Gu Wang forced himself to look away from He Qinghuan's face.

Under the warm-toned lights, He Qinghuan's eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, like carvings and paintings. Gu Wang felt inexplicably that the person in front of him was as bewitching as a demon god.

Gu Wang gritted his teeth, his elbow almost lost strength. He almost used all his strength to kick He Qinghuan's right shoulder, his throat was filled with hot heat.

"Get out." It's like a little beast that is so angry that it is teased.

He Qinghuan stopped when he clicked, took the opportunity to withdraw his hand, but licked the corners of his lips in Gu Wang's eyes.

!!!!!!

Gu Wang is about to explode.

He stood up from the bed, rushed to the door, and wanted to go downstairs to get some air. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the aunt holding the cut fruit in her hand and about to knock on the door.

The aunt was startled by Gu Wang, "What's wrong? Why is this? Why is her face so red?"

Gu Wang couldn't say it.

He took the fruit from his aunt's hand and said in a depressing way.

Gu Wang's temper was clear. Even though she had become a little obedient during this period, she was still worried. The aunt glanced into the room and said, "Don't bully your classmates."

Gu Wang, "..."

Is it possible? It’s not certain who bullies who?

Gu Wang couldn't really complain to the adults, and said dryly, "I understand."

The aunt nodded and said, "I'm making wontons and eating some hot soup when it rains. Is there anything your classmate doesn't want to eat?"

Gu Wang didn't know.

"Don't even shrimp skin, seaweed, coriander."

In fact, Gu Wang knew it subconsciously, but he couldn't understand it better.

The aunt said that it was not good to pick on food, and walked downstairs.

Gu Wang held a large plate of fruit in his hand, and closed the door and returned to the room with his fate. He placed the three-legged small coffee table on the carpet, and Gu Wang put the fruit on it.

Without saying a word, he took clothes from the cabinet to take a shower.

He Qinghuan thought the boy was angry, so he glanced at him and saw a striking crimson behind his ears, and was shy.

The sound of water in the bathroom was heard.

Gu Wang adjusted the water temperature to a lower than usual, and wanted to water the heat.

Especially the position of the ankle bone almost burned into the blood.

Gu Wang looked down and saw that there were faint biting marks in the place where He Qinghuan had kissed lightly before. It seemed like a kiss, but it was actually a licking and biting.

When Gu Wang came out of the bathroom, He Qinghuan was watching a movie and leaning carelessly against the end of the bed. He heard the sound of water stop. The next second, the bathroom door opened and the boy came out from inside with his wet hair.

In the hot bathroom, the boy's face was slightly reddish, and water droplets rolled from the tip of his hair to his neck, and hid in his collar, wetting part of the fabric.

Gu Wang's pajamas were loose, and his soft trousers made him look very long and his top was also a loose long-sleeved T-shirt. When he bent down to get the dry towel from the cabinet, his collar slid down, and his deep collarbone was tortuous.

He Qinghuan's Adam's apple rolled slightly, then looked away lightly.

He slowly chewed a piece of mango in his mouth. The flesh was delicate, sweet and soft, and the juice was mellow. He Qinghuan's eyes were as dark as the sky outside the window.

In fact, he and Gu Wang have never been like this.

It should be a healthy expectation.

Before Gu Wang got into a car accident, their status was unequal. Gu Wang also stuck with He Qinghuan to hug him and stay overnight, and He Qinghuan could even refuse.

After the car accident, Gu Wang couldn't stand up, so it became a play for He Qinghuan alone.

Like this, in a room, the boy could still walk around, and he was so vivid that he wanted to bloom tomorrow. He Qinghuan lowered his eyes, feeling a little sad and a little painful.

Gu Wang was afraid that He Qinghuan would blow his hair for him, so he ran to the bathroom and locked the door and dried his hair before he came out. When he came out, he saw two bowls of steaming wontons on the small coffee table.

He was stunned, "Auntie brought it up?"

The two of them sat face to face, and Gu Wang would turn his head to watch a movie from time to time, but he was never attentive to eat.

"My birthday next month."

In the quiet room, He Qinghuan said softly.

