Chapter 13

The bar was full of dark lights, and those who came to play only focused on the scenery on the stage. No one noticed that a big man came to the dark corner of the card seat.

Otherwise, tomorrow's microblogging will be another bloody storm.

From the bar, it is already 11 o'clock in the evening. The hot wind blows across the face, with the smell of salty wet beach. The neon along the street of seaside city is brilliant and beautiful.

Song Yi walked to the door of the resort. Gu Xingchuan didn't mean to leave. He put his hands in his pocket and followed them slowly.

Seeing Song Yi and Cheng song go upstairs one after another, Gu Xingchuan suddenly returns to his taste, points to them, and sneers: "Song Yi, are you not so humble? A room with your friend? "

"Tonight France versus Argentina, Cheng song and I are going to watch the ball together." Song Yi is in a good mood and has been looking forward to the game.

"What time do you see?" Gu Xingchuan takes a look at Cheng song, and his voice is not very happy.

How good is the relationship between two people watching the ball so late?

Cheng song is smiling, and his sight is playing around before Song Yi and Gu Xingchuan.

Looking at the milk in the bar just now, Song Yi calmly took out her mobile phone to check the competition time, "at two o'clock in the evening."

"So late?" Gu Xingchuan wrung his eyebrows, held his arm, and stared at Song Yi. He was very arrogant and said, "it's so noisy at night that you don't sleep. Other people have to sleep."

Song Yi thought that the room was a thousand miles away. Are you a thousand miles or something? "Thank you for reminding me. I will control the sound of the TV and make sure that it won't disturb other people's rest."

Gu Xingchuan hesitated for a few seconds. His dark eyes were filled with emotion. He stepped up the steps with Song Yi. "No, I'm not sure. You'll go to see the replay tomorrow."

Song Yi's anger rose at once. How could the boy, the Pacific policeman, have such a broad mind? He shook his fist and really wanted to hit Gu Xingchuan. But in front of Cheng song, he said with patience: "the rebroadcast ball game has no soul. You must watch the live broadcast to feel the atmosphere."

Gu Xingchuan pursed his lips and looked over Song Yi at Cheng song. His jaw tightened and he said coldly, "you are at will. If you disturb other people, I will smash your TV."

With that, Gu Xingchuan strides forward his long legs and walks into the elevator.

Song Yi Qi liver pain, staring at Gu Xingchuan's back, in the heart ruthlessly compared a middle finger.

You can't do it. I'll cut your skin as soon as it's done.

Cheng song patted him on the shoulder and said thoughtfully, "you two are very interesting."

Song Yi sighed, let Cheng song be a joke, but pinched the bridge of his nose, "today's thing you don't take to heart, he is very angry, but no malicious."

Cheng Song said with a clear smile, "I don't care. If you have any trouble, please tell me in time. Director Yang and I are very familiar. I will help you coordinate."

Song Yi was moved. It's so happy to have such a considerate friend as Cheng song.

The match between Argentina and France was so wonderful that Song Yi was so excited and excited that she discussed with Cheng song.

Cheng song knows football very well. Although he doesn't usually play football, he has a good command of the players' history of various teams and is more professional than interpretation.

Song Yi was stunned and admired Cheng song for his profound knowledge.

Just as she was on her head, the doorbell rang. Song Yi was fascinated and looked at the TV without blinking.

Cheng song, who is close to the door, gets up and says, "I'll go and have a look."

Song Yi faintly heard the voice of the door. With double steps, she put down the potato chips in her hand and turned her head. Gu Xingchuan stood behind him without any expression. She was dressed neatly, but her half long hair dripped on Song Yi's straight back, forming large and small spots on her light colored clothes.

Cheng song shrugs helplessly.

"The hair dryer is broken." Gu Xingchuan's voice was quiet, and his eyes swept across the room. His sight stayed on the bed with neat bedding for a second. He felt comfortable and said, "where is your hair dryer?"

The hair dryer is not bad. He just doesn't feel at ease. He always thinks Cheng song is not a good man. Although Song Yi is good, he is still very simple in emotion. Won't Cheng song cheat him?

