Chapter 45
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Shen Li was held in the palm of his hand when he was young, and alpha chased him. Everyone was obedient to him. How could anyone be so cruel to him.
He choked his neck, blushed, afraid and angry, and his eyes were flushed. He was spoiled and had white skin, which made him look very lovable.
Song Yi couldn't stand Omega looking at her like this. Her heart softened and her sympathy overflowed. She pulled Gu Xingchuan's T-shirt and whispered, "I want to eat steamed bass."
Gu Xingchuan looked at him from the side, narrowed his eyes, sat down, took a chopstick, put the perch into Song Yi's bowl, and said, "eat it."
Shen Li lowered his head, carefully took out a few paper napkins, wiped the tea stains on his body, eyelashes trembled, his lips together shook, and his body fluctuated with his breath.
After a while, Zhou Moquan, who was sweating, came back. His head was steaming hot and hot. He put two bottles of drinks on the table.
"Xiao Li, you want the lime juice."
Zhou Moquan took a bottle of flower and fruit tea and put it on the turntable of the dining table. He took a look at Song Yi, moved his lips and said with a frank smile, "sugar free, do I remember correctly?"
Song Yi was stunned. She swept the colorful flowers and fruits in the glass. She shook her head and pointed to the tea cup next to her. "Thank you. I don't need it. I'll just drink water."
Gu Xingchuan's line of sight turned between the two, reached out and pinched Song Yi's cheek gently, and said with an ambiguous smile: "you can really feed."
It sounds familiar, like a couple in love.
Zhou Moquan's eyes were not right.
Gu Xingchuan turned the turntable with one hand, reached out for the flower and fruit tea. Lazily, he opened the bottle cap, sipped it, and threw it casually. The bottle formed a gorgeous parabola, which was accurately thrown into the garbage can not far away.
"Hard to drink."
Zhou Moquan glanced at the flower and fruit tea in the garbage can, twisted his neck and looked at Gu Xingchuan. Gu Xingchuan's sharp jaw was like an arrogant male peacock, full of meaning.
Zhou Moquan sat next to Shen Li without saying a word. Shen Li took a straw and sucked the drink. He looked around the other three, his eyes were obscure.
Song Yi was very uncomfortable with this meal. She had no appetite and didn't eat much rice.
After dinner, Song Yi and Gu Xingchuan went to the front desk to check out the bill. The sun was setting outside, and the last glow was left in the sunset. The red desert was beautiful and vast, and the clean street was transparent and bright.
It's beautiful when the evening wind blows.
Song Yi is getting ready to get on the bus. Shen Li pushes open the glass door of the restaurant and quickly follows. Song Yi looks back and frowns.
Shen Li red eyes, pretending to be strong smile, hands in the pocket of clothes, "Song Yi, can I talk to you alone?"
"No way." Gu Xingchuan rolled down the window with a cold look, "what's to say here."
Song Yi didn't move. She took a look at Zhou Moquan not far away, and she acquiesced to this sentence.
Shen Li sniffed, bowed his head and laughed. He looked up at Song Yi and said, "I'm sorry, Song Yi."
Song Yi raised her hand to touch his hair. Hanging in the air, she stopped her movement. Instead, she adjusted his scattered shirt collar. She said softly, "nothing sorry for me, Xiao Li. Don't be so sad. I hope you are happy."
Shen Li rubbed his red eyes. "Can you forgive me for what I do?"
Song Yi felt that the problem was strange. She shook her head and said, "Xiao Li, I don't believe you will do anything that will disappoint me."
Shen Li quickly dried the tears from the corners of his eyes and opened his arms to Song Yi. "I won't let you down on me. Can you give me a friend's hug?"
Song Yi hesitated for a moment, and the harsh trumpet sounded from behind. Gu Xingchuan's face was impatient and said with a sneer, "do you want me to hold you?"
Song Yi was amused and gently patted Shen Li on the shoulder. "Your fiance is waiting for you. He is so precious to you that he will be jealous."
Shen Li's extra hands stop in the air and take them back stiffly.
Song Yi no longer said more, got on the car, Gu Xingchuan calm face, all the way back to the hotel room in the town.
It was already seven o'clock in the evening. Song Yi came in and turned on the light in the room. He had a large suite decorated with the Mediterranean wind in American style. He opened the window and lay prone on the edge of the window. The evening wind brushed the tip of his hair, because Shen Li's melancholy mood was much better.
