I exchanged true love for 1000 billion

Canary got rich after the breakup

2021.5.5/He cute

Mirror City University, Centennial Celebration.

Gu Qianhuan stepped out at the end, and the moist air mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers poured into her lungs. It rained, and the pink petals like rouge fell to the ground, filled with moisture.

The celebration has not yet come to an end, and the warm-colored street lamps pull out the slender shadows of young people.

Gu Qianhuan raised her hand, her thin white fingertips floated away, pushing away the invisible moisture, flicking her fingertips, playing something weirdly.

The light fell from the shadow of the tree, and the cold white complexion was covered with an unconcealable glow.

Suddenly, there was the sound of frivolous footsteps behind him.

Gu Qianhuan withdrew her hand, and before turning around, she smelled a smell of alcohol.

The visitor stopped in front of him, his eyes were black and blue, and he smiled frivolously: "Isn't this fate, I met you when I came out to take a breath, Qian Huan, do you think it's a coincidence?"

Gu Qianhuan took a look at him, frowned slightly, and there seemed to be doubts in his eyes: "... this classmate, who are you?"

The meaning is obvious.

Hey!

Jiang Anhe's face was darker than the dark night sky.He has never encountered such a difficult stubble, and he doesn't want to send flowers or gifts, obviously he is just a poor student.

Jiang Anhe's memory is still fresh.

In the second half of the year, Jingcheng University held exchange student activities with Antaxia University abroad, and Gu Qianhuan was one of them. He didn't pay attention to these boring news, and it might as well be more exciting than nightclubs.

But who made Gu Qianhuan's appearance so confusing that he insisted on taking the top spot on the campus list with his face? For Jiang Anhe, it also has another name: Lieyan List.

The first on the list is a snap photo——white shirt, jeans, uniform attire, and he is wearing a different temperament: the background is full of tree shadows, the youth's shoulders are sprinkled with light spots, his eyes are slightly sideways, and the tails of his peach blossom eyes are turned up, creating an intoxicating scene In spring, the corners of the lips are lightly pursed.

The outsider stepped into the dizzying vortex.

Knowing afterwards that he was an art student in the oil painting department, Jiang Anhe was so fascinated.

He chased after him for half a month, and even his friends were amazed. In the end, the other party couldn't even remember his name.

Seeing that the man kept changing his expression, Gu Qianhuan walked away, completely ignoring him.

"Gu Qianhuan, you really don't remember me?" Jiang Anhe didn't believe it, he squinted his eyes, and a trace of anger welled up in his heart, the young master of the Jiang family who always wanted to win the wind couldn't hold back his face, and his patience was at stake.

Before Gu Qianhuan could respond, Jiang Anhe put his hands in his pockets and said proudly: "Anyway, I don't believe it. You should know me. I am Jiang Anhe. I have been chasing you for more than half a month. You are the owner who receives gifts every day. You should know what I mean." , be my boyfriend?"

The tone was contemptuous, as if some great charity or gift.

Gu Qianhuan's eyes were filled with a thin coldness, the cool wind blew past, and the faint floating fragrance poured into his nostrils, his brows moved slightly, his eyelashes blinked lightly, and the ends of his peach blossom eyes turned upturned, which made a little bit of excitement for no reason drunk.

Jiang Anhe lost his eyes for a moment, took two steps forward, and stretched out his hand to grab: "You—"

This remark had just begun when it was interrupted.

The man walked out of the corner, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, wearing a suit and leather shoes. He Shi Shiran extinguished the cigarette in his hand, walked leisurely, and faced Jiang Anhe, his dark eyes fell on the young man with a gleam of brilliance in his eyes.

He collected himself before saying in a deep voice, "Hi, I'm his boyfriend."

Jiang Anhe didn't know this, his brain almost exploded, his lips trembled, his face turned pale but he couldn't say a word.

Gu Qianhuan took two steps forward, raised her head full of attachment: "Why are you here?"

The voice was indescribably soft, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Jiang Anhe retreated in embarrassment, not only because of Gu Qianhuan's testimony, but also because of that man.

Gu Fengyao, an existence he couldn't afford to provoke.

After the matter was settled, Gu Fengyao withdrew his gaze and was about to leave when the young man gently grabbed the corner of his clothes, his eyes were clear and black and white: "Mr. Gu, thank you."

After finishing speaking, those eyes that looked like glazed beads looked straight at him without any fear, the light-colored pupils were like a pool of warm and soft pool water, and the delicate skin was as white as fat under the light.

Gu Fengyao raised his eyebrows, and there was some interest in his eyes: "You're welcome."

He saw the young man today, but this was not the first time he had met him.

