Chapter 117: Never Being Remembered Is The Cruelest Thing (7)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Qin Zhi’ai fixed her eyes on Gu Yusheng after she saw him through the rear mirror.

She hadn’t seen him in three days. He looked like he had gotten a haircut. His hair was shorter and showed more of his forehead. The new haircut showcased his handsome face; he looked more fresh and sharp.

He looked a lot less aggressive with his eyes closed, seeming more soft and nice. He looked as handsome as a prince in the fairytale with such a luxurious but simple suit.

Qin Zhi’ai indulged herself in watching him until Gu Yusheng slightly frowned. She didn’t s.h.i.+ft her eyes away until she saw his eyelashes move, indicating he was about to wake up. She started to look at the view outside the car. Objects blurred past through the window.

Gu Yusheng wanted to close his eyes and rest. He hadn’t expected himself to fall asleep. After he woke up, he was surprised to see Qin Zhi’ai sitting next to him. He was shocked for a second and nodded. He seemed to know what had happened. He turned around to look at the view outside of the window. He slightly moved his body into a sitting position.

Qin Zhi’ai felt Gu Yusheng move and knew he woke up. She sat like a statue without moving at all after realizing he woke up.

Gu Yusheng took out his cellphone and played with it for a while. He looked tired and rubbed between his eyebrows. As he rubbed his face, he saw something out of the corner of his eye. He paused in his rubbing for a second and slowly turned his head to fix his eyes on Qin Zhi’ai’s b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

She wore a light pink evening gown, the front tied by a string. He could almost see her b.r.e.a.s.t.s through the gaps between the strings.

Gu Yusheng stared at her b.r.e.a.s.t.s for a quite while and frowned. He started to feel angry somehow.

What kind of evening gown was she was wearing? It was no better than wearing nothing.

Gu Yusheng moved his lips and unconsciously wanted to scold her. However, he swallowed the words down when they were just on the tips of his tongue.

He must have too much free time. Why should he care about what she wore? Even if she were naked, it didn’t have much to do with him. When she shot for TV shows, she had worn bikinis. When Lu Bancheng told him about it, he didn’t care or comment on it. It wasn’t like this time.

Thinking of this, Gu Yusheng forced himself to move his eyes away from her b.r.e.a.s.t.s to outside of the window.

He watched the skysc.r.a.pers moving past outside of the window for a short time. He couldn’t help but glance at her b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

Once, twice, three times… ten times…

Gu Yusheng felt annoyed. He searched for the pack of cigarettes in his pants and started to smoke. He continued to look at Qin Zhi’ai’s b.r.e.a.s.t.s through the smoke.

Gu Yusheng started to move his b.u.t.t as he watched her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. He kept moving the cigarette between his fingers as well.

The more he moved, the more annoyed he felt. The way he looked at Qin Zhi’ai’s b.r.e.a.s.t.s made him feel like he was about to tear her dress into pieces.