I exchanged true love for 1000 billion

Gu Qianhuan came to Fog City for the first time after growing up, only to realize that memories can be beautified. The weather of Fog City and this gentle city are completely two extremes, and they can change as they say.

The thick fog dissipated in an instant, and you could see the slow flow of people on the street and the buildings with well-rounded corners. The remaining fog flowed like water. Gu Qianhuan looked up at the sky, and the hazy sky couldn't reveal a trace of light.

The tip of his nose is cool, he can feel a trace of water vapor.

At this time, the green light at the intersection turned on, Gu Fengyao put away his things, frowned, and did not forget to hold on to the young man's wrist, and a pleasant voice sounded: "Huanhuan, where do you want to go?"

Gu Qianhuan tried to break free, but he didn't. Seeing the man's gaze, he realized in his heart, knowing that the scene just now frightened him, but he didn't care. Between the eyebrows: "Let's find a hotel first, I want to rest."

Gu Fengyao tightened his palms, just as he was about to say something, the raindrops drifted down, like a drizzle in the humid air, like a floating mist and veil.

None of them expected that the rain would come so fast.

It was still light rain just now, but it turned into a torrential rain in the blink of an eye, and with the cold wind in it, it hit people in clusters and crackling.

The hotel closest to the airport was overcrowded when Gu Qianhuan went. Most people were carrying suitcases. The spacious lobby was in groups of twos and threes. The reception area was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. There were noisy voices everywhere, discussing This sudden heavy rain.

From the looks of it, they couldn't get to the front in the past.

Gu Qianhuan brushed her hair back, cold raindrops dripped along the wet ends of her hair, her eyes fell on the outside of the door, through the revolving glass door, a torrential downpour poured down.

The mirror reflected his appearance faintly. He didn't bring an umbrella and ran a long distance in the rain. One can imagine how embarrassed he is now.

—Protruding from the side—a roll of white towel caught his attention, it looked like it had just been unpacked, he was held in the palm of a slender hand, his eyes met Gu Fengyao, the man chuckled—"Huanhuan, wipe your hair Well, it's not easy to catch a cold."

Gu Qianhuan frowned slightly, looked at him for a while, but didn't move, the man didn't seem to feel any embarrassment at all, and maintained the posture of handing it out.

I have to say that Gu Fengyao really has a good appearance.

He looked away before taking it: "Thank you."

After speaking, he turned to the waiter and bought another one: "Send it to this customer."

Gu Fengyao was stunned for a moment, depressed, but saw the young man raised his chin slightly, and the way he spoke was a bit irritating, but this little temper was in his eyes, and it was all cute and arrogant: "It's nothing to just give me a towel, you put it on yourself. It's full of water, wipe it off."

Gu Fengyao took it silently, his eyes flickering, looking at the unaware young man, his gloomy gaze quietly fell on the other party, because of the rain, the white T-shirt was almost soaked, clinging to the cold white T-shirt. The thin skin outlines a slender and beautiful waist.

Gu Qianhuan was brushing his hair, he lowered his head, his white fingertips ran through the strands of hair, the black strands of hair lined his neck like a piece of white jade, under the warm lighting of the hotel, there was a touch like jade porcelain.

Gu Fengyao's heart moved slightly, and the movements of his hands slowed down unknowingly, until Gu Qianhuan suddenly got up, his clear eyes were shining with a small light: "I'll go ask the room."

"Wait for Huanhuan," Gu Fengyao called him, Gu Qianhuan was not short, but when he stood up, he was more than half a head taller than him, covering the light on the ceiling, and a layer of shadow covered him, which was extraordinarily beautiful pressure.

As the man spoke, he leaned over, took off his coat and put it on him, and the windbreaker covered his translucent T-shirt: "I'll go with you."

The receptionist suddenly saw such a handsome man—yes, his subordinates—stopped: “Housing?”

She clattered on the keyboard, and her eyes were full of regret when she saw it clearly: "I'm sorry, guest, the room in this store is sold out, you can go to another place to have a look."

Gu Qianhuan responded with a sound. In fact, he had high expectations in his heart. He immediately clicked on the software to check, and saw that the nearest hotels were all fully booked. He pursed his lips tightly. Could it be that he is going to sleep on the street today?

He shook his head and threw out his wild thoughts. The next moment, Gu Fengyao leaned over and buttoned him up, and carefully observed him while talking: "Huanhuan, I have a few houses in Wucheng. If you don't mind, you can buy them." Go to my house."

The car shuttled through the streets where the rain was pouring, and the bean-sized raindrops slapped the car windows in a strong wind, and the wet water marks flowed down and were covered. Not long after, they had already arrived at their destination.

Turning on the light, Gu Qianhuan could see the elegant soft decoration of the house. Because it is cleaned frequently, there is not much dust, but it is not popular. The house is about [-] square meters and is located in the city center

Gu Fengyao glanced at the young man anxiously, opened the refrigerator, and there were regularly replaced fresh fruits and vegetables, as well as semi-finished dried noodles. He was relieved, and suggested: "Huanhuan, I'll cook for you."

Gu Qianhuan squinted at him, and raised the corners of her lips: "Okay."

Gu Fengyao looked calm, only his brows and eyes showed his stiffness and nervousness.

Dinner doesn't need to be delicate, it just needs to be delicious... Gu Fengyao stared deeply at the noodles in the pot. The noodles in the pot suddenly swelled into big balls, the white soup overflowed, and there was no room for anything in the pot.

Gu Qianhuan heard the bang, and walked directly towards the kitchen. The bland white noodles in the pot were already piled up, and the pot was full. The moment the man saw him, he moved forward to block it, revealing a point of the pot. The edge of the mouth: "Huanhuan, why are you here, - the meal will be ready in a while."