He has always been more pragmatic. He was able to chase Shen Li for three years in high school because Song Yi realized that Shen Li was interested in himself. It was like a bait to hang him, which made him tirelessly pay more and like Shen Li more.
However, six years later, Shen Li's attitude towards him was ambiguous. Even with his fiance, he could still make such a gesture in front of him. He couldn't figure out whether Shen Li liked him or not and whether he had liked him.
If you like him, how can it be like this?Gu Xingchuan stopped his car. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Song Yi's thin back, reflected in the setting sun, and covered his whole body with a golden halo.
He held Song Yi from behind. He was a little taller than Song Yi. He was half bent and his jaw was on his shoulder. "What are you looking at?"
"Sunset." Song Yi's words are simple and their meaning is nuclear.
Gu Xingchuan curled his lips, silent for half a sound, don't twist said: "you are gentle to Shen Lizhen."
Song Yi chuckled, turned her head and looked at him closely. "Shen Li is Omega. I should be nice to him. Who is like you."
"What's wrong with me?" Gu Xingchuan was not convinced and his slender eyes glared at him.
Song Yi was overjoyed to think of the past year. "Do you remember when Shen Li asked you to send him home when he was at school?"
Gu Xingchuan side of the head to think, fuzzy a little impression, "not too clear."
Song Yi couldn't help giggling, "Shen Li wants you to send him home. You say it's too far. You want to play ball, and she pays Shen Li 100 yuan to take a taxi home."
At that time, Song Yi happened to be at the school gate. Shen Li was supposed to take Gu Xingchuan's car. He was very angry, but Gu Xingchuan amused Song Yi.
At that time, there was no steel straight man. If there was, Song Yi would label Gu Xingchuan.
Gu Xingchuan is not very funny. He looks at Song Yi's smiling eyebrows but doesn't see his eyes. He goes over and kisses Song Yi's lips. "Is it so funny?"
"It's really funny." Song Yi thought, if Shen Li has a microblog, he will surely contribute you to the BOT of straight men.
Gu Xingchuan snorted, rubbed his hands around Song Yi, licked Song Yi's lips, and whispered, "if it were you, even if you wanted to go to the moon, I would give NASA money to send you there."
Song Yi's back stiffened for a moment, and his memory of last night was vivid and profound. If he had to do this again, he would not get out of bed. He pretended to smile as if nothing had happened. "I won't go to the moon. I'm going to take a bath now."
"I didn't stop you." Gu Xingchuan took a look at him, this beautiful face is very obscene, the corner of the mouth, "or do you suggest that you want to wash with me?"
"You think too much." Song Yi pushed away his arms and walked into the bathroom without looking back.
He turned off his showerhead and sprinkled warm water on his body. Looking at the rising fog around him, Song Yi said, "hmm?" After that, Hou Zhihou patted the wet back of his head,
opened another room.
During this period, he and Gu Xingchuan have been living together. They also sleep in a bed at his home. They are used to having such a person around, so they should have a room when they travel.
But last night
Song Yi's forehead is chagrined against the bathroom tile, her cheek is slightly hot, and she vomites a few deep breaths. Does she really want to be a PAO friend with Gu Xingchuan?
Song Yi doesn't think that she is such a person with no integrity. Before that, she and Gu Xingchuan said that she could not attack her old classmates. The rabbit didn't eat grass by the nest.
Now that this is the case, the responsibility can not be shifted to Gu Xingchuan. What you love and I want.
Song Yi turned on the faucet and washed her face. She said seriously to the mirror, "this time, I can forgive you for not being firm. Don't do it again. Do you know?"
He nodded, as if to himself.
Song Yi put on her pajamas and came out with one hand rubbing her loose and slightly wet hair.
Gu Xingchuan lazily leans on the balcony to make a phone call. His expression on his face is absent-minded. Listening to the sound of footsteps, he looks back at Song Yi. He gives a long "Oh" and turns his head in boredom.
Song Yi opened a thin apple notebook on the table, connected to the hotel's wireless network, and selected some travel photos.
Gu Xingchuan made this call for about ten minutes.
From very close, Song Yi faintly heard Gu Xingchuan say, "I don't go back." "You see to it." "A fart apology."
He didn't mean to explore others. He was curious for a while, and then he focused on his own business.
At this time, a real-time microblog news pop-up window of a webpage pops up.
"Gu Xingchuan likes Zhou Moquan's microblog by hand."
Song Yi was stunned for a moment and couldn't help crying or laughing. The hot spot was a screenshot of a microblog and a marketing number. Half an hour ago, it was sent out, "it's said that ZMQ kicked out the chaff white and rich beauty that accompanies him for two years, and comes next to a more attractive social intercourse flower at home. ZMQ's small white face is quite capable."
