I am a rich man

With a dry throat, Song Yuan opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, and stared at the dark room in a daze for a moment.

As his thoughts came back little by little, he recognized that the room he was in belonged to Gu Yingchi, lifted the quilt, opened the curtains, adjusted the quilt, and went downstairs.

"Are you leaving again?" Gu Yuhe, who was sitting on the sofa eating, saw him going downstairs, and quickly got up and asked.

There was a strange smell in the living room, Gu Yuhe's mouth turned red, and he was sticking out his tongue crazily, looking like he was being scorched.

Po Song Yuan's eyes fell on the bowl in his hand. There was a bowl of milk and a bunch of ingredients. It looked normal, but it smelled...very bad.

Surrounded by that smell, Song Yuan looked a little complicated, and for a moment didn't know whether to answer Gu Yuhe's words first, or to hold his breath and go back upstairs.

Following Song Yuan's gaze and looking at the bowl in his hand, Gu Yuhe blinked and realized why the atmosphere around him was so weird.

He approached Song Yuan, handed the bowl in front of Song Yuan, and said with a smile: "It just smells bad, but it tastes delicious. If you smell it again, you will feel very fragrant."

Song Yuan took two steps back, and couldn't help frowning due to the strong stench, his originally pale face looked even worse.

He seems to know this thing, called snail-si-fen.

I've only heard it from others, but I've never eaten it, and I've never seen anyone eat it.

"Do you want to try it? I bought more than 100 packs!" Seeing his resistance, Gu Yuhe took back his bowl, took another sip, and sighed, "It's so delicious, it's so delicious, I regret not knowing about it earlier. It doesn't taste very good, but it tastes really good."

"No, no need." Song Yuan held his breath, shook his head, stopped drinking the water, turned and walked upstairs.

When he reached the stairs, he remembered something and turned to Gu Yuhe and asked, "Is Gu Yingchi here?"

"My uncle is taking a bath." Gu Yuhe pointed to the upstairs, "It seems to be washing in the guest room, which is the one opposite the master bedroom. Go and have a look."

As soon as Song Yuan stepped on the stairs, he heard Gu Yuhe behind him take two mouthfuls of noodles, and asked him loudly, "Are you really not eating Song Yuan? It's really delicious! Don't be shy, come and drink noodles together, the taste is really real It’s amazing. It’s delicious, huhuhu—”

He was so hot that he kept exhaling.

Song Yuan quickened his pace and went upstairs as if fleeing.

The air on the second floor also seemed to have some smell. Song Yuan felt uncomfortable, smelled himself, and seemed to be smelled too.

His expression froze for a moment, he glanced at the guest room and the master bedroom, thinking about whether to go to Gu Yingchi.

Finally, he stopped in front of the guest room and knocked on the door.

Footsteps could be heard inside, and a few seconds later, the door was opened. Gu Yingchi, who was wearing pajamas, stood at the door and paused when he saw him wiping his hair, "Are you hungry?"

The deep and magnetic voice brushed against his ears like a feather, and his eyes met his slightly exposed chest. Song Yuan looked away as if his eyes were scalded, and shook his head, "Thank you, I'm going back."

"Live here first." Gu Yingchi said, "Leave after you find a suitable house."

"No need." Song Yuan shook his head.

Now he even wants to go back, take a shower, change his clothes, and get rid of the faint smell on his body.

"Is there something wrong when you go back?" Gu Yingchi was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes to stare at the wound on Song Yuan's forehead: "If there is nothing wrong, let's heal the injury here before going back."

Song Yuan still wanted to refuse, but was blocked by what he continued to say, "It's not free, you have to pay the rent."

Song Yuan was silent.

The air was filled with the faint smell of shower gel, which came from Gu Yingchi, and it smelled very good.

Song Yuan lowered his gaze for a moment before whispering, "How much is the rent?"

Gu Yingchi chuckled, "Six hundred a month, you can bargain."

Song Yuan did not counter-offer, "One month. I will give you the money at the end of the month."

Gu Yingchi didn't speak, but suddenly stepped forward.

A magnified face suddenly appeared in front of him, Song Yuan's back stiffened, and he stood there blankly with his eyes open, his mind was so blank that he didn't respond.

So close.

It was so close that the smell of shower gel lingered on the tip of his nose, and he seemed to be able to feel the temperature of Gu Yingchi's body.

His heart was beating wildly, like the sound of a drum, Song Yuan's throat was tight, and his palms were sweating.

In just a few seconds, it seems like a century has passed.

When Gu Yingchi took a step back, sniffed the air, and looked a little strange, Song Yuan remembered something. Just as he was about to speak, Gu Yingchi had already noticed something and went downstairs.

Song Yuan grabbed him, hesitated a little, "You'd better not go down now."

The air below... is no longer suitable for human beings.

Gu Yingchi frowned, walked to the stairs, and saw Gu Yuhe sitting on the sofa, bent over, eating something.