As a "friend", it's right to care.

Song Yi points to the bathroom. She doesn't go to her heart. Gu Xingchuan quickly dries her hair. Shi Shilan sits on the sofa, hands crossed, watching the game on TV with relish.

"Do you still watch football games?" Song Yi was surprised.

Gu's father immigrated early, and Gu Xingchuan grew up in lighthouse country when he was a child. Only in middle school did he return to China to bathe in compulsory education in our country.

In lighthouse country, football and basketball are played a lot, and football is not played by many people. Song Yi estimates that Gu Xingchuan even doesn't know a few stars.

"I've seen too much."

Gu Xingchuan tilted his head, a few wisps of loose hair on his face, his neck was long, and his throat was slowly wriggling when he spoke, which made him a bit more sexy.

Song Yi's heart beat fast. She was trained as alpha from small to large. It is inevitable to love beautiful things.Gu Xingchuan is not Song Yi's favorite "little white rabbit", but "big wolf" also seems to have a different flavor.

Cheng song goes out and returns a phone call. Gu Xingchuan sits down in such a brazen way. The seat happens to be his own seat, next to Song Yi in the corner.

Cheng song sits on Gu Xingchuan's side helplessly, trying to find a chance to talk to Song Yi about the game. However, Gu Xingchuan is upright and upright, as tall and strong as the army, which blocks Cheng song's sight.

Cheng song did not find the opportunity to make eye contact with Song Yi.

Song Yi was so absorbed that she didn't realize that the atmosphere was so delicate that she thought, "you're going to shoot a play tomorrow morning, and stay up late to watch the game. Are you sure your energy is OK?"

Gu Xingchuan said: "I don't have to worry about my energy. Take care of yourself."

Song Yi is boring. There's nothing to say. She concentrates on watching the game.

Gu Xingchuan can make it, but Cheng song will have a morning meeting with the project leader early tomorrow morning. He can't make fun of his work.

As soon as Cheng song left, there were only two people left in the hotel room. No one explained the game on site. Song Yi's excitement gradually cooled down.

When he was calm, he found something was wrong. The sound of the TV was turned on very little, and there was a slight sound of electricity in the silent night.

After drinking a lot of wine tonight, the light brandy flavor in the air is scattered, coming from Gu Xingchuan, which is clear and sweet.

Gu Xingchuan sits beside him, his legs are wildly bifurcated, and his solid muscles lean on the side of Song Yi's legs, passing warm body temperature through the cloth. It's warm and noisy.

This is a little too intimate and ambiguous. Song Yi never forgets the experience of the last holiday, and quietly opens the distance between the two people.

Song Yi quickly stood up, casually found a reason, "last time you gave me an antidote, you eat back to have a good rest."

Gu Xingchuan squinted and looked at Song Yi.

The antidote is put in the table cabinet under the TV. Song Yi squats in front of the TV, lowers her head and reaches out to pull the drawer.

This posture seems very casual in Song Yi's eyes, but it is quite different from Gu Xingchuan's perspective.

Song Yi's casual shirt, along with this movement, muscles tense, revealing a thin waist. Under the blue light of the TV, the skin is white and transparent, and the bottom is very fleshy. Under the loose suit pants, a round arc is lifted up, which makes people want to pinch hard.

Gu Xingchuan gently "tut" a, do not know what in praise.

Song Yi got up to understand the wine, looked at Gu Xingchuan's expression, chuckled and asked, "what do you want?"

"Like Shen Li." Gu Xingchuan pulled a panic without thinking.

Song Yi's action of pouring water stopped and sighed softly, "I also want Shen Li."

"No way." Gu Xingchuan glared at him and threatened: "you must not think about Shen Li.

In the middle of the night, Song Yi didn't want to play with him, relaxed and smiling, "who can you control me? Can you pry my head off? "

Gu Xingchuan stared at him and said, "you must not think about Shen Li. I will not pry your head open. I will knock your head open with my fist. Do you understand?"

Shen does not want to offend society

Gu Xingchuan nodded his jaw and immediately thought of something. He said viciously, "you can't think of anyone."

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