The following is Gu Xingchuan's Micro blog ID's approval record.
Song Yi points to open a comment and glances at it. Gu Xingchuan's fans have already criticized it, but there is only one high praise: "if you say that you like hand skating, do you not search Zhou Moquan for skilled skaters?"
Whether Gu Xingchuan's hands are slippery or not is very clear to Song Yi. He sighs in his heart and leans against the door of the balcony, looking at Gu Xingchuan's straight back.
Waiting for Gu Xingchuan to hang up the phone, he turned back and squinted at Song Yi.
Song Yi had no choice but to shake her head and said seriously, "don't do this kind of thing in the future. It's very naive."Gu Xingchuan pick eyebrows, of course, "what they said is not fake."
Song Yi took off her glasses and pinched the bridge of her nose
After thinking about it for a while, he decided to have a good talk with Gu Xingchuan and slowed down his tone. "I know that you look down on him. Not everyone in the world can be like you. Zhou's parents died early. He was raised in his relatives' home when he was young. He was very good at looking at people's faces. He pays more attention to fame and wealth than ordinary people. You can imagine that he is like a negative side of you. You have Everything he dreams of. "
Song Yi sighed in her heart, "you need to understand the existence of such people. They have their own way of living. When I met him, he was such a person, but I never looked down on him. It was his own choice. He should be benevolent and have a clear conscience."
According to Gu Xingchuan's family, he did not need to look at other people's faces. He never knew what it was like to look at other people's faces. He lived a very arrogant, willful and savage life. He did what he wanted. The world made way for him in front of him.
Gu Xingchuan stares at Song Yi for a few seconds. Don't look over his head and says stiffly, "it's my fault that you help others speak."
He rushed to the living room, took the clothes from the hanger and strode out of the door.
Song Yi looked at his back and said softly, "Gu Xingchuan, why are you so stupid?"
Gu Xingchuan looked back at him and said, "you think you are the smartest."
Song Yi shrugged, "at least I like to take trumpet."
Gu Xingchuan snorted coldly, "I will be afraid of him?"
Song Yi gently smile, blinked a few eyes, "then you don't get angry, I don't blame you."
"Really?"
"Really." Song Yi is determined.
Gu Xingchuan a few steps came over, fiercely pressed the back of his head, bent his head and mercilessly kissed his lips, very unhappy, "you are very disgusting today."
Song Yi calmly "Oh", thinking that she is very popular every day.
Gu Xingchuan was silent for a moment, biting his teeth, "you say I won't look at other people's faces? I'm just looking at your face? "
Song Yi looked at him sideways, looked at the child wronged, and laughed, "are you looking at my face?"
Gu Xingchuan pinched his jaw and snorted, "don't laugh."
He stopped, his thumb rubbed against Song Yi's lower lip, and his breath was not even. He said, "I'm not your Pao friend. I want to be your man. Don't refuse."
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Shen Li was held in the palm of his hand when he was young, and alpha chased him. Everyone was obedient to him. How could anyone be so cruel to him.
He choked his neck, blushed, afraid and angry, and his eyes were flushed. He was spoiled and had white skin, which made him look very lovable.
Song Yi couldn't stand Omega looking at her like this. Her heart softened and her sympathy overflowed. She pulled Gu Xingchuan's T-shirt and whispered, "I want to eat steamed bass."
Gu Xingchuan looked at him from the side, narrowed his eyes, sat down, took a chopstick, put the perch into Song Yi's bowl, and said, "eat it."
Shen Li lowered his head, carefully took out a few paper napkins, wiped the tea stains on his body, eyelashes trembled, his lips together shook, and his body fluctuated with his breath.
After a while, Zhou Moquan, who was sweating, came back. His head was steaming hot and hot. He put two bottles of drinks on the table.
"Xiao Li, you want the lime juice."
Zhou Moquan took a bottle of flower and fruit tea and put it on the turntable of the dining table. He took a look at Song Yi, moved his lips and said with a frank smile, "sugar free, do I remember correctly?"
Song Yi was stunned. She swept the colorful flowers and fruits in the glass. She shook her head and pointed to the tea cup next to her. "Thank you. I don't need it. I'll just drink water."
Gu Xingchuan's line of sight turned between the two, reached out and pinched Song Yi's cheek gently, and said with an ambiguous smile: "you can really feed."
It sounds familiar, like a couple in love.
