boyfriend he is a snail

Gu Xiaolou in the video is wearing a loose blue and white sports vest.

The vest was too big and hung loosely on his body. Looking from the side, he could vaguely see his body.The sports shorts are very short, and the shapely and slender legs are exposed, as tender as two spring onions.Fu Mingcheng watched the uncensored ad, and he just wanted people to delete Gu Xiaolou's picture.

After saving the video, Fu Mingcheng raised his head and met Gu Xiaolou's sight.

Gu Xiaolou folded his hands and rested his head on it, his freshly washed and blow-dried hair lay softly on his forehead and temples.He was wearing light yellow pajamas, which made his complexion fairer and softer, like an egg with its shell peeled off.

Fu Mingcheng moved his fingers slightly, inexplicably wanting to poke twice.

Gu Xiaolou grinned at Fu Mingcheng, he lowered his head, fumbled in the pocket of his pajamas for a while, and slowly took out the envelope containing the money, with a slightly proud expression, he shook it at Fu Mingcheng.

Fu Mingcheng: "..."

Having earned the first sum of money in his snail life, Gu Xiaolou was immersed in quite a joyful mood.Fu Mingcheng was kind to him, and he kept everything in his heart.With this money, he wanted to buy a lot of sweets for Fu Mingcheng, but the other party didn't ask for his money, which made him a little discouraged.

Gu Xiaolou pushed the envelope to Fu Mingcheng's hand, got up and walked out slowly.

Fu Mingcheng looked at the envelope that was left at hand, held it in his hand and looked at it again and again, and finally he locked it in the safe and treated it like a treasure.

Gu Xiaolou's things gradually occupied Fu Mingcheng's room.

Half of the clothes in the locker were his clothes, and the slippers were the same style as Fu Mingcheng's, but the size was much smaller.His pillow and quilt cover are exactly the same as Fu Mingcheng's. On the table are not only the books read by Fu Mingcheng, but also the teaching books for Gu Xiaolou. The thickness gradually exceeds the other books placed.

But they obviously slept on the same bed, but Fu Mingcheng kept a distance from him even more than before.

When Gu Xiaolou stretched out his hands and feet, Fu Mingcheng would gently swing them back and cover them with a quilt.Accidentally turning over a few more times and bumping into each other, Fu Mingcheng turned around and slept on the other side.

This intentional distance was quickly noticed by Gu Xiaolou. When Fu Mingcheng entered the bedroom at night, Gu Xiaolou had already taken his place, lying on his side with his eyes closed, looking obedient.

But Fu Mingcheng knew that things were by no means as harmless as they appeared on the surface.

Smelling Fu Mingcheng's scent, Gu Xiaolou immediately opened his eyes.He lay flat, staring at each other with wet eyes.

Fu Mingcheng's hand that lifted the quilt stopped, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Gu Xiaolou plucked up his courage, but his eyes showed shyness, and said, "Together...to sleep..."

Fu Mingcheng lay on his side, Gu Xiaolou couldn't see his expression.

"Didn't they already sleep together?"

Gu Xiaolou: "..." He stretched out his hand to get under Fu Mingcheng's quilt, and finally touched the other's hand hanging by his side, and was about to shake it, but was dodged.

Gu Xiaolou's eyes darkened, thinking that the other party really didn't like him anymore, and he was avoiding him.

The little snail was injured, he slowly turned his back to Fu Mingcheng, and then pulled the quilt over his head.

Although Fu Mingcheng didn't turn his head to look at Gu Xiaolou, his attention was all on him.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Gu Xiaolou hadn't moved, he couldn't help turning his head slightly.Gu Xiaolou huddled under the quilt, unable to see anything.

Feeling flustered for no reason, Fu Mingcheng stretched out his hand to tear off Gu Xiaolou's quilt, but Gu Xiaolou held on tight and refused to let it be pulled away.

"Small building?" Fu Mingcheng called him tentatively.

Gu Xiaolou kept silent, stuffed the quilt under his body, and tried his best to hold it down.

Fu Mingcheng tried to pull it away, but he pushed the man's hand through the quilt, his eyes were sore, as if something was about to come out.

Blinking hard, when Fu Mingcheng pulled the quilt away, the tears on his cheeks obviously frightened the other party.

"Small building?"

He heard Fu Mingcheng calling him softly in his ear, cupped his face in his wide palm, and wiped away the tears dripping down his cheeks with his thumb.

One after another, the teardrops scrambled down from the corners of the eyes, smashing into Fu Mingcheng's hands.

Gu Xiaolou was immersed in sadness, he felt that Fu Mingcheng might abandon him.He didn't want the first money he finally earned, and he didn't let him touch him when he slept together these days.Sometimes when he gets close, Fu Mingcheng will take the initiative to back away from him...

Gu Xiaolou was overwhelmed by deep sadness as he recalled all kinds of things, and couldn't help crying.

The little snail's tears were very hot, and it fell on Fu Mingcheng's hand, his fingers connected to his heart, as if they were going to burn into his heart.He has seen his subordinates shed tears in front of him, and he has seen friends cry when they are frustrated.But there has never been a time like now, when seeing a simple little snail crying, there will be a slight pain in my heart.

"Don't cry." With a dry voice, Fu Mingcheng felt at a loss for the first time.

