prince meets king

But Mr. Gu's requirements for the sleeping environment are more stringent than Mr. Duan's requirements for harmony. Lying on a soft sofa and wearing an eye mask, he still feels that the world is not clean.From time to time, he heard the sound of Duan Rong flicking through documents in front of the desk, or getting up from the chair, sitting down, standing up, pouring water, and the water dispenser was rumbling against his ear, making it feel like an earthquake.Just after being quiet for a while, I could feel him dangling in front of my eyes again, wearing a pair of ripped jeans, the seams of his trousers were rustling when he walked, then he sighed, lowered his head, and breathed heavily.It just so happened that Matthew opened the door and said that there was an important person talking about important things, so the two people who obviously had a sense of presence had to pretend to have a very non-existent conversation over there...

Gu Donglin knew it in his heart, yes, yes... Duan Rong was very considerate and careful, but anyway, he was half asleep and half awake, so he didn't need to be reasonable, so he just sat up and wrapped himself in the air-conditioning quilt, in a daze.The important people finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw him get up, and they didn't have to talk about the budget of the record, but they said a few words that didn't feel right, and there was a calm and coercive aura everywhere... Fortunately, Duan Rong couldn't hold back , Insanely allocated hundreds of thousands more, the man was about to fly with the budget, thinking that since ancient times, there have been many troubles for women, foolish kings, foolish kings!Please leave.

Although Duan Rong is very fond of him, he also dislikes him for being delicate at this time, but Gu Zhe has already fallen asleep halfway through listening to them talking about the budget, and when he was about to fall asleep, he was rebelled, and suddenly his hair exploded in a daze.When he is not passionate, he still wants to turn fallacies and heresies into orthodoxy, but when he becomes passionate, it is completely unreasonable: "You - so annoying! You can't even touch lightly..."

Yawning while talking.

Duan Rong was very surprised to hear him dragging the long tune, and thought it was very funny, she held his arm and wanted to pour him coffee: "You... really think this is where?"

Gu Donglin pushed the coffee away in disgust: "Then I won't come."

Duan Rong laughed, thought for a while, stretched out his arms, and slowly spread them to the back of the sofa, then watched him fall down little by little, and leaned closer: "Am I so annoying?"

Gu Zhe muttered: "You - so annoying!"

"That can't be helped, I want to work." Duan Rong patted his face, "Otherwise, who will pay you? Who will earn money to support the family?"

Gu Zhe complained, you have enough money, it's no fun earning any more, why not take it easy.It was a lunch break at noon, so it would be nice to have a good night's sleep.

Duan Rong laughed again: "Why are you acting like a child... Wait, what? Say it again!"

Gu Donglin probably felt cold, shrunk towards him, and hugged his arm: "What's the noise... sleep sleep..."

So Gu Zhe went through another experience, even the sofa seemed to be carried by someone, and then his side sank, and the world became clean.

This day, Gu Donglin didn't have Lin Hong to harass him, so he actually slept until he got off work. What's more unfortunate was that Duan Rong was also sleeping when Matthew came in, and the two of them were still in a good posture.So OfficePlay spread all the way from the assistant circle to the driver circle, and everyone who gossips in the tea room all day is quite helpless.

But Gu Donglin just felt that people's hearts are not old: two men sleep together, the door is unlocked, and accidents can happen, tsk tsk... can you not sleep naked?

"It's more comfortable to sleep naked." Duan Rong got up shirtless, pushed her hair back, and raised her eyebrows coquettishly.

"Then can you not strip me naked too? It's just an air-conditioned quilt, I'll catch a cold."

Mr. Duan leaned over and rubbed: "Well... so comfortable..."

Then he hugged him hard, squinted his eyes and buried him in the socket of his neck, "This way I won't catch a cold, and it's still warm... Well, it's very hot..."

Then Gu Donglin understands this very well, and if he goes on, he will say "I'm hard", he has seen it too much, right?At this time, I closed my eyes and nostrils and snorted, "That's right, everyone likes fur, human fur, and top-quality fur. Of course it's very comfortable. All things are born to support people, and people kill all things to defy the sky. Eat for nothing and grow strong." , it’s not hairy yet, but it looks white and delicate. Why don’t Aztec priests take one off and put it on every spring equinox, it’s still warm, right?”

Duan Rong couldn't get up hard either, he also flaccided when he got hard, and he said in a low voice, "Pick the skin..."

Gu Donglin comforted him: "It's not easy for others. When the Spaniards first went to Central America in the sixteenth century, they had just won a battle and had 47 prisoners. Oh...that really made them busy. There are [-] hearts to be dissected in the hospital, and on average every minute and [-] seconds, the surgeons are too weak compared to them, right? They don’t have scalpels, only flint knives.”

Duan Rong was terrified when he heard it, and was very loose, and someone was crushed under him without paying attention. Gu Donglin calmly leaned on him and gestured away, looking here and there and feeling: "Your sternum is too hard, and the flint knife can't be opened. , It hurts you too, and I’m tired too, so I’m going to start with your diaphragm, right? Pull the knife horizontally, then put your hand in, touch it up, and finally pull it hard..."

