Chapter 20: The Insomniac CEO’s Canary Goes Wild (20)

Chapter 20: The Insomniac CEO's Canary Goes Wild (20)

Song Chuyi didn't quite catch what Gu Bing said. He picked up the bathrobe beside him and quickly put it on, then looked up and asked, "Brother Gu, what did you say?"

Gu Bing didn't look at Song Chuyi; he only swallowed hard. "Nothing."

"You can go to bed after you're done washing up."

Song Chuyi obediently responded and walked out of the bathroom.

As he passed by Gu Bing, he tilted his head and glanced at him.

"Brother Gu, why is your face so red?"

Gu Bing: ...

He cleared his throat. "Go to bed if you're drunk."

He quickly walked towards the bathroom, and as soon as Song Chuyi left, he slammed the door shut.

Hearing the sound, Song Chuyi turned back to glance at the closed bathroom door and lazily yawned.

He dried his hair, changed into his pajamas, and threw himself onto the bed, letting his mind go blank.

His previously clear mind started to feel fuzzy again once he relaxed.

Staring at the ceiling, his thoughts drifted away.

The sound of the bathroom door opening pulled him back to reality, and he slightly turned his head towards the bathroom entrance.

Gu Bing had only a towel wrapped around his waist, with water still dripping from his hair. Some drops fell onto his collarbone, sliding down the crease and over his well-defined abs, disappearing beneath the towel.

It was both restrained and sexy, enticing.

Song Chuyi secretly swallowed, admiring the chest and abs... How nice!

When would he be able to build such a chest and abs?

Perhaps sensing his thoughts, Gu Bing lifted his gaze and said indifferently, "Don't even think about it. You'll never achieve that."

Song Chuyi immediately sat up and retorted, "I don't believe it! I'll start working out tomorrow!"

Gu Bing's lips curved slightly. "You don't have much muscle on you. How will you manage it?"

"I'll just eat more meat!" Song Chuyi huffed lightly. "And make you go broke!"

"Eating won't make me go broke." Gu Bing casually wiped his hair. His wet hair quickly dried.

He draped the towel aside, rubbed his neck, and with one long stride, approached Song Chuyi.

Song Chuyi crossed his arms in front of his chest. "What are you doing?"

"Going to bed." Gu Bing lifted the blanket, looking at Song Chuyi with a half-smile. "Didn't you want me to sleep?"

"Right." Song Chuyi glanced at the time; it was already one in the morning. He covered himself with the blanket and patted Gu Bing's chest. "Brother Gu, go to sleep!"

"Good sleep leads to a good mood." A good mood prevents the destruction of the world.

His eyes sparkled as he looked at Gu Bing, and those beautiful pupils reflected only Gu Bing's image.

Under the dim light, Gu Bing heard his own heart flutter.

His lips moved, seemingly wanting to say something, but in the end, he only uttered a low sound.

"Mm."

He closed his eyes, listening to Song Chuyi's breathing, his mind filled with Song Chuyi's image.

In this moment, he felt an unprecedented calm.

Drowsiness washed over him, and his body no longer resisted the overwhelming tiredness, allowing it to envelop him.

He reached out and pulled Song Chuyi into his arms, his voice deep and sexy.

"A'Chu, good night."

Surprised by the sound of Gu Bing's heartbeat, Song Chuyi smiled faintly.

"Good night, Brother Gu."

Gu Bing fell asleep, faster than before.

Perhaps it wouldn't be long before Gu Bing could return to a normal sleep schedule.

Then, when his mission is complete, he should be able to leave, right?

He asked Xiaotong in his mind, and Xiaotong enthusiastically replied, "Once the mission is complete, we can leave. However, Host, you can also choose to live in this world until old age."

Song Chuyi's eyes lit up. "Really? Your system is quite humane."

He had been with Gu Bing all this time and hadn't explored the world properly yet.

After completing the mission, he could travel the world before leaving this small world.

Song Chuyi planned in his mind, since he couldn't sleep anyway, he asked Xiaotong to project the world map into his mind.

He then planned his travel itinerary, including where to start, how many days to spend in each place, and which spots to visit.

As he planned, the sky outside gradually brightened.

Gu Bing's eyelashes trembled as he woke from his sleep.

Song Chuyi pretended to close his eyes, waiting for Gu Bing to wake him up.

But after Gu Bing woke up, he didn't call out to him; instead, he stared at him?

Song Chuyi felt a huge wave of confusion. What was Gu Bing doing, staring at him when he woke up in the morning?

Seeing that Gu Bing had no intention of waking him, he cautiously opened his eyes and met Gu Bing's gaze head-on.

"Brother Gu, you're awake?"

"Mm." A faint smile played on Gu Bing's lips. "When did you wake up?"

"Just... just now," Song Chuyi said softly.

Gu Bing didn't expose him; he merely raised his hand to ruffle Song Chuyi's hair, leaving it in a mess before getting up.

"Since you're awake, get up. I have a new product launch today, so I'll be quite busy."

Song Chuyi acknowledged with a sound, but he wasn't particularly impressed by this statement.

Which day wasn't busy for Gu Bing? He was always busy every day.

He found it strange that despite being so busy, Gu Bing still suffered from insomnia. If anyone else were this busy, they would collapse into bed and sleep soundly once they got home.

Was this the difference between a villain and an ordinary person?

Song Chuyi silently grumbled in his heart as he followed Gu Bing's pace to get up, eat, and work.

For several days, Gu Bing's sleep quality was relatively good, managing about five hours of sleep each night, which was much better than before.

Song Chuyi silently calculated that at this rate, he could complete his task in about a month.

However, right at this moment, Gu Bing started suffering from insomnia again.

He sat in the study all night long. When Song Chuyi found him, his eye sockets were tinged with a pale blue, and his eyes were bloodshot, making him look extremely irritable.

"Brother Gu?" Song Chuyi called out, approaching him.

Gu Bing slowly lifted his head, his gaze following Song Chuyi as he came closer.

"It's time to go to the company."

His voice was hoarse, as if it had been rubbed raw by sand.

Song Chuyi pressed his shoulders. "Brother Gu, let's not go to the company yet."

"There's a shareholders' meeting today," Gu Bing grabbed Song Chuyi's wrist and slowly stood up. "We're going to be late."

Gu Bing's hands were very cold, so cold that when he grabbed Song Chuyi's wrist, it made him shiver slightly.

Without giving him a chance to speak, Gu Bing pulled him into the car.

In the car, Song Chuyi used his other hand to hold Gu Bing's large hand, gently rubbing it.

"Brother Gu, your hands are very cold. Let me warm them up for you."

Gu Bing's gaze fell on him, his eyes deep and unreadable, lost in thought.