I exchanged true love for 1000 billion

Gu Fengyao put the water away, and the warm water wet his fingertips. He fiddled with it lightly, and the white mist slowly rose. His face was expressionless, except for the roots of his ears that were red, and his heart was beating like a lively deer. , The antlers hook the heartstrings.

"I'm fine," the voice paused, "what's the matter with you?"

Hearing Qingyue's voice, Gu Fengyao subconsciously turned his head, seeing the young man not far away, Gu Fengyao froze in place.

Gu Qianhuan glanced at him, peach blossom eyes seemed drunk but not drunk, Gu Fengyao looked at him from top to bottom greedily with sad eyes.

The young man was calm and composed, but he didn't even hear the slightest sound.

Gu Qianhuan walked over calmly, the cobblestones under his feet were uneven, and a trace of blue-gray veins clung to his snow-white ankles, winding up like a mysterious and treacherous vine.

The most eye-catching thing is the bright red mole, under the collarbone and above the heart, Gu Fengyao's breath was stagnant, his sharp eyes stared at it almost greedily, and he stroked it countless times.

Just like its owner, hidden under the collar, it seems ascetic and unattainable.

Gu Qianhuan grabbed his tie and whispered into the man's ear: "You hurt your back, maybe your hands are infected?"

As he said, his fingertips brushed across Gu Fengyao's Adam's apple seemingly absently, before Gu Fengyao had time to react, he had already retracted his hand.

There is a layer of mist separating the cold eyes.

Gu Fengyao's heartbeat froze, but he saw that Gu Qianhuan had already stepped into the bathtub, the water was swaying, he hooked the man's neck, and a trace of warm breath sprinkled on the man's cochlea: "The wound on the back, is it good?"

His fingertips were gradually wrapping around him like a vine, Gu Fengyao's eyes were dark, staring at him closely, he hadn't been so intimate with Huanhuan for a long, long time.

This was a scene that he couldn't even imagine in his dreams, like an invisible hook, instantly evoking memories of the past.

With this kind of hint and acquiescence, his ambition is getting higher and higher, maybe he can be bolder, bolder.

Bring home this proud cat.

A layer of shirt on Gu Fengyao's body was already soaked by water, a slight splash of water overflowed from the bathtub, and the flickering light shattered and shattered into the water waves.

Gu Qianhuan lowered her eyes, and his fingertips were held by him, pecking and kissing bit by bit.

Slow, procrastinating, lukewarm.

Gu Qianhuan stood up dissatisfied, with a restrained expression on his face, it was an inorganic and hard expression, he looked down on the man like a ruthless god.

Gu Fengyao raised his eyes: "Huanhuan, what's wrong?"

Gu Qianhuan put his wet fingers on the man's shoulder, he lowered his head, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he opened his mouth provocatively: "Aren't you weak?"

Those twinkling peach blossom eyes swept over Gu Fengyao, causing his breathing to stagnate. Gu Qianhuan didn't notice it, and still ordered coldly: "Don't you have any strength? I'll tell you to work harder."

"Otherwise—just get lost."

Gu Fengyao's heart was completely controlled by him. Hearing his harsh words, his pupils narrowed sharply, and those deep eyes were fixed on the young man, like a fierce beast that was extremely hungry, and was about to choose someone to eat.

Gu Qianhuan was his prey.

Because of his heart, Gu Fengyao became restrained instead, completely lost the wantonness of the past.

But now, after being provoked, Gu Fengyao slammed onto the young man's slender and fragile neck with hot palms, as if trying to melt him away.

The situation was reversed instantly.

……

Gu Fengyao lowered his head and saw the young man's soul-stirring wet red eyebrows, like crushed warm wind.

The fermented emotions hit the chest, Gu Fengyao tensed his jaw, the tip of his tongue slowly licked-licked the upper jaw, sharp teeth, his Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes slowly moved up.

The water mist in the room was heavy, and even people became slightly drunk.

A crescent moon hung high outside the window, and the cold moonlight shattered on the ground, as if a layer of icing had condensed.According to the trees, trace the shadowy shadows.

Gu Fengyao narrowed his eyes contentedly.

He didn't realize that the young man who was supposed to be addicted was so calm from the beginning to the end.

His gaze was as cold as moonlight, unable to reflect the slightest image.

Pretty and cold.

There were traces of residual red on Gu Qianhuan's body. He lay sleepily on the edge of the bathtub, his cold white skin was a little more radiant than the bathtub, it was almost dazzling white.

Gu Fengyao carried people out of the bathroom, and the little pear blossom outside was scratching the door. It saw the humans disappearing into the room, and thought they were going to die.

Seeing the two of them coming out, Xiao Lihua meowed non-stop, as if to say: Finally came out~

Gu Fengyao took the hair dryer, Gu Qianhuan was so tired that he was about to fall asleep, he was lying on the solid color bed, his wet hair was still dripping.It was the first time he entered Gu Qianhuan's bedroom. It was deserted and minimalist, completely different from what he had imagined.

Gu Fengyao's heart stabbed suddenly.

"Huanhuan, don't sleep, I'll blow your hair."

