Chapter 48

Song Yi's body was stiff. He leaned back an inch and opened the distance between them. "This is too fast."

Although a great man once said: not for the purpose of marriage, love is playing rogue, but Song Yi thinks that it is good to be a rogue.

On the one hand, he enjoys the freshness of being with Gu Xingchuan. On the other hand, he subconsciously resists the further development of this relationship.

"Fast?" Gu Xingchuan blinked his eyes and pinched the soft meat on his waist. "I just took you home to see my parents, but I didn't want to force you to get married."

Song Yi adjusted her breath. The air in the bathroom was not in circulation, and Gu Xingchuan was close to him. The air was full of the slight salty smell of Gu Xingchuan after exercise, with a lively desire to look, which made him feel very uncomfortable. The light of his eyes was dark, and he said softly, "I just don't think it is appropriate for us to be in this state now, How can you tell your parents if we break up after a month

Gu Xingchuan narrowed his eyes and asked, "are you just waiting to break up with me?"

"No, because our relationship is unstable, so there is no need to..."

Song Yi said half, Gu Xingchuan pushed him down in the bathtub, pulled his clothes fiercely with one hand, gritted his teeth and said, "shut your mouth, make three rules, and refuse to be too rational."

Song Yi faintly heard the sound of the cloth breaking open. Within a few seconds, the buttons were fully opened, and the upper body was chilly and confused, "what are you doing?"

Gu Xingchuan stares at him and reaches over to hold his white earlobe. He smacks heavily, "I want to listen to me after I told you. You still have so many opinions, which makes me angry."

"I didn't say no Song Yi shrunk her neck, pushed Gu Xingchuan's head lightly and said in a low voice, "don't tell your uncle and aunt that we are in love. It's not too late to tell when the relationship is stable."

The last thing he likes most is to disappoint others.

"A man like my father, you think he can't guess if I don't say it?" Gu Xingchuan's hands are not honest. He dances tango on Song Yi.

Song Yi's ears burned red, and she gave a gentle "um" sound, barely concentrating. "Don't do it. Uncle can see that it's one thing. You tell him it's another thing. Before we are sure about our relationship, don't tell anyone."

Gu Xingchuan side looked at him, hate in his side cheek bit, thick throat, "how much I let you worry? I want to fall in love with others. They want to tell the world. What's the strength of your cover up? "

"Calm down." Song Yi turned on the faucet of the bathtub, held a handful of water with one hand, washed the earlobe of the shampoo and perm, and calmly said: "we are trying to break in, just like doing an experiment. This is a process of repeated reconciliation, and the result is unknown now. So there is no need to tell you. When the test results are confirmed, it will be OK to tell everyone."

Gu Xingchuan looked at him straight, waiting for Song Yi to finish the last word, and snorted with disdain, "you don't think I don't know what you pay attention to, you just want to dump me after a month."

He stopped for a moment, pinched Song Yi's straight nose, unreasonable caution, "Song Yi, I'm clear with you now, don't even think about it, there's no door, I won't break up with you, if you dare to break up with me, I'll tell you in the microblog live broadcast, tell everyone in the world that you are my person, we don't mix in this circle."

Song Yi is a reasonable person, so he can't quarrel with him in the unreasonable aspect. He is convinced for a while and pushes Gu Xingchuan's hard shoulder. "You win. Get up. I'll go to sleep."

"What kind of sleep?" Gu Xingchuan grabbed his wrist, staring at a piece of white skin behind Song Yi's ear, and unconsciously licked his lips, "don't make up for it. Make up for me."

Song Yi didn't know what he meant. She was speechless for a while. After strenuous exercise, she could still think about it. Her physical strength is very good.

He pretended to dislike the squint at Gu Xingchuan, "go away, your sweat is too smelly."

Gu Xingchuan raised his arm and smelled himself. He reached out and touched a bottle of shampoo from the shelf beside the bathtub. He handed it to Song Yi. Nunu chin said, "if you think I'm dirty, help me wash it. Do you always wash my hair?"

"I'll wash the dog. I'll never wash it."

"You can wash it for yourself as you like it for me." Gu Xingchuan lowered his head and handed his head to Song Yi.

Song Yi looked at a head with messy hair in front of her eyes. She took the shampoo, took the shower in one hand, and turned it to the largest one. In an instant, Gu Xingchuan's hair was wet. The hair was originally short and hard, and it was curled in disorder. Drops of water trickled down the hair tip on Song Yi's naked skin.

The slight coolness made Song Yi regain his mind, and his clothes were still wide open. He reached out to close his open lapel. Gu Xingchuan pinched his wrist and murmured, "don't move, I want to watch."

"What are you looking at?" Song Yi thought that he was both male. What's good about him.

Gu Xingchuan did not lift his head, his hoarse voice was particularly clear, "grandma."Song Yi Long "Oh" a, calm said: "your grandmother is not here, want her to call her."

he said, and squeezed a shampoo in his hand, and he was not enough to squeeze it until his hands were full of shampoo. Without demur, he was wiping away on the back of his head. He sprayed it on the back of his head, sprinkled it to the shampoo, and a big bubble came out.

