"This silly girl..." Gu Ji couldn’t help but grin as he looked at the untouched meal.

Maybe the sound of the door closing was a bit loud, as Chen Zhiyu groggily opened her eyes and saw him walking in, "You’re back, huh? How much did you drink?"

"Not much. The food at the restaurant wasn’t to my taste. The dishes you and mom make are still the best. My mouth waters the minute I step in."

"Hehehe, that’s the most sensible thing you’ve said all day!"

Hearing Gu Ji’s flattery, Chen Zhiyu blushed a little, her tired expression disappearing and full of vitality, "Then have some more. I made your favorite sweet and sour pork!"

"Did you eat dinner?"

"Not yet."

"Oh my, with such mouth-watering dishes, how did you hold back from eating?"

"Alright, alright, any more praise will just sound fake!"

Chen Zhiyu hurriedly interrupted Gu Ji’s exaggerated performance. Just as she sat down and saw him pick up a glass of red wine, she stopped him: "Hey, this glass has been out too long. It’s probably turned sour. Let me get you a fresh one."

"It’s all the same to me."

Gu Ji wasn’t too particular about wine. Due to professional reasons, he rarely had chances to drink, treating it more as a mood-setter, "Thank you, Miss Chen Zhiyu, for gracing my humble abode with your presence and hospitality!"

Chen Zhiyu gave him a glare, picked up a wine glass, and instinctively touched the stitches on her neck, "I should be thanking you. In Japan, if it weren’t for you risking your life to save me, I might have been..."

"What, are you planning to promise yourself to me in gratitude?"

"Get lost, you jerk!"

Seeing Gu Ji’s cheeky demeanor, Chen Zhiyu felt a little irritated, wanting to bite that smug face of his.

The two had a few drinks down.

Eating while chatting.

Got to say, Chen Zhiyu truly inherited her mom Dong Ying’s culinary skills, no doubt about it. Even though Gu Ji had eaten plenty at Zhang Wenjun’s celebration banquet, he couldn’t resist having more of the traditional sweet and sour pork.

Thinking of mom, he mentioned to Chen Zhiyu about his upcoming training relocation to Jinbang.

Since he couldn’t come home for the holidays, he hoped Chen Zhiyu could keep his mom company when she had the time.

"Don’t worry, she’s practically my godmother." Chen Zhiyu said, pouting as she picked up a piece of Kung Pao chicken, "After this training, you’ll probably get reassigned, right?"

"Oh? Why do you say that?"

National Security and the Police are separate systems. Even though rumors of his transfer to the Dragon Tiger Assault Team had spread in his workplace, Chen Zhiyu shouldn’t know about it yet.

"After the operation in Japan, Mr. Shi spoke highly of you in his report. Plus, ever since you graduated college, your skills, knowledge, and experience have grown rapidly. Captain Li Ruilin of the SWAT team wouldn’t let someone of your caliber stay in a place like the patrol police."

Chen Zhiyu’s long eyes sparkled confidently like a clear spring.

"Indeed, worthy of a National Security comrade, analyzing everything thoroughly."

"You’re not bad either. In college, I used to leave you in the dust. Now you’ve transformed to the point where even I can’t catch up with your shooting and skills."

"I don’t like that comment. When did you ever leave me in the dust during college?"

"Oh? Now that you’ve grown wings, you’re getting defiant?" Chen Zhiyu placed her wine glass on the table, her lips curling up slightly as her pale fingers lightly swirled the wine, tauntingly.

Honestly, this girl is really beautiful, especially after drinking, with a slight blush on her face and lips glistening, making him feel like something hit him.

"What are you looking at, chickening out?"

"Gu Ji never chickens out!"

The two kept challenging each other, pouring down several more glasses.

The two bottles of red wine Chen Zhiyu brought quickly ran out, so they ordered a case of beer from the convenience store downstairs, but that also ended up empty, and the store was closed.

Without alcohol to compete over, this girl remembered the game from their college moving day, pushing each other’s hands to test core strength.

Maybe they drank quite a bit.

Their stances and footwork were wobbly, and accidentally, they tumbled onto the bed.

In a daze, Gu Ji felt something soft and full atop him, making it hard to breathe.

Just as he was about to lift his head.

He heard Chen Zhiyu mumbling, "Now you’ve become amazing, forgetting our police combat spar during college when I pinned you down? I don’t believe it, damn Gu Ji!"

Saying that, she tried to straddle him.

But because she rushed over after work without changing out of her corporate attire, her woolen skirt restricted her, keeping her legs from spreading.

In the chaos, Chen Zhiyu frantically tugged at her clothes.

With a swish, she suddenly felt a bit cooler but couldn’t care about that. The most important thing was that she could now move her legs.

So she fiercely maneuvered Gu Ji between her legs, wrapped one leg around his neck, thrust the other under his arm, and clamped down in a triangle lock, a move from police combat submission techniques!

Gu Ji’s head was caught in her grip, letting out a muffled groan, nearly vomiting out the alcohol and food in his stomach.

Acting on muscle memory, he held his breath, grabbing her hips, which were surprisingly smooth, warm, and quite pleasant. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Couldn’t bother with much else.

Gu Ji instinctively arched his back, surprisingly getting to his knees on the bed, lifting Chen Zhiyu into the air, then tightly engaging his core and smashing down, boom!