Chapter 66

Gu Xingchuan's breath is short, the silent air is particularly clear.

It was quiet for half a minute.

"Are you teasing me?" he said in a low, husky voice

Song Yi gently smiles. Gu Xingchuan has been stirring up and down so many times. Can't he just allow the state officials to set fire and forbid the common people to light the lamp, "what if I tease you?"

"Not clean up." Gu Xingchuan stopped for a moment and enunciated clearly, "where are you? I've come to see you. "

Song Yi knew what he wanted to do. After staying with him for such a long time, Song Yi's tone was clear and clear, avoiding the heavy and ignoring the light. "I'll be home soon. You don't have to send me off."

He said quickly press the hang up, the corner of his mouth involuntarily up, I like your words, he did alpha, and lovers almost said, affectionate, charming and graceful, but there is no such a heart sprouting.

Maybe I met the right person this time.

This kind of thing is unreasonable. He and Gu Xingchuan fought secretly for Shen Liming for a whole adolescence. They hated each other, gnashing their teeth and avoiding each other. They didn't realize that they would be together after so many years.

Song Yi touched her jaw and recalled her high school days. Gu Xingchuan didn't do any bad things. When he was in trouble with others, he was also rushing to move his fist. Otherwise, it was all kinds of pranks of primary school students, which made people laugh and laugh. He never used Gu Shaoyuan's name to crush anyone. He could not see that he was a rich young master.

This may be the reason why he would be attracted to Gu Xingchuan. If Gu Xingchuan was like Shen Du, Song Yi would be too lazy to look at it.

Before one o'clock in the morning, the street lamps were emitting milky light, and the sky was dotted with stars. Song Yi's car stopped at the door of Shen's house and reached for the door key from his coat pocket.

The whistle of "whew" is clear.

Song Yi looks back. Gu Xingchuan leans against a black car. On a cold night in late autumn, he is wearing a thin pure Gray Hoodie. The smooth lines of his lumbar muscles are indistinct. His lower body is a pair of loose shorts. His calf muscles are tight, and his male hormones are bursting.

This is a nondescript, a look is particularly urgent to change clothes.

Song Yi's heart leaped fiercely for a while, and she felt numb. "How did you come?"

Gu Xingchuan strode over, nodded his head and sniffed his neck socket. The familiar taste was sweet and dry, and his heart gradually became stable. He approached Song Yi's ear and whispered, "I'll take care of you."

Although Song Yi knew what he was here for, she didn't expect to be so straightforward. Her face was slightly hot and she coughed, "fourth master, they will be back soon. Don't make a fool of yourself."

Gu Xingchuan took a look at the dark lights in the upstairs. He raised his hand and twisted Song Yi's clean and flawless earlobe. He felt soft and soft, "so we should seize the time."

His hands were cold, and Song Yi shivered. He glanced at Gu Xingchuan and estimated that there was wormwood in all directions. He could not run today, so he simply lay down and enjoy himself.

Song Yi felt the key chain from her pocket to open the door. She whispered, "wait a moment. I'll go in and see if the dog is bolted."

"I can't wait." Gu Xingchuan put his arm around his waist from behind. He pressed his waist tightly against Song Yi, breathing heavily, "don't go to your house, go to my car."

Song Yi thought that she must be so passionate. She looked back. Under the white street lamp, Gu Xingchuan's eyelashes were light and fluffy. Her slender eyes were sharp, like a cold awn. She was unexpectedly beautiful, which made her heart soften. It was time to feed her dog.

He patted his waist bound arm, Gu Xingchuan slightly relaxed, Song Yi adjusted his breath, nodded, and gently "um".

Gu Xingchuan clenched his wrist, opened the back door of the rear seat and pressed it neatly. Although the back seat of the luxury car is spacious, it is still narrow to accommodate two men one meter eight.

Song Yi lies on her back on the leather seat with her long legs bent and unable to fully extend. The slight lemon fragrance in the air flows, "have you changed the fragrance?"

Gu Xingchuan can't care to talk. He arched Song Yi's black velvet coat with his forehead, and there was a layer of impeding sweater underneath. He pulled the sweater edge impatiently and lifted his two hands up. Song Yi cooperated with him and unfolded his arms and calmly laughed, "don't worry, I can't go home tonight."

Gu Xingchuan looked at him from the bottom to the top. His eyes were green and bright. Like the hungry wolf, "you said, I won't go home tonight."

Song Yi let him see some flustered, gently nodded the jaw, "I will accompany you to make a fool of tonight."

Gu Xingchuan pointed at him with a crooked mouth and a sinister smile. He said vaguely, "don't cry for a moment and ask me to let you go."

Song Yi's ears were burning, and her heart was pounding. She pursed her lips and patted him on his cold face. "I'm not going back on my word."

An hour later, he began to regret that he had said so much and didn't give himself a way back. Gu Xingchuan's firepower was full and he was tireless. The sweat on his cheek dripped down the sharp jaw line into Song Yi's neck socket, which was indefatigable.

With the ups and downs of the spectacle frame, Song Yi's nose aches. He simply takes off his glasses, holds them in his hand, slightly opens his mouth to adjust his breathing, but inhales Gu Xingchuan's pheromone.Overhead is a glass skylight, bright stars clear and bright, silver white moon clear.

Gu Xingchuan suddenly did not move. He rubbed the tip of his nose against Song Yi's neck socket. He breathed heavily and said lazily, "take a rest. Today, I rehearsed the opening dance of the concert. I've been dancing for seven hours. Now I'm tired."