, Gu's arms, wiped his eyes, and said hypocritically, "you've got the bubble in my eyes."

Song Yi said without feeling, "I'm sorry." He took the opportunity to push him away, stepped out of the bathtub, washed his sticky hands at the sink, and said, "I'm sorry, I poured too much shampoo. You can wash it for at least half an hour."

When he closed the door, he heard Gu Xingchuan's angry cry, "you want to die." Song Yi's heart is not too happy, refreshing.

Hum, let your eyes look around.

Gu Xingchuan came out from the bath and wiped his hair. He smelled a strong smell of shampoo.

Song Yi has been lying in bed, sleeping sweet.

The sun was shining at noon outside. Gu Xingchuan knelt on the edge of the bed, pressing a deep depression in the bed. He rolled the hair behind Song Yi's head with his hand and gently pulled it. "Are you really asleep?"

It's only 12 o'clock at noon. It's not time to take a nap.

Song Yi was unresponsive and breathed a long time. Gu Xingchuan approached him and could not tell whether he was pretending to sleep. As an actor, Song Yi's acting skills were very good. He turned his mouth and said in a vicious voice: "I find you are old, and you look good when you don't go to school."

Song Yi didn't react at all. It seemed that she was really asleep.

Gu Xingchuan was sulking. He climbed into bed and sat next to Song Yi. He stretched out his hand to take away the small quilt on Song Yi's body. After a few seconds, he looked at Song Yi's thin shoulder, worried that Song Yi might catch cold, so he covered it again.

He looked at Song Yi's face, snorted and sighed.

Song Yi gently opened her eyes and looked at the quilt under her shoulder. She was funny and angry.

The next day, Song Yi and Gu Xingchuan got on the plane to Seattle. Song Yi didn't want to stay here. In addition to promising Gu Xingchuan, more importantly, he didn't want to face Shen Li and Zhou Moquan for the time being. He came out to have fun and didn't want to find himself unhappy.

The temperature in Seattle is indeed much lower than that in Los Angeles. One is like summer and the other is like autumn. Song Yi gets off the plane and puts a fog blue sweater on his shirt, which looks gentle and elegant.

Gu Xingchuan's simple black sweater, dark jeans, casual posture, he walked in the clear sunshine, one like a knowledgeable scholar in the University, the other like a European Street shot after PS model, looks like the opposite, but inexplicable harmony, complement each other.

Song Yi had heard that the wealthy people in Seattle lived on Mercer Island, but it was the first time I saw him. Sitting on a cruise ship, he saw a large group of buildings on the island from a distance. The white spires and golden dome houses were arranged in perfect order. They looked very pleasant.

Song Yi suddenly felt a little pressure.

Gu Xingchuan put his arm on the railing and looked at Song Yi's expression. He said, "my family lives here because my father likes sea fishing. In fact, he doesn't have much money."

Song Yi laughed and glanced at him. "I know, I'm not afraid."

Although there is pressure, Song Yi is also a person who has seen the world. It is no problem to maintain superficial calm.

After getting off the cruise ship, Song Yi got on the car again. The driver was the one who had picked him up in Los Angeles the last time. He watched them smile and went straight to a group of green houses.

road two rows of full Indus, a small artificial pond at the door, swimming a few leisurely white swans, Wutong's house and Song Yi's imagination of the big house is still some discrepancy, white and brown yellow wall exterior color, very pastoral scenery, looking very relaxed, can feel the owner's sentiment.

Song Yi followed Gu Xingchuan across a door and entered the living room. Under the huge bright crystal lamp, the Golden Teak Furniture was shining brightly.

A middle-aged woman dressed in leisure smiles and greets him, "the young master has a hard time on the road. He will sit down and have a rest. He will accompany his wife to the downtown area and come back in the evening."

"Good." Gu Xingchuan patted Song Yi on the shoulder and sat together on the sofa in the living room.

Song Yi looked up and looked around. The golden dome was very beautiful. She half jokingly said, "your family should have the kind of uniform, groups of servants, and then there should be an English housekeeper. You should have a standard London accent."

Gu Xingchuan pinched his cheek affectionately, and chuckled gently. "Our drivers and aunts are from home with my father for more than 20 years. Like their relatives, they don't come to the feudal society."

Song Yi feels that Gu Shaoyuan is really a good person. Some people are willing to follow him for more than 20 years. No wonder they can do so much business.

The mobile phone in the pocket tinkles. Song Yi takes it out and looks at it. Shen Lifa's wechat asks him whether he has checked out the hotel room?Gu Xingchuan side looked at one eye, frowned, curled his mouth, "you want to give him back?"

Song Yi replied to Shen Li briefly and vaguely. She was about to turn off her mobile phone. She saw Gu Xingchuan's wechat ID, and didn't know when it was changed into a "white"

"Did Gu Shao change to the literary and artistic line?" Song Yi laughs and teases.

Gu Xingchuan put his arm around his waist and whispered, "isn't your ID called a dream?"

He said that, while Song Yi was still in a daze, he took Song Yi's mobile phone and neatly deleted Shen Li's wechat.

The author has something to say: love everyday!

Hair sugar, sprinkle dog blood, happiness is so simple.

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