That smell had almost taken over the entire villa, and Gu Yingchi's face slowly sank.

Gu Yuhe was addicted to eating, when suddenly he felt chills behind his back, and a gaze fell on him like a sharp knife, making him subconsciously turn around, and met Gu Yingchi's handsome face, which was covered in haze at the moment.

Gu Yuhe: "!"

He guessed Gu Yingchi's mood almost instantly, before his brain reacted, his body had already stood up first, and obediently called: "Uncle."

"What are you eating?" Gu Yingchi asked coldly.

"Snail... snail--sifen." Gu Yuhe picked up the noodles, and his mouth, which was slightly swollen from the heat, grinned, "It's delicious, uncle, would you like some, it tastes like crayfish of."

His cold gaze swept across the bowl in his hand, and finally fell on Gu Yuhe, making Gu Yuhe tremble.

Feeling oppressive from all directions, Gu Yuhe felt that what Gu Yingchi wanted to do most at the moment was to kick him out of the villa.

He sniffed the surroundings with his nose, which could no longer tell the smell from the smell, but he couldn't smell anything at all. He forced a smile, "Uncle, is the smell very strong? I... didn't smell it."

He is used to smelling it, and he can't tell whether it is smelly or fragrant. The only thing his nose can distinguish is spicy.

Gu Yingchi glanced at the door, and said expressionlessly, "Go out and eat."

"It's cold outside..." Maybe Gu Yingchi didn't scare him as much as usual, Gu Yuhe couldn't help but protested in a low voice, "I'll just take a few bites."

Gu Yuhe walked downstairs with a sullen face.

Seeing this, Gu Yuhe quickly ran out of the villa with a bowl in his hand, "Uncle, don't come down, I'll go out by myself without your hands. Isn't it just eating outside? I'm going right now! It just so happens that I'm very hot from eating, so go outside to cool off cool off."

He squatted under the tree in the courtyard of the villa, took a mouthful of powder, thinking why such a delicious thing smells bad.

A few seconds later, Gu Yingchi stood in front of the window, pursed his lips, pushed the window open, opened the door, finally took out his mobile phone, and said something to the mobile phone with a cold expression.

Gu Yuhe looked a little guilty, stopped looking at Gu Yingchi, faced the tree, and continued to eat.

Song Yuan had been standing on the second floor, his lips were so dry that they were almost cracked, he couldn't help but went downstairs.

Gu Yingchi wanted to know what he was thinking, and when he went downstairs, he handed him a glass of warm water with medicine in his hand.

Song Yuan recognized that one of the medicines was very bitter almost immediately, and the hand holding the water glass froze for a moment.

Feeling his stiffness, Gu Yingchi opened the medicine, divided it and handed it to him, and said softly, "It's not bitter."

"Thank you." Song Yuan took it, stuffed it into his mouth and drank the water, without any expression on his face.

The first time I swallowed, I didn't swallow it. The medicine stayed in my throat for a moment, and the taste had already filled my entire mouth. The bitter Song Yuan clenched his lips and drank a whole glass of water in a row, before the taste got rid of some.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, the smell in the air hit his nostrils, and Song Yuan's face froze.

Gu Yingchi in front of him leaned slightly, Song Yuan only felt that there was something extra on his face as he stroked his ears with both hands.

It's a mask.

Gu Yingchi pulled the mask on his face to the proper position, and Song Yuan saw that he was also wearing a mask at some point, and thanked him softly.

The smell was cut off, Gu Yingchi and Song Yuan stood together outside the villa and stared at Gu Yuhe.

Being stared at by two people, Gu Yuhe couldn't be happy anymore.He was holding the bowl, and wanted to go into the villa to put the bowl. After meeting Gu Yingchi's gaze, he walked in the opposite direction.

"Uncle, I remembered that my classmate was looking for me, I'll go out for a while." He got in the car, holding a bowl and urging the driver to drive.

"Young master, why do you smell so bad... What is that thing you are holding?" The driver's last voice became sharp because of the smell.

"Snail-si-noodles, snail-si-noodles, it smells delicious. I know I stink, so hurry up and drive. I'll wash it off." If he doesn't clean it up, he may never see him again in this life, my dear. uncle.

"Then the bowl in your hand?" The driver was so smoked that he had already blocked his nose with toilet paper, feeling much better, but his appearance looked extremely funny, "Why did you bring a bowl of soup?"

"Throwing it in the villa uncle will kill me." Gu Yuhe glanced at the soup, he would not eat it, and suddenly he could distinguish the smell, his face changed, and he could understand why his uncle had such an expression Wanting to kill someone, he pinched his nose and urged, "Go away! It stinks!"

The driver didn't know whether to laugh or cry, stepped on the accelerator and left, "Did you just find out, young master?"

*

The cleaning called by He Cheng came to the door soon.

Five of them came, and cleaned the inside and outside of the villa with an odor remover to completely eliminate the smell.