Gu Wangsi was in the movie and heard He Qinghuan's voice, and he turned back half a beat slower, "What?"

He Qinghuan's eyes looked blurred in the rising white mist, and he patiently repeated, "I'm going to have a birthday next month."

Gu Wang said "ah" blankly, "Then today is twenty-nine..."

He Qinghuan didn't say it, Gu Wang almost forgot.

It’s not that he didn’t know, it’s because he hasn’t celebrated He Qinghuan’s birthday for a long time, so it’s something he often did before.

There was a round and fat wonton in the spoon. The mouth was very hot. Gu Wang half-hung his eyelids and wanted to blow it cool before eating. He asked He Qinghuan, "Then, say happy birthday in advance?"

It can be said that it is very sloppy and perfunctory.

He Qinghuan's spoon was gently stirred in the bowl. He lowered his eyes, his emotions were not revealed, "Do you know what I want?"

Gu Wang held wontons in his mouth and ate them slowly absent-mindedly.

He was vague, his eyes flashed a little, "I know."

Gu Wang only said that he knew, but didn't say what he would do.

He Qinghuan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and said softly, "It's good to know."

Just know.

Now, Gu Wang is willing to do anything. What he does now is not as hard as Gu Wang has suffered.

At least He Qinghuan could feel that the other party had a faint response to him.

The aunt came to collect the bowl. It was raining outside. Gu Wang was drowsy on the carpet. He said to He Qinghuan, "Remember to turn off the lights when you go to bed later and help me take the door." Then he climbed onto the bed and got into the quilt.

Turn off the lights and bring the door with you? Why do you need to bring the door with you? Isn’t the door closed now?

The musical's voice was turned down and it was turned off soon, and finally the room fell into a quiet darkness.

Gu Wang was sleeping in a daze and felt the quilt being lifted up, the bed beside him sinking, and the smell of lime came into his breath.

Gu Wang subconsciously leaned into the arms of the person beside him and buried his face in the man's arms. It was not until he was gently patted by someone on his back that Gu Wang suddenly woke up.

He raised his face and retreated from He Qinghuan's arms as if he was burned. He stretched out his legs under the quilt and kicked He Qinghuan, "Don't there be a guest room?"

He Qinghuan easily suppressed the person, and half of his body pressed on Gu Wang. Gu Wang's stretched out legs were pinched by him. He Qinghuan's eyes were still clearly in the dark room, and people could still clearly feel its gaze at you.

"I recognize the bed."

gab.

It's like saying it's the same as when you often sleep in his bed.

After struggling with movements, Gu Wang was panting, he said with a slight panting, "Do you not recognize my bed?"

He Qinghuan laughed softly, reached out and pushed away the hair on Gu Wang's forehead, "I don't recognize the bed I looked at."

I recognize people, not beds.

Gu Wang was really sleepy. He was dizzy after being circulated by He Qinghuan for a few words.

He Qinghuan put his hand behind his head and gently helped him to follow his hair. The hair under his hands was soft and felt very good. People with soft hair were soft.

"Oh, come to my house on my birthday, okay?"

Gu Wang was confused, "Don't go."

“…”

Gu Wang's face naturally buried it in He Qinghuan's neck, and said in a muffled voice, "I will give you a gift."

He patted He Qinghuan on the shoulder, "Don't be anxious."

He Qinghuan, “…”

After about a long time, Gu Wang fell asleep, and He Qinghuan moved and took some of the people into his arms.

It doesn't matter if there is no gift.

You want to be happy.

The rain stopped in the middle of the night, and it stopped abruptly.

At six or seven o'clock in the morning, there were birds singing. The greening of this villa area was done well, and a thin layer of white mist floated in the air.

The sky was gray and white, with only a few bright white light coming out of the clouds of varying thickness.

It must be a good day today.

When the alarm clock rang, Gu Wang opened his eyes and stared at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling for a while. He reached out to touch the location beside him, but it was still hot.

He Qinghuan should have just gotten up not long ago.

The lights in the bathroom are on, illuminating from two layers of frosted glass, making the interior look gentle and peaceful.
To be continued...