roommate he is straight

"You look good." Fu Lang said angrily.

Gu Erli felt a little guilty from his eyes, stood up and took out a tissue to wipe his mouth and said, "What's wrong with you."

clam?

You still ask me what's wrong?

I fucking love you!

While lying skillfully, he was sitting at the door eating a box lunch.If Lu Yaobei hadn't told me that you were in the company and wanted to come over to give you a surprise, I wouldn't have known that you were in such a desperate state.

Just like that, you still put on the phone and play tricks on me.

Fu Lang was angry and distressed, looked at the cold lunch box in his hand and said, "I'll settle the score with you later."

Gu Erli turned his head and said to the uncle worker: "Please help me look at it first, I have something to do."

The uncle worker nodded and said, "Okay!"

Then he pulled Fu Lang to the front of the car. Fu Lang leaned on the car and looked at him, standing there with his arms folded, with an expression of pleading guilty.

Gu Erli opened the car door, and said pitifully: "Is it okay to settle the accounts after going home, and save face for me outside."

Fu Lang stopped laughing, kicked him and said, "Gu Erli, I'll fuck you."

Gu Erli sat in the driver's seat and patted the seat next to him.

"Come on, don't fuck me, uncle, fuck me."

Seeing his cheap face, Fu Lang didn't bother to bother with him, sat in the co-pilot, glanced at the brake disc and said, "Oh, CEO, your Porsche Cayenne is pretty good, with an 8-speed automatic, it's cool. "

Gu Erli replied awkwardly: "New...newly bought."

Fuck, I don't know why I feel guilty.What about buying a car.

"President, you are really romantic, and you still wear perfume." Fu Lang smelled it on his shoulder, and smiled, "Kenzo's."

"Boss, I beg you not to talk to me like that." Gu Erli was about to cry, and just when the red light stopped for a few minutes, he blinked and looked at Fu Lang, "I'm going to die of pain these days."

"Damn it." Fu Lang pinched his face with one hand, took out a tissue with the other, and wiped the corners of his mouth carefully.

I didn't pay attention to leaving a grain of rice in the meal just now, how awkward it looks.

It's much more pleasing to the eye after wiping it off.

"Okay." Fu Lang let go of his face, but Gu Erli never turned his gaze away.

He kept staring at Fu Lang, seeing his thin lips from his straight nose.

He couldn't help licking the corner of his lips.

"No." Gu Erli said softly.

"What's wrong?" Fu Lang was a little puzzled.

"Come here and smell it carefully." Gu Erli grabbed his waist and leaned into his arms, "Is it Kenzo?"

"Let's drive your car!" Fu Lang glanced at the driver next to him from the corner of his eye, and sat upright.

Gu Erli almost flew home all the way.

When he entered the door, he took off his coat, threw it on the hanger, and just put it on.

"I'm exhausted." Gu Erli lay on the sofa, looked at Fu Lang out of the corner of his eye, patted his thigh and said, "Come here, sit down."

"Fuck you big watermelon." Sitting next to him, Fu Lang turned his face and asked him, "Tell me, what's going on?"

"You let me take it easy." Gu Erli moved to him, put his hands on his thighs, and then leaned his face closer and said, "It's really not Kenzo, if you don't believe me, come and smell it."

Fu Lang turned his head slightly, wiped the tip of his nose against him, but didn't approach him, looked at him leisurely and said, "I've smelled it, it's definitely it."

While speaking, they could feel each other's warm breaths.

Gu Erli stared at those two thin pink lips for a moment, feeling his throat was a bit dry.

Just when he was about to stick it up for a kiss, Fu Lang stretched out a finger to block it.Then he raised his eyebrows lightly.

"Say, what's going on?"

He had never seen such an incomprehensible person!

Gu Erli freed up one hand and pressed it on the sofa behind him, looking down at Fu Lang slightly: "I'll tell you slowly later, using body language."

Fu Lang frowned, turned back and pressed him down: "Don't keep interrupting."

"Okay, okay." Gu Erli was very helpless, watching him confine his hand and said, "Let go first, your posture makes me feel very insecure."

Before Fu Lang let go, he heard a slight sound behind him.

The two looked at the door at the same time.

Gu Chen who pushed the door and entered, saw the scene.

His dear, outstanding and handsome son was pressed down by a young man, with his hands raised above his head and pressed on the sofa, with a look of refusal and welcome.

Gu Chen turned his head and left, covered his eyes and said, "I just remembered. I have to pay the electricity bill."

"dad!"

"uncle!"

The simultaneous voices of the two did not stop Gu Chen from walking.

Fu Lang immediately let go of Gu Erli, and the two looked at each other, feeling a little ashamed.

"You have something to say just now, and it's over." Fu Lang glanced at him.

"I'll explain everything."

"Be lenient when confessing and be strict when resisting." Fu Lang crossed his arms and listened to him say it from beginning to end.

After listening, I couldn't help but sighed.

Gu Erli thought he was going to say something.

But in the end he didn't say anything, just held his hand silently.

"Don't act like I'm dying." Gu Erli smiled, "Look, let's see how your boyfriend makes a comeback."

"Lizi, I know you don't want me to worry." Fu Lang looked into his eyes and said seriously, "Although this difficulty is quite heavy, we can handle it together very steadily."

If he knew that there was a road in front of him, Gu Erli would fall beyond recognition.