As if unable to hear Fu Mingcheng's comfort, Gu Xiaolou turned around and continued to cry.

The baby snail sighed faintly, and Fu Mingcheng suddenly turned in front of him, his tall body covering the light.His eyes dimmed, and something warm touched his forehead lightly.

The tear switch seemed to be pressed, Gu Xiaolou blinked, he looked up into Fu Mingcheng's eyes, and blinked his eyes moist with tears.

Carefully rubbing his cheeks with calloused fingertips, Fu Mingcheng said helplessly, "It finally stopped."

Gu Xiaolou suddenly pushed the man's hand away. A second ago, he was crying like a pear blossom with rain, but now his cheeks were quickly stained with a faint blush.He lay back on the bed, and was about to pull the quilt over his head when Fu Mingcheng grabbed his wrist.

Fu Mingcheng couldn't laugh or cry: "Sleeping with your head covered is not good for your health."

Gu Xiaolou said in a hoarse voice, "I...want...to make...money..."

The topic changed so quickly that Fu Mingcheng couldn't keep up with Gu Xiaolou's train of thought for a while.

"make money?"

Gu Xiaolou turned around, looked at the person sitting beside him, "Hmm..."

Money is the guarantee of life, this is what Gu Xiaolou learned in the video.Before Xiao Lin also told him the importance of money in life, although Fu Mingcheng didn't want his money, but...

He just wants to make money for Fu Mingcheng...

Gu Xiaolou glanced at his eyes and repeated persistently: "Make...money..."

Fu Mingcheng remained silent, because he disagreed with Gu Xiaolou's idea in his heart.The little snail has very little experience, and goes to work to earn money before he understands the common sense. What to do if he is bullied if he strides too far.Although he will protect him, he always feels that the other party should be carefree and don't have to worry about anything.

Seeing that Fu Mingcheng didn't speak, Gu Xiaolou recounted today's commercial shooting.He really likes to shoot commercials, he is a snail, he can do nothing but become a human, his movements are so slow that sometimes he is anxious for himself.But when Yizhan was filming commercials under the camera, he seemed to be like everyone else, he was not abnormal.

Gu Xiaolou had just cried, his cheeks were still moist, and his soft hair stuck to his cheeks.Fu Mingcheng pushed him away with his hands, and then moved his palms to the top of his head to rub.

"Let me think clearly."

Gu Xiaolou had no choice but to compromise, and waited for Fu Mingcheng to consider it.If Fu Mingcheng really didn't like him making money, then he wouldn't go, but before he refused, Gu Xiaolou still wanted to fight for a chance for himself.

In the office, Fu Mingcheng showed Gu Xiaolou the advertising video he participated in shooting.Gu Xiaolou stared at the screen carefully, not noticing that Fu Mingcheng was watching him.

After an advertisement was broadcast, Fu Mingcheng asked him, "How does it feel?"

Gu Xiaolou thought for a while, "Like...like..."

He felt that this scene was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

As the boss of Hengmeng, Fu Mingcheng works in an entertainment company, but he doesn't like the media and the spotlight.Unless it was a necessary interview, he declined all other invitations.

After so many years, only a few professional magazines have reported him, and he has never appeared in related programs on TV.

Now that Gu Xiaolou wants to participate in the filming, he will more or less have a relationship with the entertainment circle.This circle is like a big dye vat. How many people have a great view under the spotlight, but suffer from the hardships that are not known to outsiders.Gu Xiaolou's personality is pure and carefree, and he has been exposed to too many things in this circle, so his emotions will inevitably be affected.

Gu Xiaolou didn't know Fu Mingcheng's worries, and before the other party could speak, he turned to look at him.Fu Mingcheng lowered his eyes slightly, his eyelashes were long but not thick.

Gu Xiaolou was fascinated by those eyelashes, and involuntarily reached out to touch them.

Fu Mingcheng's eyelashes flicked, and he pulled Gu Xiaolou's hand down.Gu Xiaolou leaned closer, his ruddy lips were in front of his eyes, he had eaten jelly not long ago, his lips were soft and moist, like a delicate flower, exhaling a sweet breath.

Fu Mingcheng's throat was dry and itchy, and he suddenly wanted to bite it.When this thought came out, a strange heat rushed straight to the lower abdomen.

Fu Mingcheng froze all over, like a statue.

He, in the office, facing Gu Xiaolou, got erect.

Fu Mingcheng's emotional changes were obvious, Gu Xiaolou yelled in doubt, and the hot and humid breath was on the corner of Fu Mingcheng's lips.

A muffled panting was heard from the man, and when Gu Xiaolou went in without knowing it, Fu Mingcheng slightly pushed him away.

Fu Mingcheng barely maintained his composure, "I'm going to the bathroom."

The author has something to say: update ~ still heating up!

The article will involve a little bit of content in the entertainment industry, but very little, the kind that touches the edge... The most important thing is to write about the emotional interaction between the two... If I can't write the plot flow, I can only focus on the emotional flow-盗-

Also, a reader reminded me that I mixed up the black face that I was complained about before the attack, the black face of Bao Gong, the red face of Guan Gong... I... don't want to go back and find those words to fix it, everyone pretends that I wrote Bao Gong's face It's not Guan Gong's face, I'm sorry for making Guan Gong a scapegoat...TVT

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