Zhou Moquan's eyes were not right.
Gu Xingchuan turned the turntable with one hand, reached out for the flower and fruit tea. Lazily, he opened the bottle cap, sipped it, and threw it casually. The bottle formed a gorgeous parabola, which was accurately thrown into the garbage can not far away.
"Hard to drink."
Zhou Moquan glanced at the flower and fruit tea in the garbage can, twisted his neck and looked at Gu Xingchuan. Gu Xingchuan's sharp jaw was like an arrogant male peacock, full of meaning.
Zhou Moquan sat next to Shen Li without saying a word. Shen Li took a straw and sucked the drink. He looked around the other three, his eyes were obscure.
Song Yi was very uncomfortable with this meal. She had no appetite and didn't eat much rice.
After dinner, Song Yi and Gu Xingchuan went to the front desk to check out the bill. The sun was setting outside, and the last glow was left in the sunset. The red desert was beautiful and vast, and the clean street was transparent and bright.
It's beautiful when the evening wind blows.
Song Yi is getting ready to get on the bus. Shen Li pushes open the glass door of the restaurant and quickly follows. Song Yi looks back and frowns.
Shen Li red eyes, pretending to be strong smile, hands in the pocket of clothes, "Song Yi, can I talk to you alone?"
"No way." Gu Xingchuan rolled down the window with a cold look, "what's to say here."
Song Yi didn't move. She took a look at Zhou Moquan not far away, and she acquiesced to this sentence.
Shen Li sniffed, bowed his head and laughed. He looked up at Song Yi and said, "I'm sorry, Song Yi."
Song Yi raised her hand to touch his hair. Hanging in the air, she stopped her movement. Instead, she adjusted his scattered shirt collar. She said softly, "nothing sorry for me, Xiao Li. Don't be so sad. I hope you are happy."
Shen Li rubbed his red eyes. "Can you forgive me for what I do?"
Song Yi felt that the problem was strange. She shook her head and said, "Xiao Li, I don't believe you will do anything that will disappoint me."
Shen Li quickly dried the tears from the corners of his eyes and opened his arms to Song Yi. "I won't let you down on me. Can you give me a friend's hug?"
Song Yi hesitated for a moment, and the harsh trumpet sounded from behind. Gu Xingchuan's face was impatient and said with a sneer, "do you want me to hold you?"
Song Yi was amused and gently patted Shen Li on the shoulder. "Your fiance is waiting for you. He is so precious to you that he will be jealous."
Shen Li's extra hands stop in the air and take them back stiffly.
Song Yi no longer said more, got on the car, Gu Xingchuan calm face, all the way back to the hotel room in the town.
It was already seven o'clock in the evening. Song Yi came in and turned on the light in the room. He had a large suite decorated with the Mediterranean wind in American style. He opened the window and lay prone on the edge of the window. The evening wind brushed the tip of his hair, because Shen Li's melancholy mood was much better.
He has always been more pragmatic. He was able to chase Shen Li for three years in high school because Song Yi realized that Shen Li was interested in himself. It was like a bait to hang him, which made him tirelessly pay more and like Shen Li more.
However, six years later, Shen Li's attitude towards him was ambiguous. Even with his fiance, he could still make such a gesture in front of him. He couldn't figure out whether Shen Li liked him or not and whether he had liked him.
If you like him, how can it be like this?Gu Xingchuan stopped his car. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Song Yi's thin back, reflected in the setting sun, and covered his whole body with a golden halo.
He held Song Yi from behind. He was a little taller than Song Yi. He was half bent and his jaw was on his shoulder. "What are you looking at?"
"Sunset." Song Yi's words are simple and their meaning is nuclear.
Gu Xingchuan curled his lips, silent for half a sound, don't twist said: "you are gentle to Shen Lizhen."
Song Yi chuckled, turned her head and looked at him closely. "Shen Li is Omega. I should be nice to him. Who is like you."
"What's wrong with me?" Gu Xingchuan was not convinced and his slender eyes glared at him.
Song Yi was overjoyed to think of the past year. "Do you remember when Shen Li asked you to send him home when he was at school?"
Gu Xingchuan side of the head to think, fuzzy a little impression, "not too clear."
Song Yi couldn't help giggling, "Shen Li wants you to send him home. You say it's too far. You want to play ball, and she pays Shen Li 100 yuan to take a taxi home."
At that time, Song Yi happened to be at the school gate. Shen Li was supposed to take Gu Xingchuan's car. He was very angry, but Gu Xingchuan amused Song Yi.
