle probes.

It carried punishment, possessiveness, and a long-repressed desire.

"Mmph..."

Ye Zhenzhen was kissed breathless. She instinctively opened her mouth to breathe, only to give him the opportunity to lay siege and conquer.

In the kitchen, the temperature rose.

The ambiguous, wet sounds of their kiss were exceptionally clear in the quiet space.

Right at that moment, the main door to the suite was pushed open again.

Ye Jinliang walked in carrying Pei Susu.

He had originally wanted to ask Gu Ran if he had any hangover medicine.

But as soon as he entered, he witnessed the scene in the kitchen.

Under the dim lighting.

The girl was sitting on the marble counter, her legs wrapped tightly around the boy's waist.

The boy had his back to the door, his head lowered as they kissed passionately, inseparable.

The visual impact was simply too strong.

Ye Jinliang's foot slipped, and he nearly threw Pei Susu out of his arms.

Holy crap!

Brother Gu didn't lie to me!

This really was...

What adults should do!

And in the kitchen, no less!

So wild!

Ye Jinliang's face flushed completely red, and without another word.

He turned around and bolted, still holding Pei Susu.

"Amitabha! Amitabha!"

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