Duan Rong silently picked up his clothes and put them on, Gu Donglin squinted at him on the sofa like a drunken imperial concubine, smiling mysteriously, like an Aztec flint knife.Mr. Duan twitched step by step, his face full of absurd tears.After walking a few steps, I remembered that it was the weekend, and I had a lot of psychological struggle, so I still gritted my teeth and took the priest to my house.Gu Donglin looked at whether the car was driving the right way, but he didn't have the steering wheel in his hands, so he obediently went to the mansion to wash his hands and make soup, which made Mr. Duan so beautiful.After Mr. Gu finished making the soup, he silently cleared away the dishes. Mr. Duan was overjoyed but still couldn't believe it, thinking he had forgotten it.

Mr. Gu put all the dishes into the stainless steel water pocket, and then pointed to Mr. Duan who was poking his head: "You, come and wash. This time, it won't break again."

The result is naturally that he underestimated Mr. Duan's level. He not only smashed the water bag, but also smashed the few stocks in the cabinet.The thing was hidden so deep that he couldn't find it out after more than ten, twenty, ten minutes without careful rummaging, and he could smash it all at once. Mr. Gu couldn't understand it: "You have toes on your hands, right?" .”

Mr. Duan was crying in the face of the wind, crying like an idiot, but unexpectedly got permission to go to the supermarket together, so he obediently carried the dishes there.And Mr. Gu, like a little girl, swept all the snacks on the shelves. After being ridiculed, he said confidently: "I don't smoke or drink too much, so I must find something to eat."

Mr. Duan repeatedly said yes.

So on the following weekend, Mr. Gu wore gold-rimmed glasses, held a pocky in his mouth, and flipped through his Spinoza with a Tieguanyin in front of him.Paired with the very rich and luxurious decoration of Mr. Duan’s home, and Mr. Duan’s very discerning retro suit pants tailored for him, he looks like a red-top businessman in Shanghai, and he is as motionless on the sofa as a mountain.Mr. Duan played the piano intoxicatedly in the corner of the living room. After playing for a while, Mr. Gu said with a pocky in his mouth, "It sounds bad, change it." Intoxicated from the living room to the kitchen, cutting radishes has to be accompanied by "God Save the Queen".

Mr. Duan was intoxicated all afternoon and finally felt that something was wrong. He patted the piano bench and said, "Come here, come to Grandpa!" He changed his words halfway and almost bit off his tongue.

Gu Zhe tsk tsk, thinking that if he really told her husband, what would he do?

Bite his tongue off?

The master said that your lyrics are good, easy to understand, subtle and meaningful, but they are too conventional, not passionate enough, not out of the ordinary, in a word, not distinctive.Gu Donglin supported the piano repeatedly saying yes.The master was psychologically satisfied, played a song impromptu, and then said that you should try to write lyrics for this song, be more lively, don't play melancholy so quietly, it doesn't matter if the words are out of place, children are good now .Gu Donglin shook his head: "Master, I can't be vulgar anymore. And your song is not vulgar. Why do we have to be so vulgar? We are very elegant." He looked down at the kitchen knife, his eyelashes were as long as It's like a small fan, but I feel wronged.

The master was choked up for a moment: "This..." Then he showed the master's momentum, "If you want to write, just try it. If you really can't write it, just ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)"

Gu Zhe waved the kitchen knife with a lack of interest and said, I'd better chop the carrots.The master was stunned, and grabbed his wrist: "Why are you so lazy? Are you still not satisfied with this price?"

"I'm satisfied. My salary for the whole year is not that high." Gu Donglin said honestly, "You bought three songs in one go, 15." He gave him an affectionate look, which meant that you are so kind, sir.

After reading it, he looked down at the kitchen knife: "But if you continue to write, there will be no place to hide the money, and it will be stuffed under the bed."

Duan Rong really couldn't understand Gu Zhe's brain circuit, and cried like a fool.

He asked Gu Donglin to write the lyrics, just to keep him by his side, but he ran away after taking the money.He is more used to rolling money and running away. The problem is that others roll seven and eight figures, right?He was ready to burn the entire Duan family for him to play with, but he couldn't stop worrying about it.It's too shameful, isn't it?Fortunately, Gu Zhe lazily said that this is not easy to say, he is going to speculate in stocks, if the discount is in it, master, you are still very useful.Then he suggested: "Master, I have earned a salary, please watch "Jiaziyuan"?"

Duan Rong's machismo reflex: How embarrassing.

Gu Zhe patted him on the shoulder: "That's fine, don't be too busy to be embarrassed, go and buy a ticket, you want a first-class seat, go quickly, you won't be able to grab it if it's too late."

Duan Rong said silently, you are so impolite, Gu Zhe was surprised: "You, you want me to be polite to you..."

Duan Rong looked at his hurt expression, and couldn't speak a mouth full of old blood. Gu Donglin escaped so fast while he was about to domestic violence while still breathing.

Gu Donglin swears that his life will not be easy, Duan Rong has been in the battlefield for a long time, and he is not unprepared.For example, this time he didn't take the bed sheet and quilt cover, he directly dismantled the bed in the guest room, not a single bedpost was left, and then stood silently behind him and shyly said that there seemed to be termites in the bed frame.

Gu Donglin thought about the countermeasure for a while, then glanced at him, "Watching a movie at night?"