At that time, there was no steel straight man. If there was, Song Yi would label Gu Xingchuan.
Gu Xingchuan is not very funny. He looks at Song Yi's smiling eyebrows but doesn't see his eyes. He goes over and kisses Song Yi's lips. "Is it so funny?"
"It's really funny." Song Yi thought, if Shen Li has a microblog, he will surely contribute you to the BOT of straight men.
Gu Xingchuan snorted, rubbed his hands around Song Yi, licked Song Yi's lips, and whispered, "if it were you, even if you wanted to go to the moon, I would give NASA money to send you there."
Song Yi's back stiffened for a moment, and his memory of last night was vivid and profound. If he had to do this again, he would not get out of bed. He pretended to smile as if nothing had happened. "I won't go to the moon. I'm going to take a bath now."
"I didn't stop you." Gu Xingchuan took a look at him, this beautiful face is very obscene, the corner of the mouth, "or do you suggest that you want to wash with me?"
"You think too much." Song Yi pushed away his arms and walked into the bathroom without looking back.
He turned off his showerhead and sprinkled warm water on his body. Looking at the rising fog around him, Song Yi said, "hmm?" After that, Hou Zhihou patted the wet back of his head,
opened another room.
During this period, he and Gu Xingchuan have been living together. They also sleep in a bed at his home. They are used to having such a person around, so they should have a room when they travel.
But last night
Song Yi's forehead is chagrined against the bathroom tile, her cheek is slightly hot, and she vomites a few deep breaths. Does she really want to be a PAO friend with Gu Xingchuan?
Song Yi doesn't think that she is such a person with no integrity. Before that, she and Gu Xingchuan said that she could not attack her old classmates. The rabbit didn't eat grass by the nest.
Now that this is the case, the responsibility can not be shifted to Gu Xingchuan. What you love and I want.
Song Yi turned on the faucet and washed her face. She said seriously to the mirror, "this time, I can forgive you for not being firm. Don't do it again. Do you know?"
He nodded, as if to himself.
Song Yi put on her pajamas and came out with one hand rubbing her loose and slightly wet hair.
Gu Xingchuan lazily leans on the balcony to make a phone call. His expression on his face is absent-minded. Listening to the sound of footsteps, he looks back at Song Yi. He gives a long "Oh" and turns his head in boredom.
Song Yi opened a thin apple notebook on the table, connected to the hotel's wireless network, and selected some travel photos.
Gu Xingchuan made this call for about ten minutes.
From very close, Song Yi faintly heard Gu Xingchuan say, "I don't go back." "You see to it." "A fart apology."
He didn't mean to explore others. He was curious for a while, and then he focused on his own business.
At this time, a real-time microblog news pop-up window of a webpage pops up.
"Gu Xingchuan likes Zhou Moquan's microblog by hand."
Song Yi was stunned for a moment and couldn't help crying or laughing. The hot spot was a screenshot of a microblog and a marketing number. Half an hour ago, it was sent out, "it's said that ZMQ kicked out the chaff white and rich beauty that accompanies him for two years, and comes next to a more attractive social intercourse flower at home. ZMQ's small white face is quite capable."
The following is Gu Xingchuan's Micro blog ID's approval record.
Song Yi points to open a comment and glances at it. Gu Xingchuan's fans have already criticized it, but there is only one high praise: "if you say that you like hand skating, do you not search Zhou Moquan for skilled skaters?"
Whether Gu Xingchuan's hands are slippery or not is very clear to Song Yi. He sighs in his heart and leans against the door of the balcony, looking at Gu Xingchuan's straight back.
Waiting for Gu Xingchuan to hang up the phone, he turned back and squinted at Song Yi.
Song Yi had no choice but to shake her head and said seriously, "don't do this kind of thing in the future. It's very naive."Gu Xingchuan pick eyebrows, of course, "what they said is not fake."
Song Yi took off her glasses and pinched the bridge of her nose
After thinking about it for a while, he decided to have a good talk with Gu Xingchuan and slowed down his tone. "I know that you look down on him. Not everyone in the world can be like you. Zhou's parents died early. He was raised in his relatives' home when he was young. He was very good at looking at people's faces. He pays more attention to fame and wealth than ordinary people. You can imagine that he is like a negative side of you. You have Everything he dreams of. "
Song Yi sighed in her heart, "you need to understand the existence of such people. They have their own way of living. When I met him, he was such a person, but I never looked down on him. It was his own choice. He should be benevolent and have a clear conscience."
