Chapter 35

The atmosphere is a little strange.

In the humid air flowing ambiguity, raindrops wantonly hit in the window, accompanied by the tick, across a layer of rain curtain on the glass.

Gu Xingchuan leaned over, like the slow motion of the movie, getting closer and closer. Song Yi knew what was going to happen, but he didn't avoid it.

The cold tip of his nose rubbed his lower lip, and his warm breath swept the skin of his jaw like a soft brush.

Different from the brutal invasion of the afternoon kiss, this kiss is too gentle, Gu Xingchuan with his soft lower lip or light or heavy sucking, with a little pious.

The slight sound of water seemed to be carrying electric current. Song Yi's heart beat disorderly and her ear tip turned red.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. Gu Xingchuan's side face in the rearview mirror was very attentive. A few strands of messy black hair fell on his cheek, which made him more and more neat, just like the beautiful boy in the cartoon, which was too good-looking.

Song Yi had an indescribable change in her heart. It was not right, but it was wonderful. She had no time to identify the source of this emotion. Her waist was cold. A slightly cold hand lifted up his shirt. Song Yi suddenly woke up and pressed her restless hand, "what are you doing?"

Gu Xingchuan blew a wild breath at his glasses and lenses, hooked the corner of his mouth, "shall we do it?"

Song Yi took off the lens, reached for a paper towel, and wiped the water mist on the lens, "roll

The throb just now disappeared.

Gu Xingchuan angrily sat back in the driving chair, tasted like "tut", and said seriously: "you don't look at me like that just now, I can't help it."

Song Yi is speechless for a while. I can't imagine what kind of eyes he just used to make young master Gu sick. It's clear that Gu Xingchuan is a big animal. He has to rely on himself and be reasonable.

On the way back, Song Yi recalled Shen Du's words, and some of them were right. Gu Xingchuan was very suitable for falling in love. He was good-looking and interesting. Occasionally, he was gentle and considerate. He always had a sense of freshness when he was together. He could do everything he could in love.

However, what Song Yi is looking for is to get married. The conditions need not be too good. The most important thing is "stability". Gu Xingchuan has too much uncertainty. The life of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea is not only about passion, but also about accommodation and tolerance between two people. Can Gu Xingchuan do this?

Song Yi doesn't want to take risks. What's more, Gu Xingchuan's love for him is true. No one knows. He is not willing to embark on a dangerous emotional journey.

Song Yi takes Gu Xingchuan home and is caught in such a heavy rain. Song Yi pushes Gu Xingchuan into the bathroom to take a bath and then go home. He is not required to be responsible for the cold.

Before 11:00 p.m., Zhao Hongyan had already gone to bed. The room was quiet. Song Yi took a bath in another bathroom, put on her comfortable pajamas, and leaned on the head of the bed to read the news on her mobile phone.

In the room, only a bedside lamp was turned on, leaving a circle of yellow and yellow on the ground. Gu Xingchuan came out with one hand wiping his hair, only wrapped a snow-white bath towel around his waist, leaving a line of water stains on the ground.

Song Yi looked up and took a look. She quickly lowered her head and pretended to look at her mobile phone as if nothing had happened. "Can you put on your clothes and come out again?"

"My clothes are all wet."

Gu Xingchuan casually sat by his side, a sunken mattress. Song Yi glanced at him and frowned, "don't you go home?"

Gu Xingchuan didn't seem to hear it. He stretched out his neck to look at Song Yi's mobile phone interface, "three treasures to make money in stocks, do you still see this?"

"Well, occasionally." Song Yi wanted to ask him when to leave. He felt the heat on his neck and his shoulder sank.

He turned his head, Gu Xingchuan's sharp jaw against his shoulder, lowered his eyes, and said, "you're wearing glasses. You still play with your mobile phone at night. I'll read it for you."

"The most reliable way to speculate in stocks is to have a good mentality, which accounts for the biggest factor in the end of stock speculation..."

The water drips on Song Yi's neck and drips into her clothes along the clavicle. Song Yi is not very comfortable. Gu Xingchuan's shallow pheromone and the perm temperature between the thin clothes remind him that he is not good.

In order to guard against fire, Song Yi pushed his head away and put away his mobile phone. "It's already eleven o'clock. Don't you go home?"

"I'm not going back. It's my bedtime." Gu Xingchuan strayed his legs and sprawled on the bed.

The perfect figure can be seen at a glance. The muscles are full but not abrupt. It is symmetrical and has aesthetic feeling. When the lower leg steps on the ground, the muscles of the legs are tightened. The visual effect looks like the legs are more slender and strong. There is a kind of impulse that people can't help but want to take a picture.

Song Yi's ears were burning, and his heart was pounding. He pursed his lips and glanced over his dormant position. He knew exactly how capable Gu Xingchuan was.

