King Jack Sue

Gu Xuan didn't want to bring up this matter again, so he closed his eyes, suppressed the grievance and anger in his heart, and then opened his eyes to look at Su Xun: "For the past, I don't mind what you did. I'm fussing with you, but if you don't let go of your next thought, don't blame me for being rude."

Su Xun looked at him quietly for a while and suddenly laughed: "Gu Xuan, you know me quite well, and you also know that I will do other things next?"

Gu Xuan's expression was indifferent: "Su Xun, your family background is mediocre, no better than Gao Qingyue's backstage, offending me will do you no good, I advise you not to ruin your future."

Su Xun nodded approvingly: "Well...it seems to be the case, and I'm a little scared when I say it."

Gu Xuan frowned.

Su Xun smiled: "Don't worry, I can't do things that are too harmful to nature. I just... simply don't want you to be with Yan Ci. If it was someone else, I might not be like this. If it was Yan Ci, I would I can't watch it anymore."

"..."

"He is so similar to that woman, I really can't bear it." Su Xun shrugged: "Speaking of which, Gu Xuan, I also resemble her. Why don't you like me? Just because I have a scheming heart? But obviously You're not going anywhere."

Gu Xuan turned her head away, there was a little impatience in her eyes.

"Forget it, since you don't want to see me so much, I won't stay here to annoy you. It's just that President Gu..." Su Xun stood up with a smile on his face, leaned over with his hands on the table, and looked at Gu provocatively. Xuan: "I expect you to ruin my future."

Gu Xuan: "..."

Su Xun chuckled, turned and left.

Today, Yan Ci's phone calls were almost bombarded by people. First, his roommates called to ask questions, then a few acquaintances called to ask about his health, and then a few people who seemed to be rivals in the school called to provoke and wish him well. He broke up with Gu Xuan early, and finally a gossip news agency from the school called for an interview.

Yan Ci:? ? ? ?

Forget about the front, what the hell is the back?

Rival?Where did the rival get my phone number?

Gossip club?Are all clubs so busy now?

Fuck, one by one will embarrass me, why don't you guys embarrass Gu Xuan, why don't honest people be easy to bully?

Yan Ci rolled his eyes, and simply turned off the phone and it was over.

What Ma De and Gu Xuan said is true, I really don’t dare to go to school these days, it’s like this even if I don’t go to school, if I go, I don’t know what will happen.

It's almost heavenly.

In order to calm down, Yan Ci decided to take another sleep. It was rare to wake up without going to class or part-time job, but it was already two o'clock in the afternoon when he woke up.

Yan Ci looked at the clock on the wall and sighed for a long time: No wonder I'm so hungry...

Gu Xuan’s family’s villa, Yan Ci, has been here a few times, and it’s clear what is there. Although there are few people in this house, there are many things that should be there, even the ingredients in the kitchen refrigerator. All still fresh.

Yan Ci fiddled in the kitchen for a while, casually made some food and ate it, then went to the study on the second floor.The study room is very large, divided into two halves by a curtain, half of which are computer chairs and high-end appliances, and half are wooden desks, bookcases, pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

Yan Ci thought about it and sat down at the wooden table.

Since Gu Xuan told him that he can use everything in the house as he pleases, then he is not polite.

Yan Ci is lazy by nature and has a casual personality, but occasionally he has a few long-term habits, such as practicing calligraphy.Although people who are not as good as certain habits practice every day, they basically touch them every week.

The paper is Xuan paper, the brush is soft brush, the ink is Hui ink, the inkstone is She inkstone, they are all good things, it's a pity that Gu Xuan is so violent that he doesn't even move.

Although Yan Ci complained so much, the first two words he wrote were "Gu Xuan."

There are relatively few things to do today. When Gu Xuan came back, it was only after four o'clock. He walked around the first floor and saw no one, so he went up to the second floor. He guessed that Yan Ci might be in the study, but he pushed the door open. Look, Yan Ci is really inside.

The door was ajar, and the sound of pushing the door was very soft, which did not disturb the focused Yan Ci.Yan Ci sat upright with his eyes down, hanging his wrist and holding the pen, under the soft pen, the ink path meandered and flowed.It happened that there was sunlight coming down from the west towards the window, lightly shining in, and in the gentle air and light, this person was so elegant and quiet that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Gu Xuan's heart skipped a beat.

He has never seen this scene before, but he feels that he has seen it many times, and he is very familiar with it, and he also likes it very much.

"Aci..."

Yan Ci paused, turned his head to see Gu Xuan standing by the door, and was a little surprised: "You...you are back? When did you come back?"

"Just now, there are few things to do today, so I came back early." Gu Xuan also came back to his senses, and walked to him: "What are you so focused on writing?"

Gu Xuan looked down, and there was a sentence just written on the rice paper:

If you ask how long you have been in love, unless you meet each other.

Gu Xuan cast a thoughtful glance at Yan Ci.

Yan Ci coughed and quickly explained: "Then don't think too much about it, this is in a poem, I didn't write it, and I didn't think about anyone."

Gu Xuan smiled but said, "You are in such a hurry to explain, I'm afraid I don't know that there is no silver 300 taels here?"

Yan Ci blushed: "What a mess."

"It's not a mess, I mean your handwriting is pretty."

"Generally, it's better looking than you."

"Is it prettier than my handwriting, or is it prettier than my person?"

Yan Ci saw that he was determined to make fun of himself, so he restrained his romantic thoughts at the beginning, and teased back unceremoniously: "Of course, words are prettier than words, and people are prettier than people."

Gu Xuan raised her eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

Yan Ci put down the brush, turned slightly, looked into his eyes and said boldly: "It means that my calligraphy is better than yours, and I am also more beautiful than you."

Gu Xuan smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Yan Ci didn't understand why.

Gu Xuan leaned over and pecked him on the face: "The people who are prettier than me are mine, so I'm not allowed to laugh."

Although Yan Ci's face blushed again, he still wanted to win the game: "Everyone."

"each other?"

"Cough...you are mine too."

Gu Xuan was silent for a while, then knelt down and took Yan Ci's right hand on his knee.

Gu Xuan's hands are always warm and nice, with a slightly reassuring strength, Yan Ci finds that Gu Xuan always seems to like to hold him like this.

"Gu Xuan, do you like holding my hand very much?"

"Ah."

"Why?"

"do not know."

Gu Xuan didn't say any more, raised his hand to his lips and kissed it lightly.

Light as a feather floats on water, yet ripples.

Yan Ci's heart was a little itchy by his shallow kiss: "Gu Xuan..."

"Ok?"

"I think……"

"Want to kiss me?" Gu Xuan raised his eyes to look at him, there was a sly smile in his eyes, but they were the color of stars, so pretty that no one could say anything to blame.

"Hmm..." Although a little embarrassed, Yan Ci still admitted it.

Gu Xuan smiled, stood up and pulled him up from the seat at the same time, and then pulled him to the side of the sofa to sit down: "I don't just want to kiss you."

Yan Ci's old face couldn't hold back: "In broad daylight..."

Gu Xuan raised her eyebrows: "What are you thinking about?"

"I... um..."

Gu Xuan didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore, so she took him into her arms and kissed him.

Yan Ci really wanted to kiss him, but apart from being surprised at the beginning, he didn't resist, and even took the initiative to seduce and tease Gu Xuan with the tip of his tongue.

When Gu Xuan was emotional, she pushed him down on the sofa with a little force, and the fabric rubbed against the fabric between the dense kisses, and her fingers intertwined, both confused and affectionate.