He will prepare wear-resistant shoes, bring all the luggage, and be ready to face the ups and downs with him.Instead of holding his hand, tell him not to go.

"Goddam." Gu Erli threw himself into his arms and said firmly, "I will work hard."

Fu Lang patted him on the shoulder and said, "I believe in you."

When Fu Lang came back from Italy, he checked in a lot of things, and the text message notified that the things would arrive the next day.

In the evening, Fu Lang took out his mobile phone and showed him the picture, there were exquisitely crafted cufflinks.A vintage military coat, and a pocket watch from a market.All kinds of weird gadgets.

Gu Erli looked at the beautifully carved cufflinks and said, "I can wear them when I attend Beibei's wedding."

"Lu Yaobei?" Fu Lang was quite surprised, "Who did he marry?"

"He Zheng." Gu Erli compared his height and said, "That mixed-race male model with exceptionally long legs."

"Damn it." Fu Lang was a little surprised, "The two got married so soon?"

"I feel fast too." After speaking, Gu Erli turned and went to take a shower.

Fu Lang was lying on his bed, looking at the ceiling with his arms on his pillow.

"chestnut."

Gu Erli was looking for underwear everywhere in his slippers, when he heard Fu Lang's low voice.

"I do not want to get married."

Gu Erli was taken aback for a moment, wondering why he suddenly mentioned this.

"If you don't want to tie it up, then don't tie it up." Gu Erli turned on the shower and stood under it, raised his head and said, "Let's talk about love for a lifetime."

It doesn't matter whether you get married or not, as long as he likes him, that's enough.

The failure of Fu Lang's parents' marriage brought some negative emotions to him. Marriage may even lead to divorce.

Fu Lang didn't speak for a long time, lying on the bed not knowing what to think.

Gu Erli pushed open the bathroom door, and smiled at him with his head exposed: "I squeezed too much shower gel, why don't you share it?"

Fu Lang glanced at him, his wet hair was dripping water, his abdominal muscles were criss-crossed, and the water droplets gleamed under the light, looking particularly elastic.

Without hesitation at all, he stood up from the bed, walked over and opened the bathroom door, and then closed it with a bang.

Fu Lang lived in Gu Erli's house so much that he couldn't think of his mother anymore. He cooked with Gu Chen every day, and went for a walk with Gu Erli after eating.

Recently he has been editing films, so he spends a lot of time at home.

When Gu Erli was busy, he was able to read a day's copywriting, and Fu Lang always felt that his serious work seemed to be a completely different person.

His eyes were murderous, flashing a sharp and decisive light.

It was said that one of He Zheng's Japanese uncles came over that day, and Gu Erli had a meal with him.

When he came back from the meal, the smiling face was very bright.

When he opened the door, he hugged Fu Lang and spun around. Because they couldn't stand firmly, they both fell on the wool carpet.

Fortunately, the carpet is thick and there is no pain from falling.

Gu Erli put his arms around Fu Lang's waist, lay on the ground and whispered in his ear, "I really did it."

He Zheng's uncle is a weird middle-aged uncle with a bad temper and doesn't understand Chinese.It all depends on the translator next to him to explain to him.

Considering the uncle's eating habits, Gu Erli deliberately chose a barbecue restaurant.

Talk to him over a beer.

The man didn't say much, and simply asked him what he thought.

"What we want to do is an IP, not an animation. Music, games, and peripherals are derived from film and television works in the later stage. It forms a cultural industry." Gu Erli said with confidence, "I personally have some experience in this area."

Uncle He Zheng bowed his head and said something to the translator.

The translator repeated: "He asked why you were fired from the company."

"Of course I was fired by the company because of my personal reasons. I suffered a lot because I didn't have the ability to manage the company's employees well." Gu Erli smiled, "But I feel that I have gained a lot. I hope you can give me a chance."

He Zheng's uncle didn't say anything, nodded, and asked for a translation.

Then he said goodbye to Gu Erli with a smile: "Sayunara."

Gu Erli also waved at him: "Sayunara~"

After a while, the translator came over and said to Gu Erli with a smile, "Mr. Gu, just now Qingtian praised you, saying that this young man is very ambitious, not bad."

Gu Erli smiled, walked out of the barbecue restaurant, and received an email in both Chinese and Japanese when he got home.

He Zheng's Uncle Qingtian said he was willing to cooperate with him.

"Hasn't your company withdrew its shares yet?" Fu Lang rubbed his neck, a little doubtful.

"It doesn't matter. Our company has no non-competition rules. As long as I don't use the resources there to share illegally, nothing will happen." Gu Erli said in a deep voice, with a kind of self-confidence from the inside out, "When the time comes, I will I plan to directly annex, acquire the original company, and change the name."

The flames in the European-style fireplace were booming, and the sound of burning charcoal was beeping. Gu Erli felt so relieved that he was about to fall asleep.

Suddenly there was the laughter of children outside, mixed with the sound of firecrackers, and it sounded very festive.

Fu Lang's back was baked and he was sweating. He sat up from the carpet, drank a glass of water, and looked at the window sill.

"New Year approached."

"Yeah, it's really fast."

"Well. Get up."

Fu Lang stretched out his hand to him, "Come on, let's build a snowman."

He smiled and held it gently, feeling dry and warm in his palm.