Deadly Trap.

Chapter 114 Extra Chapter: Next Christmas (Part Two)

Nestled in Gu Mufeng's arms, Su Li felt weak all over. Her peach-blossom eyes glistened with tears, yet she deliberately played hard to get. Slowly, she pecked at his Adam's apple, one kiss after another: "Mufeng… in the foyer… isn't that inappropriate…?"

Gu Mufeng looked down at the dazed beauty in his arms, a sinister smile playing on his lips, half-seriously: "Then, the living room?"

Su Li clenched her fist and punched him: "Shameless. Go to the bedroom!"

Gu Mufei chuckled and released his grip on their coats. Su Li was leisurely stepping into the hall when his other hand silently approached and cupped her waist and hips. With a gentle pull, Su Li let out a soft "ah," and the next second, she landed steadily on his broad, smooth shoulder, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

Protecting her, Gu Mufeng strode through the familiar living room. The master bedroom was at the end of the second-floor corridor. As he walked, he affectionately brushed against her waist, his hand moving restlessly an inch further, only to be slapped away by Su Li: "You dare!"

As the two passed the guest room, suddenly, a very low, almost muffled cry, filled with pain and helplessness, escaped through the crack in the door—

Gu Mufeng suddenly stopped in his tracks!

Su Li heard it too. The voice was off. She instantly became much more alert, a strong sense of unease and a chill running down her spine.

"Mu Fei, you go first—"

—Xiao Fan! His little sister, whom he had protected since childhood, cherished like a treasure, and treated with utmost care and affection!

Silently, the switchblade slid from the cuff into between the fingers.

"Mu Fei!" Su Li's body was still trembling. She slid out of Gu Mu Fei's shocked and stiff arms, her legs buckling, almost causing her to fall. Lowering her voice, she couldn't stop him any more urgently: "Calm down! Since you're at home, maybe... it was consensual. Let me knock first—"

She wasn't sure herself, but she knew that Gu Mufeng was on the verge of losing his composure.

The words "mutual consent" and "knocking on the door" were like two thin needles, barely piercing Gu Mufeng's thunderous rage. Su Li tightly held onto his arm holding the knife, using all her strength to pull him back.

suddenly!

"Ah—Brother—!"

A scream belonging to Gu Mufan, indescribable and piercing, suddenly pierced through the door and plunged into Gu Mufei's heart.

His pupils shrank to a single point, and he whirled around, rushing into the master bedroom. Su Li caught up in a flash, but the hidden compartment by their bedside was wide open, and Gu Mufeng drew a black Tang sword!

"Clang—!" The scabbard was thrown behind his head, the blade flashing coldly as he strode forward. Black liquid churned in his pupils, transforming into a single, unwavering will: he would personally castrate this audacious lecher who had forced himself on his sister!

"Gu Mufeng!" Su Li rushed over, wanting to hug him.

The speed was as fast as a ghost! Gu Mufeng flicked his wrist, and a flash of light appeared on his blade.

"Crack!" The solid wood door of the guest room was snapped in two.

He kicked the door open.

"boom--!"

On the bed, the little mandarin ducks were terrified by the sudden loud noise!

"Xiao Fan!!!" Gu Mufeng had no eyes on anything else. He was faster than a knife, and the moment he burst through the door, he threw Su Li's shawl at his sister.

He leaped onto the bed in a few quick steps, using his body to completely separate Xiao Fan from the abuser, protecting his terrified sister behind him.

In an instant, Gu Mufeng flipped the Tang sword in his hand upwards. Looking down from his superior position, the tip of the blade, sharp enough to carry the weight of a death sentence, swiftly and precisely aimed at Qin Yue's throat, who had just rolled off the bed on the other side!

Qin Yue was forced to raise his head. "Brother!!" Gu Mufan finally snapped out of her daze. Her mind went blank, she clutched her shawl tightly, grabbed the pillow beside her, and angrily threw it at Gu Mufei.

Gu Mufeng was so eager to castrate the man before him that he never expected his sister to attack him from behind. He was stunned for a moment, but his years of training made his body react even faster. Without turning his head, he flicked his wrist, and the blade flashed like lightning—

"Hey!"

A soft, muffled thud, and the plush pillow was sliced ​​in two by a Tang sword. Down feathers fluttered everywhere, as if a clean snow had fallen indoors.

Gu Mufan stared in disbelief. Shame, shock, anger, and a sense of privacy—a chaotic mix of emotions, including the overwhelming sense of injustice and incomprehensible rage that Qin Yue would definitely break up with her—overwhelmed her. Tears streamed down her face silently and numbly. Along with her sister's tears, Gu Mufei, the knife pointed at Qin Yue's throat, trembled slightly before falling to his side in astonishment.

Only then did Qin Yue regain his senses from the extreme shock. Seeing Gu Mufan sobbing uncontrollably, he disregarded everything else. Despite the lingering fear of the blade that had nearly terrified him, he trembled and hugged Gu Mufan, saying, "Brother... my feelings for Fanfan are genuine! I didn't hurt her! We... we are..."

"what--!"

A deliberately amplified cry of pain rang out!