According to Gu Xingchuan's family, he did not need to look at other people's faces. He never knew what it was like to look at other people's faces. He lived a very arrogant, willful and savage life. He did what he wanted. The world made way for him in front of him.
Gu Xingchuan stares at Song Yi for a few seconds. Don't look over his head and says stiffly, "it's my fault that you help others speak."
He rushed to the living room, took the clothes from the hanger and strode out of the door.
Song Yi looked at his back and said softly, "Gu Xingchuan, why are you so stupid?"
Gu Xingchuan looked back at him and said, "you think you are the smartest."
Song Yi shrugged, "at least I like to take trumpet."
Gu Xingchuan snorted coldly, "I will be afraid of him?"
Song Yi gently smile, blinked a few eyes, "then you don't get angry, I don't blame you."
"Really?"
"Really." Song Yi is determined.
Gu Xingchuan a few steps came over, fiercely pressed the back of his head, bent his head and mercilessly kissed his lips, very unhappy, "you are very disgusting today."
Song Yi calmly "Oh", thinking that she is very popular every day.
Gu Xingchuan was silent for a moment, biting his teeth, "you say I won't look at other people's faces? I'm just looking at your face? "
Song Yi looked at him sideways, looked at the child wronged, and laughed, "are you looking at my face?"
Gu Xingchuan pinched his jaw and snorted, "don't laugh."
He stopped, his thumb rubbed against Song Yi's lower lip, and his breath was not even. He said, "I'm not your Pao friend. I want to be your man. Don't refuse."
The author has something to say: orz went to dinner today. It's even later. Give us 20 red envelopes!
Try to save your manuscript at the weekend. (clench)
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Shen Li was held in the palm of his hand when he was young, and alpha chased him. Everyone was obedient to him. How could anyone be so cruel to him. He choked his neck, blushed, afraid and angry, and his eyes were flushed. He was spoiled and had white skin, which made him look very lovable. Song Yi couldn't stand Omega looking at her like this. Her heart softened and her sympathy overflowed. She pulled Gu Xingchuan's T-shirt and whispered, "I want to eat steamed bass." Gu Xingchuan looked at him from the side, narrowed his eyes, sat down, took a chopstick, put the perch into Song Yi's bowl, and said, "eat it." Shen Li lowered his head, carefully took out a few paper napkins, wiped the tea stains on his body, eyelashes trembled, his lips together shook, and his body fluctuated with his breath. After a while, Zhou Moquan, who was sweating, came back. His head was steaming hot and hot. He put two bottles of drinks on the table. "Xiao Li, you want the lime juice." Zhou Moquan took a bottle of flower and fruit tea and put it on the turntable of the dining table. He took a look at Song Yi, moved his lips and said with a frank smile, "sugar free, do I remember correctly?" Song Yi was stunned. She swept the colorful flowers and fruits in the glass. She shook her head and pointed to the tea cup next to her. "Thank you. I don't need it. I'll just drink water." Gu Xingchuan's line of sight turned between the two, reached out and pinched Song Yi's cheek gently, and said with an ambiguous smile: "you can really feed." It sounds familiar, like a couple in love. Zhou Moquan's eyes were not right. Gu Xingchuan turned the turntable with one hand, reached out for the flower and fruit tea. Lazily, he opened the bottle cap, sipped it, and threw it casually. The bottle formed a gorgeous parabola, which was accurately thrown into the garbage can not far away. "Hard to drink." Zhou Moquan glanced at the flower and fruit tea in the garbage can, twisted his neck and looked at Gu Xingchuan. Gu Xingchuan's sharp jaw was like an arrogant male peacock, full of meaning. Zhou Moquan sat next to Shen Li without saying a word. Shen Li took a straw and sucked the drink. He looked around the other three, his eyes were obscure. Song Yi was very uncomfortable with this meal. She had no appetite and didn't eat much rice. After dinner, Song Yi and Gu Xingchuan went to the front desk to check out the bill. The sun was setting outside, and the last glow was left in the sunset. The red desert was beautiful and vast, and the clean street was transparent and bright. It's beautiful when the evening wind blows. Song Yi is getting ready to get on the bus. Shen Li pushes open the glass door of the restaurant and quickly follows. Song Yi looks back and frowns. Shen Li red eyes, pretending to be strong smile, hands in the pocket of clothes, "Song Yi, can I talk to you alone?" "No way." Gu Xingchuan rolled down the window with a cold look, "what's to say here." Song Yi didn't move. She took a look at Zhou Moquan not far away, and she acquiesced to this sentence. Shen Li sniffed, bowed his head and laughed. He looked up at Song Yi and said, "I'm sorry, Song