The centennial celebration of Jingcheng University, as an invited alumnus, Gu Fengyao was in the audience, and the first time he saw each other was on the stage.

On the stage, as a performer, the young man only wore a simple white shirt and black trousers, and the spotlight cast a beam of light, black and white, cool and magnificent.

The chaotic seats froze for a moment. Even though Gu Fengyao was far away, he could hear the suppressed exclamation in the back row. He had to admit that the other party was indeed very beautiful.

But also, that's all.

It was just a one-time relationship, I never thought that we would meet again after just half an hour, Gu Fengyao didn't believe in fate, but only thought that the moonlight was very good.

"Is there still a curfew in Jingda now?" the man said casually, the night wind pouring into the car window, bringing a little bit of coolness.

The young man beside him shook his head slightly, and the chaotic neon lights quickly passed over that too beautiful face. After a while, the young man's well-behaved voice sounded: "There is no more."

The man squinted his eyes slightly, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a beautiful side face, so good-looking.

Gu Qianhuan stared ahead, his thin body shrunk into a ball, his fingers were slightly curled up, his palms were cold, his lips were tight, and he was a little thankful that the neon lights covered his pale face, and then, as if thinking of something, his body stiffened and slowly Relax.

The car stopped at the hotel, it was past nine o'clock in the evening.

Gu Fengyao returned to the suite he had booked before. The decoration was bright and luxurious. A large bed came into view in the bedroom. It was clean and tidy, but also cold and unpopular.

Gu Qianhuan stepped on the soft blanket, a little dizzy, and something in her chest was thumping.

Hearing the sound of water dripping from the bathroom, his face was flushed, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.

Gu Fengyao came out wearing a bathrobe.

The young man sat obediently on the edge of the bed, lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, especially the arcs at the tails of his eyes, like a poor cat that seduces and doesn't know it.

"Why, are you scared?" He sat down next to the young man, with a smile in his eyes, a little spoiled.

Gu Qianhuan was stunned for a moment, then pursed her lips tightly.

He raised his hand suddenly, and unbuttoned the buttons one by one with his slender white and slender fingertips.

Gu Fengyao was very useful to see his jerky behavior at a glance.

Wisps of moonlight fell from the gaps in the undrawn curtains, fell on the side of the bed, and cut into long and thin lines of light.

The mobile phone placed on the table suddenly buzzed and vibrated, the screen lit up, and a faint light leaked out in the dark night, disrupting the rhythm instantly.

In the hazy light, the man's eyes were deep and bottomless.The owner of the slender waist pinched under his palm let out a weeping sound in a dazed and cute way.

He bowed his head very tenderly, but clasped his palms forcefully: "Hey, cry again."

A hot kiss landed on the beautiful back, and the raised butterfly bone was like a butterfly spreading its wings, leaving a little bit of rose red when it flapped its tail.

Greed-joy for a while.

The biological clock woke Gu Qianhuan up on time. He seemed to be trapped in a soft cloud, and after a slight movement, he realized a pair of stable arms hooked around his waist.

Gu Qianhuan was completely awake.

The scenes of last night were like a slide show, did they really do it?He still had an unreal dreamlike feeling, and the man beside him had woken up, his eyes full of clarity.

A hoarse voice poured into the cochlea, Gu Qianhuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a tingling sensation like an electric shock came out.

Gu Fengyao: "Are you awake?"

Gu Qianhuan blinked, her hands hidden under the quilt suddenly tightened, countless words flashed through her mind, and all of them turned into monotonous syllables before she exited: "Mmm."

He puts on his clothes very lightly, like a cat stepping on its paw pads, without making a sound, the traces of yesterday's madness are very conspicuous on the snow-colored skin, and a rosy red faintly falls from the neckline.

The empty heart was completely filled overnight with some kind of emotion.

Gu Qianhuan's eyes fell on the man in the clothes, and the ferocious scratches on his back were covered with his handwriting, he frowned, leaned forward, and his fingertips fell on the top: "Does it hurt? "

Gu Fengyao chuckled and asked him back: "What do you think?"

There is a little warmth on the back, and it will be broken at the touch.

In an instant, he stiffened his back.

The culprit didn't know it, licked his lips, and said, "I kiss, Mr. Gu won't hurt anymore."

As the man watched, his Adam's apple rolled, his eyes seemed to overlap with something, and then disappeared in an instant.

It's -- silly.

Gu Fengyao felt that he seemed to have misread it, what was it that was cold and cold, it was clearly a silly little kitten, and he didn't know when it would be sold.

He narrowed the fun in his eyes, a sudden move unexpectedly yielded unexpected results.

