The villains are all my vests

Chapter 9 Debut is the pinnacle, and the pinnacle is retirement (9)

When Gu Zhihuan lay back on the bed, his whole body was about to fall apart.

Han Yue had enough food and drink, hugged Gu Zhihuan from behind, and fell asleep contentedly.

Gu Zhihuan opened his eyes from the darkness.

In the afternoon, the conversation between Han Yue and Jiao Pei flooded into her mind.

"If I hadn't cleverly stolen your account, Ruan Chenggang would be your dog son now!"

Back then, was the person who stole his account really Han Yue?

Gu Zhihuan narrowed his eyes.

In high school, Han Yue was a complete bastard, and Gu Zhihuan was a well-known good student. The biggest encounter between the two of them was in the head teacher's office.

However, one is to accept praise and the other is to accept humiliation.

Gu Zhihuan clearly remembered that at that time Han Yue often sneered at herself, wishing to peel off the skin of a good student like her.

How could he think of stealing his own account just to divorce Jiao Pei? !
Maybe because he noticed that Gu Zhihuan was not sleeping well, Han Yue muttered, grabbed Gu Zhihuan's hand from behind, held it in his palm, and kissed Gu Zhihuan's ear in a daze.

Gu Zhihuan looked down at Han Yue's big hand silently, and slowly closed his eyes.

The next day.

Mr. Han, who was overworked, was the first to wake up. As soon as he opened his eyes and wanted to sit up, he felt as if his head was about to split open. It was like a scene after a hangover.

Pressing his throbbing temple with one hand, Han Yue glanced at Gu Zhihuan who was sleeping in his arms, and was taken aback when his eyes fell on the suspicious hickey behind her ear.

Han Yue's expression froze instantly.

With trembling hands, he carefully lifted the quilt on Gu Zhihuan's body, and saw his masterpiece of the past two nights...

"Just say what you want."

"I knew it, you are only interested in my young body!"

"Get a divorce...I want to play professionally."

……

Han Yue stared at Gu Zhihuan tremblingly like a little chick, his face was blue and white as if he had seen a ghost.

What did he do after stepping in the sewer!

It's dark.

He actually wants to divorce Gu Zhihuan?

Want to play professionally?

And said that if she wins, let her move by herself?

And also exposed his account hacking? !

Han Yue sat on the bed in amazement, completely dumbfounded.

It's over, he won't be killed by his wife.

Is it reclamation or feeding the dogs?
Han Yue panicked.

Just when he was at a loss, Gu Zhihuan felt something was missing on his back, frowned, and opened his heavy eyelids.

After tossing and tossing for two consecutive days, Gu Zhihuan felt that his body was a little bit overwhelmed.

After being with Han Yue, this kid changed from his previous domineering and domineering appearance. In front of her, he was always polite and polite, an unbelievable gentleman.

Gu Zhihuan, who had just woken up, was a little lazy. She dragged the quilt, sat up wearily, leaned against the head of the bed, and rubbed her eyes: "Why did you wake up so early? There is no game today."

"..."

Han Yue's expression became even stiffer.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, tried to recall his expression two days ago, and drew a smile of a two-year-old boy: "Getting up early to train is the quality of a professional player."

Gu Zhihuan stopped rubbing her eyes.

She looked at Han Yue suspiciously.

"It's time to eat breakfast—it's time to train." Han Yue stood up immediately, trying his best to make himself a cold but frivolous character, "One day, I will blow that kid Jiao Pei's head off."

After finishing speaking, Han Yue walked in front of the computer aggressively, not even noticing that he was walking with the same hands and feet.

Gu Zhihuan took a pillow and leaned against her head: "I want to drink purple potato porridge."

Han Yue was about to say yes habitually, when he remembered that his current persona was no longer the "reciprocal" President Han, he was a rising star in the professional arena.

Immediately clenched the mouse, without looking back, said: "Do it yourself."

Damn, I'm afraid my wife will be angry.

How to act next is more proficient.

Han Yue's palms were covered with sweat.

Gu Zhihuan narrowed his eyes: "Han Sansiao."

"..."

"Stop pretending."

"..."

"Go and cook the porridge." Gu Zhihuan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him. The two had known each other since childhood and had been together for seven years. Gu Zhihuan was very familiar with this person, his expressions and movements.

When Han Yue uttered the first sentence, Gu Zhihuan had already noticed something was wrong.

Han Yue faced the screen, sweating profusely.

How to do how to do……

Is it too late to play dead now?
Seeing that Han Yue quickly buried himself in the keyboard, Gu Zhihuan put on his coat and said slowly, "I'll give you one last chance. Three—"

"My wife, I was wrong! It's not my fault! It's all the fault of the man who repaired the sewer! After the repair, he didn't even put the manhole cover on! I definitely didn't want to divorce you! I definitely didn't steal your number..." Han Yue kicked his feet. Kicking off, she threw herself directly onto the bed and hugged Gu Zhihuan.

Gu Zhihuan raised his eyelids in surprise.

Under normal circumstances, Han Yue would always be steady and silent in front of her, as if he lost all his youthful aura overnight and became extraordinarily mature.

Also very strange.

Meeting Gu Zhihuan's gaze, Han Yue obviously realized that he was a little too lively, and he let go of Gu Zhihuan in embarrassment.

After staring at each other silently for a moment, Han Yue stood up: "You rest first, I'll cook the porridge."

The tall figure is like a pug abandoned by its owner.

Perhaps because she has been playing the role of taking care of Han Yue these two days, Gu Zhihuan's heart suddenly softened, and she raised her hand to hook Han Yue.

Han Yue paused.

"Lie down with me for a while." Gu Zhihuan said.

Han Yue didn't move.

The arm hooked by Gu Zhihuan was tense, revealing strong muscle lines.

It took a full half a minute before Han Yue suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and lay back on the bed.

After lying on his back for a while, he took another look at Gu Zhihuan: "Want me to hug you?"

In the past, when Gu Zhihuan heard such words, he might have rejected them directly, but for some reason, Gu Zhihuan always felt that when Han Yue said these words, it was actually more like——Can I hug you?

Taking a deep breath, Gu Zhihuan nodded slowly.

　Where is the recommendation of love~~~
　　


(End of this chapter)