Yi." Song Yi raised her hand to touch his hair. Hanging in the air, she stopped her movement. Instead, she adjusted his scattered shirt collar. She said softly, "nothing sorry for me, Xiao Li. Don't be so sad. I hope you are happy." Shen Li rubbed his red eyes. "Can you forgive me for what I do?" Song Yi felt that the problem was strange. She shook her head and said, "Xiao Li, I don't believe you will do anything that will disappoint me." Shen Li quickly dried the tears from the corners of his eyes and opened his arms to Song Yi. "I won't let you down on me. Can you give me a friend's hug?" Song Yi hesitated for a moment, and the harsh trumpet sounded from behind. Gu Xingchuan's face was impatient and said with a sneer, "do you want me to hold you?" Song Yi was amused and gently patted Shen Li on the shoulder. "Your fiance is waiting for you. He is so precious to you that he will be jealous." Shen Li's extra hands stop in the air and take them back stiffly. Song Yi no longer said more, got on the car, Gu Xingchuan calm face, all the way back to the hotel room in the town. It was already seven o'clock in the evening. Song Yi came in and turned on the light in the room. He had a large suite decorated with the Mediterranean wind in American style. He opened the window and lay prone on the edge of the window. The evening wind brushed the tip of his hair, because Shen Li's melancholy mood was much better. He has always been more pragmatic. He was able to chase Shen Li for three years in high school because Song Yi realized that Shen Li was interested in himself. It was like a bait to hang him, which made him tirelessly pay more and like Shen Li more. However, six years later, Shen Li's attitude towards him was ambiguous. Even with his fiance, he could still make such a gesture in front of him. He couldn't figure out whether Shen Li liked him or not and whether he had liked him. If you like him, how can it be like this?Gu Xingchuan stopped his car. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Song Yi's thin back, reflected in the setting sun, and covered his whole body with a golden halo. He held Song Yi from behind. He was a little taller than Song Yi. He was half bent and his jaw was on his shoulder. "What are you looking at?" "Sunset." Song Yi's words are simple and their meaning is nuclear. Gu Xingchuan curled his lips, silent for half a sound, don't twist said: "you are gentle to Shen Lizhen." Song Yi chuckled, turned her head and looked at him closely. "Shen Li is Omega. I should be nice to him. Who is like you." "What's wrong with me?" Gu Xingchuan was not convinced and his slender eyes glared at him. Song Yi was overjoyed to think of the past year. "Do you remember when Shen Li asked you to send him home when he was at school?" Gu Xingchuan side of the head to think, fuzzy a little impression, "not too clear." Song Yi couldn't help giggling, "Shen Li wants you to send him home. You say it's too far. You want to play ball, and she pays Shen Li 100 yuan to take a taxi home." At that time, Song Yi happened to be at the school gate. Shen Li was supposed to take Gu Xingchuan's car. He was very angry, but Gu Xingchuan amused Song Yi. At that time, there was no steel straight man. If there was, Song Yi would label Gu Xingchuan. Gu Xingchuan is not very funny. He looks at Song Yi's smiling eyebrows but doesn't see his eyes. He goes over and kisses Song Yi's lips. "Is it so funny?" "It's really funny." Song Yi thought, if Shen Li has a microblog, he will surely contribute you to the BOT of straight men. Gu Xingchuan snorted, rubbed his hands around Song Yi, licked Song Yi's lips, and whispered, "if it were you, even if you wanted to go to the moon, I would give NASA money to send you there." Song Yi's back stiffened for a moment, and his memory of last night was vivid and profound. If he had to do this again, he would not get out of bed. He pretended to smile as if nothing had happened. "I won't go to the moon. I'm going to take a bath now." "I didn't stop you." Gu Xingchuan took a look at him, this beautiful face is very obscene, the corner of the mouth, "or do you suggest that you want to wash with me?" "You think too much." Song Yi pushed away his arms and walked into the bathroom without looking back. He turned off his showerhead and sprinkled warm water on his body. Looking at the rising fog around him, Song Yi said, "hmm?" After that, Hou Zhihou patted the wet back of his head, opened another room. During this period, he and Gu Xingchuan have been living together. They also sleep in a bed at his home. They are used to having such a person around, so they should have a room when they travel. But last night Song Yi's forehead is chagrined against the bathroom tile, her cheek is slightly hot, and she vomites a few deep breaths. Does she really want to be a PAO friend with Gu Xingchuan? Song Yi doesn't think that she is such a person with no integrity. Before