Compared with other cleaning jobs, it is much easier to get rid of the smell here, and the cleaning staff asked Gu Yingchi to contact her directly next time something like this happened.

There was only a little detergent smell left in the villa, Gu Yingchi handed Song Yuan a change of clothes, "My clothes, whether they have been washed or not, will be a little big."

Song Yuan took it, thanked him and went to take a hot bath.

The clothes were more than a little too big, and if they were loose on Song Yuan's body, a few clothes could be stuffed inside.

He quickly finished drying his hair, washed his clothes, and took them to the guest room to dry, then cleaned the bathroom and bedroom, and went to the guest room.

Gu Yingchi didn't find anyone in the master bedroom, so he guessed that Song Yuan had gone to another guest room, and knocked on the door after finishing the meal, "Song Yuan, it's time to eat."

Song Yuan had already started his homework, and he quickly opened the door when he heard the voice.

Even though he was wearing pajamas two sizes too big, he couldn't hide his thin figure. After opening the door, Song Yuan rolled up the sleeves that had slipped down, revealing his white and slender wrists.

His collarbone is protruding, very obvious, his skin is fair and delicate, it may be because he just took a shower, and there is some redness.

Gu Yingchi withdrew his gaze and said in a hoarse voice, "The clothes are a little too big."

"It's okay," Song Yuan said, "Thank you."

The most he said to Gu Yingchi was probably thank you.

As soon as he went downstairs, he could smell the aroma of porridge, and Song Yuan felt hungry, and his stomach groaned twice.

Only when I sat at the table did I realize that it was porridge with preserved egg and lean pork.

The porridge tasted very good, and it could even be said to be a little familiar, but Song Yuan couldn't remember why he felt familiar.

He ate two bowls and his appetite was stronger than ever.

After eating, Gu Yingchi left the villa and went to the company.

The bowl was washed by Song Yuan.

He felt very strange.Sometimes without saying anything or showing anything, Gu Yingchi can completely know what he is thinking.

This feeling was so subtle that he even had the illusion that he knew Gu Yingchi before Changming Village.

The author has something to say: I was laughed to death by Gu Yuhe, hahahahaha, the taste of snail-si-noodle crayfish is twice as smelly as the original flavor, you can try it if you don’t believe it.

The reason for the clip, the next update will be at eleven o'clock tomorrow night, big fat chapter!See you tomorrow!

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Copywriting: Beautiful, strong, miserable, dark, long-haired villain, offensive vs. arrogant and violent, who loves to hold grudges and refuses to accept it.

1v1 is strong.

Song Ci, who escaped from the dead, knew that he was a false young master who acted as a stepping stone for the real young master in a novel of true and false young masters.

After the real young master returned home, everyone loved the real young master, and he became a transparent person.

In the follow-up plot, he was not only slapped in the face by the real young master, but also became a substitute for the real young master.

In the end, it ended up being loved by no one and hated by everyone.

Song Ci: Good guy, do you want me to be your stand-in?Your front teeth are knocked out.

He ran home overnight to pack his luggage, and when Master Zhen came back, he hurriedly said: "Welcome home", and ran away.

When he was about to fall ill and passed out on the street, he was taken home by the reborn villain.

The reborn villain is vicious and violent. In order to get the real young master, he crazily fought against the protagonist Gong, and ended up worse than him.

Song Ci was in a coma for three days and three nights, and when he woke up again, he saw the villain who was sitting by the bed and wiped his hands carefully with an affectionate expression on his face.

Song Ci: "?"

"You're finally awake." The villain's eyes were gentle, as if looking at a lover.

Song Ci withdrew his hand, gritted his teeth and smiled: "You also regard me as a substitute?"

"Stand-in?" The villain smiled paranoidly at the corners of his lips, and stretched out his hand to caress Song Ci's lips, and Song Ci's delicate and pale face was reflected in his deep and violent eyes.

He said hoarsely: "You are not a substitute. Ah Ci, I only like you."

Song Ci: "???"

Brother, you are OOC! ! !

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Copywriting: There has been a lot of movement in the circle of dudes in Pingcheng recently, and Han Qiushi has a new goal - the positive teaching material that all the parents in the circle have talked about since childhood - Lin Jian.

In the first month, Han Qiushi: "There is something."

In the second month, Han Qiushi: "It's pretty hard to catch up."

In the third month, Han Qiushi: "Sooner or later."

In the fourth month, Han Qiushi: "That's all."

Lin Jian, who never got involved with them, was only too late to realize that the first love in his life was live broadcasted throughout the city from the very beginning.

Han Qiushi said that he hated Lin Jian's unapproachable appearance the most, as if he was drifting away from the whole world.So he broke into Lin Jian's life recklessly, tore off Lin Jian's gentle mask, and admired Lin Jian's crazy look for himself.

It's just that I didn't expect the stamina to be so strong, but I threw myself into it.

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