Gu Qianhuan laughed softly, and Qing Lingling's eyes were as clear as clear waves: "Are you sure it's a while?"

The man's face was expressionless, he couldn't say anything when he opened his mouth, only a trace of annoyance flashed across his eyes.

Gu Qianhuan walked over and faced it directly - the pot of noodles, completely white water, it can be seen that no seasoning was put in, this is really... mocking eyes fell on the man's face, Gu Qianhuan leaned slightly, and the faint fragrance on his body flowed Gu Fengyao's nasal cavity was drilled, his face was burning red, there was no sound in the silent kitchen, the heartbeat was beating loudly, thump, thump, thump——

He froze into a statue.

Gu Qianhuan: "Mr. Gu is an idiot in cooking, so he should be able to clean up the pot, right?"

So, by the side of the pool, Gu Fengyao took a cleaning ball to scrub, and Gu Qianhuan turned on the induction cooker. The white porcelain bowls were filled with beaten eggs and diced tomatoes. The kitchen light shone softly on the young man. Feeling slow, Gu Qianhuan knocked on his chopsticks, urging him: "Mr. Gu, slow down."

Gu Fengyao hastened to speed up, but the bottom of his heart was secretly brewing - a little bit of sweetness.

"Sting" - the sound, the egg liquid is poured into the oil pan, which stimulates a strong fragrance. He quickly stir-fries twice to fill out the half-boiled eggs, then fry the tomatoes, boil the juice and add the eggs, because it is marinade, more salt will be added ,—a small amount of white sugar to freshen up, add hot water to boil, and add dried noodles.

His movements were done in one breath, Gu Fengyao clearly stared at the whole process, but in the blink of an eye, the steaming pot of plain egg noodles was out of the pot.

His hungry stomach was warmed by the steaming hot noodles, which was appropriate. He ate most of the pot of noodles, while Gu Qianhuan only ate half of the bowl.

There is no rule of not talking when eating or sleeping, the two people at the dinner table would occasionally talk, most of them Gu Fengyao listened to, the young man said.

He is like the best listener, he doesn't talk much, doesn't interrupt, just listens silently, eats a mouthful of noodles, Gu Qianhuan squints his eyes, feeling that things in the world are really a bit unreal.

In the morning, he was still planning how to cheat the man, but at night, he ate at the same table with him.

He put down his chopsticks, and there was no sign of any reduction in the bowl. After so long, he moved two chopsticks?

Gu Fengyao withdrew his gaze and frowned: "Huanhuan, can you eat more?"

Gu Qianhuan looked at him quietly: "I'm tired and want to rest."

The man immediately kept silent, for fear of annoying him, he just went to the kitchen silently, and came out with a cup of hot milk after a while: "Drinking a cup of milk before going to bed can help you sleep."

The glass fell on the table and made a light sound. He tidied up the table silently. The bowls and chopsticks collided lightly, and the shadows were elongated under the light. Gu Qianhuan was a little dazed, and suddenly said: "I will leave tomorrow."

The man's movements were stagnant, and he recovered in an instant: "Okay."

He did not obstruct, but lowered his head, with a bitter smile on the corner of his lips, but he still pretended to be calm, as if the softening of Huanhuan just now was just his illusion.

Gu Qianhuan quietly watched him tidy up, and said, "Actually, I didn't lie to you about one thing."

"My parents died in Wucheng. At that time, I was still young. After losing my parents, I was sent to an orphanage..." His voice was soft, like a layer of misty clouds. Gu Fengyao gathered his mind and listened to him. Continue: "They are buried in the cemetery. I have been away for too long, and I haven't seen them for a long time. This time I came to Fog City to worship them. Besides, there is one more thing, but I can't tell you."

He looked sideways slightly, his brown eyes filled with a layer of moist light, as if countless stars had fallen.

Gu Fengyao's brows and eyes stretched, realizing that the dishwasher had stopped working, his eyes fell on the machine, and he was lost in thought: Why did Huanhuan tell him this?Did he start to trust himself again?This idea popped up and made his heart stop beating for an instant.

Gu Gu Fengyao - personally guessed, his mood is like a roller coaster - because he has ups and downs but is willing.

bathroom.

Gu Qianhuan took off her clothes and stood under the shower.

The warm water washes the cool skin, and the pores are opened. He brushes his hair back, revealing wet red eyebrows, that beautiful face is full of indifference, and there is no emotion in his eyes, reflecting—— nothingness.

The water washed away the limbs and bones. Gradually, Gu Qianhuan let go of his thoughts, his body was tired, and his mind was clear. Today's scenes were all played back and replayed in his mind.

He miscalculated - one point, and was stuck by the little tail that couldn't be shaken off, but compared to those people, Gu Fengyao was a little better.

He is still useful.

Gu Qianhuan secretly calculated that the resources in his hands, his connections, using tools like Gu Fengyao, would cost nothing and be useful.

The price, only need to pay - a little softened attitude.

The more Gu Qianhuan thought about it, the more cost-effective it became, so he directly changed the plan, the conversation in the hotel, the meal in the kitchen... just let him think that he had softened under his offensive.

Recalling the man's undisguised gaze, Gu Qianhuan pursed her lips tightly, not knowing why the other party came, but his love only bored him, it was funny.

Belated affection is cheaper than grass.

He stared at the smooth tiled wall, suddenly, he evoked a smile, tapped his slender, white fingers on the wall, and the cold touch aroused his nerves.

He laughed, and the gentle and indifferent camouflage was suddenly torn apart at this moment. Opposite him, a group of light gray shadows were reflected on the white wall, spreading out like a giant net, slowly expanding around the young man.

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