The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man-Chapter 256 - 255: Teasing

Gu Jiaojiao pushed the door open, entered the room, and immediately turned to shut it, blocking the cold wind from blowing in.

Once she had warmed up a bit, she took off her heavy, cotton-padded coat and walked over to Leng Yuan.

Leng Yuan was sitting at the desk, reading a book.

Gu Jiaojiao came up and wrapped her arms around his neck from behind.

"What are you reading?"

Her gaze fell on the book in his hands.

...It was a rather complex book on philosophy.

Gu Jiaojiao: ...

’When it comes to doing things I enjoy, I can sit patiently for days on end. But I just can’t stand these deep, philosophical, and dry books.’

She made a bored face, let go of him, and was about to walk away.

But Leng Yuan grabbed her arm and, with a gentle pull, settled her onto his lap.

"Let’s read together."

Gu Jiaojiao: ...

"I can sleep perfectly fine without using this as a sleeping aid, you know?"

The moment she saw the obscure and difficult text, she felt drowsy.

Leng Yuan found her look of utter despair rather amusing.

A classic case of a top student not understanding the struggles of a slacker.

Gu Jiaojiao rolled her eyes, but she didn’t make a fuss or disturb Leng Yuan’s reading.

She simply refused to spare the book another glance.

Bored with nothing to do, Gu Jiaojiao couldn’t help but start observing the man before her.

His jawline was smooth and strong, with a defined quality.

His eyes were more beautiful than anyone else’s Gu Jiaojiao had ever seen. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

His features were sharp and well-defined, far more handsome than those pretty-boy celebrities from her past life.

Coupled with that cool yet captivating scholarly air about him, Gu Jiaojiao was absolutely smitten.

It was different from Yun Hao’s scholarly air. Yun Hao was a city person, and the way he spoke gave off the impression of a good upbringing, the kind you could tell had been educated.

Leng Yuan’s scholarly air, however, was a quality built from an immense volume of reading. He approached any subject with an unhurried, confident, and steady demeanor.

Whenever she saw him radiating that powerful, self-assured glow, Gu Jiaojiao couldn’t help but turn into a little fangirl.

Just like right now.

Watching his face as he read so intently, her mind started filling with some trashy thoughts.

Gu Jiaojiao blushed for a moment, then couldn’t help but silently thank her cousin.

’My cousin is really something.’

’The best cousin in all of Huaxia.’

After a wave of silent gratitude, Gu Jiaojiao started to feel restless.

Looking at her and Leng Yuan’s position, Gu Jiaojiao blinked her big eyes.

Before she transmigrated into the book, she often attended parties.

Some sugar daddies would have their mistresses—number three, four, five, and six—sitting on their laps.

She used to find those scenes absolutely unbearable, thinking they were sleazy and disgusting.

’Going bald and still groping young girls. Ugh!’

But if the sugar daddy were the man in front of her...

’I could totally do that!’ Gu Jiaojiao thought.

At this thought, a mischievous glint appeared in her eyes.

Mimicking the scenes she’d witnessed before, she reached out with her slender, fair hand, first caressing the man’s face, then slowly sliding it down to his Adam’s apple.

As her fingers traced over his Adam’s apple, she deliberately slowed her movement, her voice turning high-pitched and syrupy sweet.

"Sugar Daddy, you have a great beauty like me right here in front of you. Surely I’m more interesting than these books, aren’t I?"

Leng Yuan’s breath hitched, and the hand holding the book trembled. He looked at the mischievous little woman in his arms, his gaze suddenly deepening.

Gu Jiaojiao, still oblivious, thought teasing the man was great fun.

She looked down at his Adam’s apple and, unable to resist, reached out to touch it again.

The man’s eyes darkened, and he grabbed Gu Jiaojiao’s hand.

"Jiaojiao, don’t mess around."

He controlled his ragged breathing, trying his best to make his voice sound calm.

When Gu Jiaojiao saw that Leng Yuan didn’t seem to have much of a reaction, she got a little hooked on the game. She pulled her fingers free and traced a line across his chest.

"Sugar Daddy, how am I messing around?"

She remembered seeing women on TV tease men by drawing circles on their chests, so she mimicked them and began drawing circles on his chest.

Leng Yuan: ...

He took a deep breath.

He knew the little woman was just trying to be mischievous.

But through his thick sweater, the pressure from Gu Jiaojiao’s fingers wasn’t even enough to count as a tickle.

However, with the person in his arms squirming around, Leng Yuan was finding it a bit hard to take.