He calmed down. "You sleep. I'll sleep on the sofa."

Can't you avoid it?

Gu Xingchuan, who was willing to let him go, sat up fiercely and took his wrist to the bed. He put his palm on the back of Song Yi's head. He touched his hair and got close to Song Yi's ear. He said in a hoarse voice, "I'm timid. I can't sleep alone in a strange environment. You can't sleep with me."Sleep on the floor. What's the intention of Gu Jing? Crystal clear. "Let me go, I'll sleep on the floor."

"No, what if you have a cold?" Gu Xingchuan lies on his body, eyes straight at him, flashing to see the light of prey.

Song Yi let him see hair all over, gently shook, and then calmly said: "then you sleep on the floor."

Gu Xingchuan reached out and gently took off his glasses and put them on the bedside table. Song Yi's reflexivity narrowed his eyes and saw everything was vague.

sleep on the floor of his poker faced with a warm look. Gu Hangchuan's lips were softly touched by a warm colored light. He kissed him gently on the eyelid and said with a solemn voice, "I'm not sleeping on the floor. I'm not in good health, but I can only sleep on the bed."

"Don't give me that." Song Yi glared at him. He was still in bad health. He warned in a cold voice, "don't grind me, or I'll beat you."

Gu Xingchuan blinked a few times, looking at Song Yi's slightly flushed cheek, lost glasses and dazed eyes, as well as deliberately pretending to be ferocious and itching in his heart, he could not help but blurt out, "Songyi, I want you."

He didn't have much enthusiasm for that kind of thing before. First, because of his career, he started early. All the people were staring at his words and deeds. If he had any action, news would fly all over the place. Second, he didn't like to associate with Omega. He had too much trouble and had time to deal with each other. It was better to play basketball and play games.

But when it comes to Song Yi, his mind is full of dirty ideas. He just wants to turn Song Yi to bed. He is bored and crooked. He feels so strange.

Song Yi pushed his shoulder away and sat up from the bed. She said angrily, "I don't want to eat this set. Don't use your girl's moves to soak me up. It's useless."

He can't get so close. Song Yi is afraid that he can't hold the fierce attack, so he hits the road again.

Gu Xingchuan was stunned for a moment, adjusted his anxious breath, and asked quietly, "don't you like me?"

He had a good life. Few people he met didn't like him, or they didn't like it. But when he came to Songyi, it was obvious that people didn't like him.

Song Yi didn't speak and glanced at him faintly.

Gu Xingchuan stares at him straightforwardly. He is bold and unashamed: "what are you dissatisfied with me? I'm rich, handsome and strong. Where can I make you look down on me? "

Song Yi chuckled. For the first time, it was shameless to hear someone say that about himself. He thought for a moment and said, "Gu Xingchuan, you are only passionate about me for a moment. You want to sleep with me, but I have to think about a long life. You are full of passion now, but when you get out of the tide and hang me on the beach, what should I do then?"

He is not the kind of adolescent child. He is full of passion and recklessness. Song Yi considers the dignity of a relationship, reduces the risk of all dishonorable, and finding someone to live a good life is the most important thing.

Gu Xingchuan's eyes did not blink, straight staring at him, as if reading some complicated instructions.

Song Yi sighed in her heart and said, "we are not suitable. You should have known this for a long time. Otherwise, we would not have been fighting for so many years. You are suitable for finding someone to play with you, and I am suitable for finding one to live with."

"How do you know it's not suitable if you haven't tried it?" Gu Xingchuan bit his teeth and asked.

Song Yi bowed her head and gave a gentle smile, "a piece of south wall, I know it will break my head and blood, so I don't need to try it."

Gu Xingchuan's Adam's knot rolled a few times. He looked at Song Yi for more than ten seconds. When Song Yi thought he was going to say something, Gu Xingchuan lay down, pulled the quilt and smothered his head. He turned around to express his dissatisfaction with his unyielding back. He said angrily, "I'm not the south wall."

Song Yi quietly lying next to him, the heart is not taste, he turned out the mobile phone to continue to read information, not a while fell asleep.

The next morning.

There was no light in the room with dark curtains. Song Yi was sleepy and heard the sound of the bedroom door. He opened his sleepy eyes and blinked hard.

Zhao Hongyan stood at the door with his plate in his mouth. His eyes were wide and he could not say a word.

Song Yi's brain was still dull, yawned and said lazily, "why?"

Zhao Hongyan came back to his senses, and his astonished eyes became complicated. "The dishes I bought yesterday were hung on your balcony. I want to get them."

"Well." Song Yi turned over and noticed that there was a heavy thigh on her waist and warm skin on her back. Gu Xingchuan's breath was sprinkled on the glands behind her neck.

He remembered that Gu Xingchuan seemed to have nothing on.

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