With a flash of thought, he pulled out a dozen files, which he had made a long time ago, and he never thought that they would be useful one day.

Gu Qianhuan looked at the contract in front of her with blank eyes: "What is this?"

The man rubbed his hair: "Good boy, you'll know if you take a look."

The sound of the pages turning became slower and slower.

Gu Qianhuan seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, spreading from the soles of his feet to his fingertips, with a hard object choked in his throat, and only then did he know what it means to go from heaven to hell, he looked at the man, and said with difficulty: "Nurture contract? "

Gu Fengyao was calm and composed: "Have you finished reading? Sign after reading, good boy, I like to be obedient."

His meaning couldn't be more obvious, youth is just a temporary object for him.

Gu Qianhuan was completely awake. He lowered his head, and the clear black words fell on the paper. He raised his eyes to reveal red eye circles, and his voice was soft and weeping: "I will be obedient."

It's pitiful, and it makes people want to move.

Gu Fengyao raised his hand and wiped away the beautiful tears from the corners of his eyes: "Hey, my heart will hurt if I cry."

The love words came easily, but in a blink of an eye, the speaker had already left, leaving Gu Qianhuan alone.

The room was suddenly empty, and the eyes opened and closed, which was a little pitiful just now.There are beautiful red marks at the end of the upturned eyes, like a monster full of evil spirits: "Gu Fengyao."

Thanks to Gu Qianhuan's biological clock, it was only [-] or [-] o'clock when he returned to school, and the oil painting course of his junior year was not tense. When he returned to the double dormitory, Ruan Jiaming had just woken up, with a bunch of dull hair shaking on his head.

The young master looked at the breakfast in his hand, his eyes lit up, and he flew towards him: "Ah, Huanhuan, I love you so much!"

Just as Gu Qianhuan was about to dodge, his feet faltered, Ruan Jiaming jumped hard, and he snorted, "Are you going to run over me to death?"

Ruan Jiaming was suspicious: "What's wrong with you? You didn't come home last night—wait a minute, what's on your neck?"

Before Gu Qianhuan could answer, he had already laughed out loud, and winked at him for some unknown reason, "Couldn't it be the hickey left by some goblin?"

Gu Qianhuan took a deep look at him and didn't answer.

How should I put it, he really guessed right in what he said.

He still has to be shameless.

Gu Qianhuan didn't answer, but Ruan Jiaming was not disappointed, on the contrary he was even more affirmative, circling around him: "Is he handsome? Is he good in bed?" Quietly Mimi came over: "That... is it big? "

The young master Ruan Jiaming is very familiar, and he was very enthusiastic when he first met. It was only later that Gu Qianhuan realized that he was not familiar with him, and he was clearly lustful, because Ruan Jiaming's sexual orientation: male.

Later, the models collided, and they lost their lust, and they still had face control. The little tail seemed to follow Gu Qianhuan, even if they were sleeping together, he still made him act like five or six people alone.

Gu Qianhuan had to be interrogated by Ruan Jiaming's nasty words early in the morning. With a calm face, he pointed to the breakfast on the side, and said in a calm voice, "If you don't eat any more, the breakfast will be cold."

In the three or four quarters in the morning, the professor finished his lecture, pushed the frame of the mirror, and said, "Be quiet, everyone, I have something to say. You should know that Gu's Technology in Jingcheng contacted the school before, and was going to talk to the school. The oil painting departments of Jingcheng University and more than ten colleges and universities have cooperated to hold an art exhibition, and the time is set for the end of this month."

As soon as the words fell, there was cheering from the audience. Gu's technology is famous, and everyone in Jingcheng and even the whole country knows it.

Jing University is a top institution, let alone many other institutions of higher learning, not to mention the generous prize money for the champion of the art exhibition, the benefits brought by this strong cooperation alone, anyone who is not a fool wants to get it, so the competition is extremely fierce.

Major colleges and universities have also taken measures to pre-select a circle in the school, followed by the art exhibition competition.

In the classroom, the professor looked over the noisy crowd and landed on the quiet Gu Qianhuan.

Thinking of the paintings he had seen before, he smiled lovingly and continued: "This competition alone has thousands of people from our Jingda Oil Painting Department, and it is not difficult for the other dozens of schools to add up to tens of thousands of people, so the number of people participating in this exhibition There must be restrictions, for example, our school only gets [-] places, and the school welcomes students to sign up."

There was a lot of wailing, and Ruan Jiaming, who was so excited at the beginning, wrinkled his face into a bun. He poked Gu Qianhuan, and sighed, "There are only fifty places. It's obvious that there are too many monks!"

Gu Qianhuan didn't answer, staring at the phone.

Brother Gu: [Are you out for lunch? ]