Throw Yourself at Me

Haiyi Apartment lived up to its reputation as a high-end residential complex. Someone in this building had bought the gaming chair that Chen Shuo had always wanted.

When the deliveryman was carrying the packaged chair into the elevator, Chen Shuo lent a hand to help.

After the elevator doors closed, Chen Shuo was about to press the button for his floor.

The deliveryman, now with both hands free, also reached out to press the floor number.

Seeing that Chen Shuo had pressed the same floor he was going to, the deliveryman retracted his hand.

Chen Shuo was looking at his phone and didn't notice the deliveryman's movement.

With a "ding dong", the elevator arrived.

Chen Shuo walked out of the elevator, not expecting that several deliverymen carrying the packaged gaming chair box would follow him from behind.

Chen Shuo: "Sir, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Shuo saw Su Xiyan waving at the deliverymen from her doorway:

"Please just leave it in the foyer, we can move it inside ourselves."

The deliveryman was puzzled: "Our company policy is to deliver to the door and assemble for the customer."

Su Xiyan very politely handed drinks to the two deliverymen: "Thank you for your hard work, you can leave it here."

Then, looking at Chen Shuo next to her, Su Xiyan said: "Don't worry, my little brother is very strong, he can move it inside."

Chen Shuo: "....Little brother???"

Only after hearing this did the deliverymen feel assured to put down the large boxes in the foyer and take their leave.

Su Xiyan was wearing house clothes, with a fringed vintage shawl draped over her shoulders to cover her flawless arms.

"Little brother, please move them inside," Su Xiyan playfully ordered.

Chen Shuo: "They are too heavy, I can't move them."

"Su Xiyan, are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for me? Why didn't you ask the deliverymen to move them inside when they were here?"

Su Xiyan raised her willowy eyebrows: "I don't like strangers coming into my home."

Having said that, she elegantly walked away.

Chen Shuo looked at the gaming chair pictured on the box: "You're a girl, what do you need a gaming chair for? Don't tell me you really want to learn to play battle royale games with me?"

From inside the room came Su Xiyan's lazy voice: "It's for you."

For me??

Chen Shuo, who had just portrayed weakness, immediately turned into a mighty strongman upon hearing this. He lifted, shoved, and hauled until he finally moved the huge box inside.

Su Xiyan took out a tool kit from the cabinet.

She drew an art knife from it and handed it to Chen Shuo.

With a "swish", the box was opened.

The gaming chair Chen Shuo had dreamed of, disassembled into several parts, lay inside the box.

Su Xiyan asked: "Do you know how to assemble it?"

Chen Shuo rolled up his sleeves: "You underestimate me?"

"Pass me the wrench and screwdriver."

Before Chen Shuo had even finished speaking, Su Xiyan had already handed him the wrench and screwdriver.

After assembling the chair's main body, Chen Shuo flipped it over to install the wheels underneath.

Su Xiyan didn't lend a hand, but helped look through the instruction manual. When Chen Shuo was unsure of the steps, Su Xiyan would read the manual and explain to him step-by-step.

With Su Xiyan's descriptions, Chen Shuo assembled the gaming chair very swiftly.

Installing the wheels required many different tools. Without Chen Shuo saying a word, just by observing his actions, Su Xiyan could deduce what tool he needed next. She would take it out of the toolkit and pass it to Chen Shuo.

The whole assembly process went very smoothly.

The two cooperated seamlessly.

Just a look or subtle movement was all Su Xiyan needed to accurately determine Chen Shuo's next move, and provide assistance.

Chen Shuo felt that Su Xiyan was much better than those overly sentimental and delicate girls.

That is, when she's not being fierce.

In around half an hour, the gaming chair was fully assembled.

"Try sitting on it," Su Xiyan motioned to Chen Shuo.

Just as Chen Shuo was about to sit down, he halted his movement and looked warily at Su Xiyan, asking: "You don't have any more sinister plots, do you?"

Su Xiyan calmly uttered two words: "No plots."

Chen Shuo: "I don't believe you. Why would you be so kind? Giving me a gaming chair for no reason?"

Su Xiyan crossed her arms in front of her chest: "I never like owing favors to others."

"This is compensation for you being my training partner at the kendo club competition."

So this gaming chair was in exchange for being her training partner at the kendo club? That made sense.

Chen Shuo finally felt reassured and sat in the gaming chair.

The gaming chair's upright backrest focused one's mind without trying. The soft lumbar and neck pillows were very comfortable even when sitting for a long time.

The smooth wheels glided silently on the floor, even more smooth than the chocolate in TV commercials.

Seeing Chen Shuo's childlike happiness, Su Xiyan felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction deep inside.

It was as if as long as Chen Shuo was happy, her own heart would feel at ease.

Why did she have this marvelous feeling?

Just as Su Xiyan was lost in thought, Chen Shuo slid the gaming chair into the unpacked boxes still left on the floor, changing the chair's direction and colliding towards Su Xiyan.

Chen Shuo assumed that with Su Xiyan's quick reflexes and judgement, she would easily be able to avoid it.

He didn't expect that Su Xiyan was preoccupied with her thoughts and didn't even think to dodge.

Bang!

Chen Shuo accurately rammed into Su Xiyan's knee.

Caught off guard, Su Xiyan lost her balance and stumbled towards Chen Shuo.

Chen Shuo only felt a sweet fragrance fill his nose, as a soft body fell into his embrace.

Looking up, he met Su Xiyan's eyes, dark as black gemstones.

Their current posture was a little awkward.

Su Xiyan had lost her balance but still wanted to sit up straight away. So she ended up straddling Chen Shuo's lap with her long legs apart.

Although it was just a moment, their contact had become very intimate.

Chen Shuo broke the awkwardness: "Giving a gaming chair is one thing, but to throw yourself into my arms means what exactly?"

Su Xiyan stood up and tidied her slightly disheveled hair, pretending to be calm: "Chen Shuo, you'd better know your place."

"I would never throw myself at you!"

Having said that, Su Xiyan turned to leave. Her eyes glanced at the leftover packaging from assembling the chair and she instructed Chen Shuo:

"Clean up the room properly, I don't allow garbage in my home."

Chen Shuo retorted: "Then treat me as garbage and throw me out!"

Su Xiyan sneered coldly: "You are hazardous waste, no one will take you outside."

Chen Shuo: "......"

Back in her room, Su Xiyan immediately slapped her cheeks, a red flush had already spread over her fair complexion.

Recalling how she had accidentally straddled Chen Shuo's lap just now,

Su Xiyan's little face had actually turned red?

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