Having just been left behind by Gu Mufeng and unable to catch up, Su Li realized that the situation was clearly a misunderstanding. Her mind raced, and she made a decision in an instant.

Feigning panic, she suddenly lunged forward and hugged Gu Mufeng, saying, "Mufeng, calm down!" But as she got closer, she gritted her teeth and "accidentally" brushed her forearm against the sharp blade of his hanging Tang sword.

Blood immediately welled up like beads and formed a thin line. Softly, Su Li collapsed to the ground.

"Su Li!"

Gu Mufeng's heart clenched suddenly, but he quickly snapped back to reality and jumped off the bed to embrace the limp Su Li.

He saw Su Li bite her lips until they turned white, on the verge of tears. Although he understood that Su Li was trying to save the day—his sister's tears were clearly not forced—he knew that Su Li was taking advantage of his distress. But, more than anyone else, he knew the sharpness of this combat-ready Tang sword. Seeing Su Li bleeding, Gu Mufeng felt as if his heart was being torn apart.

"You still care about your brother-in-law..." Su Li leaned against him, taking small breaths of cold air, her eyes brimming with tears, "Gu Mufeng! You... 'domestic violence'! What did your brother-in-law do? Did he 'abuse' his wife? Waaaaah..."

She deliberately emphasized the words "brother-in-law" and "domestic violence" the most.

Sure enough, the unfamiliar address, "brother-in-law," pierced Gu Mufeng like a needle. His expression remained unchanged, but his eyes grew even colder.

"Ten minutes." His cold gaze swept over the terrified, disheveled young couple on the bed, his voice leaving no room for argument. "Downstairs in the living room."

After saying that, without even looking at them, Gu Mufeng threw the Tang sword onto the carpet. Without another word, he carefully picked up Su Li and strode downstairs.

Carefully, he helped Su Li land on her hips first, then settled her on the white velvet sofa in front of the fireplace. The flickering firelight in the fireplace illuminated the mere scrapes and bloodstains on her arms.

Su Li knew that Gu Mufeng was troubled at the moment, although he appeared expressionless and indifferent. Sure enough, he headed for the stairs again in the blink of an eye... Su Li knew that she had to find a way to possess him and capture his entire mind.

"Ouch. It hurts so much..." She frowned, her voice carrying just the right amount of moisture and weakness, "Mu Fei..."

Gu Mufeng immediately bent down and gently examined Su Li's wound. Even though it was only a slight abrasion, he quickly found the first-aid kit, knelt on one knee in front of her, and meticulously and skillfully disinfected and bandaged it. The moment he was distracted, his gaze glancing upstairs, Su Li immediately gasped and cried out in pain:
"My head is so dizzy..." she said in a very spoiled tone. "Do you have any chocolate?"

Gu Mufeng brought out the dark chocolate they had bought on their trip, afraid she would find it too bitter; just as he was heading to the kitchen to heat up some milk, Su Li cried out in distress, "Oh no! Gu Mufeng! It's bleeding again!"

Knowing full well that Su Li was deliberately taking up his time, Gu Mufeng was surprisingly grateful to her for keeping him so busy. Thinking Xiao Fan had been hurt, he rushed in without a second thought—

Xiao Fan, will she hate him forever?

Covering his face with one hand, Gu Mufeng forcefully smoothed his messy, frizzy hair, trying to calm himself down.

His peripheral vision inadvertently swept across the curtain wall. The Persian velvet carpet was turquoise-blue, and with his sharp eyes, he immediately noticed a small, dark red, solidified mark at his feet!

Tsk! You can probably guess what it is!
Gu Mufeng's eye twitched violently. Silently, he raised his custom-made leather shoe, the heel grinding down with almost cruel force on the bloodstain! It was as if with any more force, he would be crushing the back of some "brother-in-law"! The veins on his wrist bulged.

Watching from the side, her heart pounding with fear, Su Li quickly spoke up weakly, "Mu Fei... I'm cold. Have I lost too much blood... Hug me."

Gu Mufeng took a deep breath, obediently sat down next to Su Li, and unfolded the mink coat to cover her. He leaned back, put one arm around the back of the sofa behind Su Li, and put his foot on the footrest, trying to relax. Just as his other hand landed on his throbbing brow, there was finally movement from the stairs.

The young couple had completely tidied up. Gu Mufan's face was streaked with tears, her eyes were red and swollen, and her complexion was ashen. She had clearly had a good cry and refused to look at her brother again, no matter what.

She struggled to hold her brother's heavy Tang sword with both hands; Qin Yue carried their simple luggage alone, his face equally pale, but he still tightly protected his girlfriend, his tall body forming a reliable support behind Gu Mufan.

Gu Mufeng gritted his teeth in hatred. Su Li placed her hand half-on, half-on his chest, and looked up. Above him, Qin Yue was sunny and cheerful, with a clean and comfortable temperament, completely different from Gu Mufeng's cold and sharp oppressive aura.

However, at this moment, the young man was quite frightened.

Su Li then realized that the young couple was actually "meeting the parents." Pfft, she was considered a "parent"?