hands gently rubbed Zhen Lang’s back skin, but later she didn’t know why her hands gripped his back skin.
Suddenly Gu Jing’s bedroom door flung open.
‘Little girl, why aren’t you washing the dishes?’ Mrs Gu nagged.
In the emergency situation Gu Jing carelessly used her full strength to kick Zhen Lang off the bed. Then she saw her mum stepped into her room like an extinguisher that was about to put out a fire.
Mrs Gu saw her daughter looked breathless on the bed. ‘What’s wrong? Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?’
‘No!’ Gu Jing said.
Gu Jing secretly glanced at Zhen Lang on the floor then she looked at her mum and her heart pounded wildly.
‘No?’ Mrs Gu asked.
Gu Jing saw her mum took another two steps closer to the bed. She held in her breath and her whole body shivered. She feared her mum would see Zhen Lang on the floor on the side of the bed furthest from her bedroom door if her mum stepped any closer to the bed.
Zhen Lang laid on the floor. One of his hands rubbed his sore back and his other hand covered his mouth to refrain his laughter after he saw his wife’s body tensed. Then his wife secretly glanced at him, he blew her a kiss and he licked his lips.
‘What are you looking at?’ Mrs Gu asked.
Gu Jing didn’t dare to breathe and she spoke in a choked voice. ‘Nothing…’
Mrs Gu put up a fist. ‘Why aren’t you washing dishes? How long do you want to procrastinate?’
Gu Jing sat up on the bed and she jumped over Zhen Lang’s body. She rushed to her mum. ‘I’ll go wash the dishes now-’
‘Wait,’ Mrs Gu said. She pointed at her daughter’s bare feet. ‘Where are your slippers?’
Gu Jing looked frantically around her bedroom but she didn’t see her slippers… she secretly glanced at Zhen Lang and she saw him lift his back and he pointed at her slippers under his back.
Gu Jing didn’t know how to grab her slippers without her mum seeing Zhen Lang in her bedroom.
‘Are you ready? The cards are dealt!’ Mr Gu said loudly from the living room.
‘I’m coming!’ Mrs Gu said. She glared at her daughter. ‘Go upstairs and bring uncle’s Lang’s favourite tea to the living room.’
‘Yes mum!’ Gu Jing said.
Gu Jing watched her mum walk out of her room and she exhaled gently.
Mrs Gu remembered something and she turned around to face her daughter. ‘Where’s Lang Lang?’
Gu Jing’s index finger pointed at the ceiling and she smiled sweetly. ‘Perhaps he’s upstairs.’
‘Um,’ Mrs Gu said and she walked to the living room.
Gu Jing’s body felt weak. She sat on the bed and her back felt cold.
‘I can’t stay here anymore, it’s too dangerous,’ Gu Jing mumbled softly to herself.
Gu Jing berated herself for almost exposing her secret marriage with Zhen Lang at dinner and her mum almost caught her in bed with Zhen Lang. If she stayed for another two days then her secret marriage with Zhen Lang would be out in the open. Even though it was dangerous to live with Zhen Lang in the city, she felt it was better than facing her parents and Zhen Lang’s parents.
Zhen Lang got off the floor and his sore back pressed against the bed. ‘Next time you kick me that hard again, I’m scared you’ll become an old widow.’
‘Did I kick you? Do you want me to massage your body?’ Gu Jing asked carelessly in her state of panic.