Song Yi didn't adapt to this feeling of fullness. Her back was stiff and she bit her lips. "Then you go down."

"No, I'm not finished." Gu Xingchuan raised his head and looked at him greedily, "I'm so happy to hear you say you like me."

So you're going to clean me up? Song Yi hummed in her heart. Without her glasses, she saw Gu Xingchuan's outline. She could only squint her eyes and said, "you can go out in the middle of the night and wear thicker clothes."

As soon as the voice dropped, a hum of the car's engine sounded, and the fourth master Shen and his party came back.

Song Yi was startled and held his breath. Fourth Lord Shen asked strangely, "how can Xiaoyi's car stop at the door?"

Uncle Liu replied vaguely. Fourth master Shen was quiet for a few seconds. Heavy footsteps sounded. He came step by step and stopped in front of Gu Xingchuan's window. The window was covered with anti peep film to see the dark.

Whose car is this

Fourth master Shen's stern voice seemed to be on the side of her ear. Song Yi's heart beat up and down, and her muscles tightened. For the first time, she was carrying her elders to do such a thing.

He is scared, Gu Xingchuan is to let him can't help, close to his ear, hoarse, "you relax."

Every family in the community has several cars. It's normal for him not to know him. Fourth master Shen doesn't ask, and turns around and takes a group of people to go home.

Song Yi's hanging heart finally fell in her stomach. She regretted that she had been bombarded by gunfire at her own door. She should let Gu Xingchuan drive away a little. If someone ran into her, she would have wanted to die.

Gu Xingchuan calmed down and looked at him with great interest. Song Yi usually had hair gel fixed hair scattered on her face, and no glasses. Her beautiful eyes were confused and out of focus. She looked fragile and itchy.

"Are you so afraid?" Gu Xingchuan asked.

Song Yi wanted face and pretended to be indifferent. "It's OK. I'm afraid you'll be embarrassed."

Gu Xingchuan chuckled, pinched his cheek, lowered his head, touched Song Yi's clear eyelashes, "your eyelashes are really long."

He said, like a raindrop of kisses fell on the bridge of Song Yi's nose, "your nose is really strong."

"Your lips are so soft." He pinches Song Yi's cheek and kisses her deeply.

Song Yi wants to bite him, remembering that he said that at the concert, Gu Xingchuan can't sing with his tongue open. He bears it down and is forced to accept this overbearing kiss.

When she separated, Song Yi took a big breath. Her breath didn't have a beat. She said angrily, "I used to say that you are a rogue. I really blame you."

"Well?" Gu Xingchuan reluctantly touched his red cheek.

Song Yi bit her teeth and said, "you are a whore, devil."

Gu Xingchuan chuckled, and the small motor started to move, sticking to Song Yi's ear with a bad gasp, "who let you provoke me, I'll depend on you."

Song Yi didn't know what to say about him. After so many years of thick skinning, he didn't win Gu Xingchuan.

Fourth master Shen did not doubt that he had him. At this age, he would not think blindly. He waved. Uncle Liu took a document and handed it to Song Yi. "The time is fixed. You can go to lighthouse country for a seminar in half a month. Start to prepare."

Song Yi took over the document and turned over several pages. She was very happy. Love and career were equally important. She found a chance to share the good news with Gu Xingchuan. As for the fourth master Shen's saying that he would not meet

Song Yi couldn't even control his own heart, and of course he couldn't control master Gu's legs.

Song Yi didn't need to bring too many things when she went abroad for short-term travel. She could go to a seminar and bring a lot of things. All kinds of procedures were in a mess. Although fourth master Shen took care of her, she didn't have to do it by herself, but she was still very busy.

As a result, Song Yi was invited to the scene to deal with the family disputes by the program team of "family defense war". Only then did he remember Zhao Hongyan.

Song Yi flatly refused the invitation of the program group, and would not waste time on the program to confront Zhao Hongyan. It was meaningless to fight for the right or wrong.

He sent a copy of the telephone recording to the program producer as his reply.

The producers were very surprised. "Family defense" is a very local program, which is full of love and hatred of the common people. For the first time, the family members of the artists appeared on the stage, and the ratings were not so hot.

What's more, Song Yi's popularity has been rising recently, and this issue's ratings and selling point ads have made a profit.

A few days before the broadcast of "family defense war", a few days ago, a notice was broadcast on various platforms. Zhao Hongyan was heartbroken, and the title was "when the popular artist's mother complained on the scene that her adopted son was too unfeeling. Was she born or raised?"

It's a real gimmick.

This kind of relationship topic of giving birth to kindness has caused a lot of bloodshed in recent years. It has become a popular star, and it has not been broadcast. It has caused a heated discussion on microblog.Most people think that giving birth to a child is more important than giving birth to it. After all, it takes ten months to give birth to a child. Raising a child can be as long as ten years and twenty years of careful cultivation.

Many people have guessed Song Yi on his microblog. Recently, they have come all the way to greet him as a white eyed wolf, even his mother.

wait until the full version of the program is broadcast on weekends. Everyone is watching micro-blog make complaints about the marketing numbers.

Song Yi sits in front of the computer, holding a coffee cup, looking at the unfamiliar and familiar face on the screen, feeling complicated.

Zhao Hongyan specialized in a make-up, looking younger, in the face of the spotlight, embarrassed to pinch the corner of his coat, "I'm here to find my lost child today."

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