that, she and Gu Xingchuan said that she could not attack her old classmates. The rabbit didn't eat grass by the nest. Now that this is the case, the responsibility can not be shifted to Gu Xingchuan. What you love and I want. Song Yi turned on the faucet and washed her face. She said seriously to the mirror, "this time, I can forgive you for not being firm. Don't do it again. Do you know?" He nodded, as if to himself. Song Yi put on her pajamas and came out with one hand rubbing her loose and slightly wet hair. Gu Xingchuan lazily leans on the balcony to make a phone call. His expression on his face is absent-minded. Listening to the sound of footsteps, he looks back at Song Yi. He gives a long "Oh" and turns his head in boredom. Song Yi opened a thin apple notebook on the table, connected to the hotel's wireless network, and selected some travel photos. Gu Xingchuan made this call for about ten minutes. From very close, Song Yi faintly heard Gu Xingchuan say, "I don't go back." "You see to it." "A fart apology." He didn't mean to explore others. He was curious for a while, and then he focused on his own business. At this time, a real-time microblog news pop-up window of a webpage pops up. "Gu Xingchuan likes Zhou Moquan's microblog by hand." Song Yi was stunned for a moment and couldn't help crying or laughing. The hot spot was a screenshot of a microblog and a marketing number. Half an hour ago, it was sent out, "it's said that ZMQ kicked out the chaff white and rich beauty that accompanies him for two years, and comes next to a more attractive social intercourse flower at home. ZMQ's small white face is quite capable." The following is Gu Xingchuan's Micro blog ID's approval record. Song Yi points to open a comment and glances at it. Gu Xingchuan's fans have already criticized it, but there is only one high praise: "if you say that you like hand skating, do you not search Zhou Moquan for skilled skaters?" Whether Gu Xingchuan's hands are slippery or not is very clear to Song Yi. He sighs in his heart and leans against the door of the balcony, looking at Gu Xingchuan's straight back. Waiting for Gu Xingchuan to hang up the phone, he turned back and squinted at Song Yi. Song Yi had no choice but to shake her head and said seriously, "don't do this kind of thing in the future. It's very naive."Gu Xingchuan pick eyebrows, of course, "what they said is not fake." Song Yi took off her glasses and pinched the bridge of her nose After thinking about it for a while, he decided to have a good talk with Gu Xingchuan and slowed down his tone. "I know that you look down on him. Not everyone in the world can be like you. Zhou's parents died early. He was raised in his relatives' home when he was young. He was very good at looking at people's faces. He pays more attention to fame and wealth than ordinary people. You can imagine that he is like a negative side of you. You have Everything he dreams of. " Song Yi sighed in her heart, "you need to understand the existence of such people. They have their own way of living. When I met him, he was such a person, but I never looked down on him. It was his own choice. He should be benevolent and have a clear conscience." According to Gu Xingchuan's family, he did not need to look at other people's faces. He never knew what it was like to look at other people's faces. He lived a very arrogant, willful and savage life. He did what he wanted. The world made way for him in front of him. Gu Xingchuan stares at Song Yi for a few seconds. Don't look over his head and says stiffly, "it's my fault that you help others speak." He rushed to the living room, took the clothes from the hanger and strode out of the door. Song Yi looked at his back and said softly, "Gu Xingchuan, why are you so stupid?" Gu Xingchuan looked back at him and said, "you think you are the smartest." Song Yi shrugged, "at least I like to take trumpet." Gu Xingchuan snorted coldly, "I will be afraid of him?" Song Yi gently smile, blinked a few eyes, "then you don't get angry, I don't blame you." "Really?" "Really." Song Yi is determined. Gu Xingchuan a few steps came over, fiercely pressed the back of his head, bent his head and mercilessly kissed his lips, very unhappy, "you are very disgusting today." Song Yi calmly "Oh", thinking that she is very popular every day. Gu Xingchuan was silent for a moment, biting his teeth, "you say I won't look at other people's faces? I'm just looking at your face? " Song Yi looked at him sideways, looked at the child wronged, and laughed, "are you looking at my face?" Gu Xingchuan pinched his jaw and snorted, "don't laugh." He stopped, his thumb rubbed against Song Yi's lower lip, and his breath was not even. He said, "I'm not your Pao friend. I want to be your man. Don't refuse." The author has something to say: orz went to dinner today. It's even later. Give us 20 red envelopes! Try to save your manuscript at the weekend. clench - -