Gu Qianhuan pulled the quilt and glanced at him: "Get lost!"

After speaking, he turned over, with wet hair sticking to his cheek, Gu Fengyao tightened his jaw, without any hesitation, he forcefully pulled him into his arms, and dried his soft hair bit by bit.

At Jingcheng A Airport, one flight after another arrived early in the morning, and conspicuous clouds were drawn on the blue sky of the fuselage.

As the largest airport in Jingcheng, it is bustling all year round with a constant stream of people coming and going. At this time, in the airport hall, Zhang Lin and a few subordinates watched the time over and over again, looking at the exit.

When the hour hand pointed to eight o'clock, two people appeared in the VIP passage, one in front and one behind. Tall and straight, with the same handsome appearance, with a long-standing high-ranking prestige on his body, but holding a cute little gray cat in his hand, the contrast is so strong that it is unbelievable.

Zhang Lin was stunned for a moment when he saw it, and hurried up to meet him: "BOSS."

Gu Fengyao glanced at him briefly, and handed him the cat bag in his hand: "Send it to my house first."

Zhang Lin didn't have time to answer, Gu Qianhuan stopped the kitten halfway: "I'll take Xiaolihua home."

Gu Fengyao looked at him with deep eyes, settled for a while, and then said: "Okay."

Zhang Lin who watched the whole process: "..."

He can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get in, but he's not a Tu Xingsun, and he doesn't know how to escape from the ground, so he can only watch, nose and mouth care, honestly pretending to be a wallflower.

Looking secretly at the two people in front, Zhang Lin couldn't help gossiping, the boss and Young Master Gu are like this, are they reconciled?

He was not all right, so he followed to get things. Hearing that it was a painting from an auction, Zhang Lin heard a soft hiss. At this price, you don't even need to think about it. It must be worth a lot if Gu Qianhuan takes a fancy to it.

He could only guard carefully, and finally arrived at the BOSS's house, Zhang Lin finally had time to speak: "Boss, I have brought all the reports for this month."

Gu Fengyao retracted his gaze, his eyes fell on the opposite room, and he responded.

Gu Qianhuan closed the door, leaned his back against the door, his eyes were heavy, and before he had time to tidy up anything, he went straight to the studio.

When Xiaolihua came home, she looked at her owner who ran to the room as soon as she came back, poked her head out of the cat climbing frame, and soon had fun.

Gu Qianhuan looked around the studio, and it seemed to be the same as before he left. He hung "Rainbow Heart" on the wall of the studio at a height that could be seen when he looked up. He began to tidy up the studio without touching the canvas or brushes. .

Until the end, he went straight to the dusty easel. The canvas on the shelf, the brushes in front of the shelf, and the paints on the bottom of the shelf were neatly arranged. His eyes passed by, and there was only inorganic indifference in his eyes.

He leaned over, the open neckline exposed the red marks of star lights, under the delicate collarbone, a little red was looming, and under the light blue T-shirt, there was a kind of lust that was about to come out.

When Gu Qianhuan shook his body when he picked up the paintbrush, he knew it was useless.

He became short of breath, grasped the neckline so that it was deformed, he couldn't continue to paint, and the adjusted paint still couldn't fall on the canvas. He saw the paleness in front of him, and the dizziness hit his nerves heavily, trembling and dense like needle pricks. pain.

His whole body was trembling, his teeth were rattling, and in the blink of an eye, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat. After an unknown period of time, such tremors completely disappeared.

The body has been paralyzed to the point where there is no pain.

In the room, the cell phone rang suddenly. Gu Qianhuan wiped off the sticky sweat on his fingertips, and his voice became hoarse due to the tension: "Cheng Yan."

Cheng Yan cut to the chase and said, "Qian Huan, are you back?"

In fact, he already knew it, because when Gu Qianhuan was boarding the plane, he specially posted a photo in Moments, which was the gate of Wucheng Airport, and Cheng Yan made a phone call. After chatting for a while, he Proposed: "Qian Huan, are you free to go out recently? I will clean up the dust for you."

Gu Qianhuan raised the corners of her lips, without a hint of a smile in her eyes, and said, "Okay, what time?"

Cheng Yan made the reservation for three days without even thinking about it, but the place he chose was unexpected, it was the restaurant on the third floor of the Pearl Building. Gu Qianhuan paused, remembering that the first floor was his painting exhibition.

Gu Qianhuan calculated the time, and it happened to be the last day.

He said yes, and after hanging up the phone, he was about to call another number, which was the private detective who had cooperated with him for a long time, but when he was about to dial out, he suddenly stopped.

The call never went out.

Gu Qianhuan got up, and the dead studio gave people a sense of suffocation, as if even the air was stagnant. In it, he cast a gray shadow, completely integrated with everything around him.

Gu Qianhuan didn't notice anything, he came out of the studio silently like a ghost, a loud knock on the door made him frown, and it seemed that it would not stop until the door was opened.

5 minute later.

Gu Fengyao took out the hot food and put it on the dinner plate. He was like a good wife and mother. Gu Qianhuan looked at his soft eyebrows and was a little dazed.

At this moment, Gu Fengyao had torn open the bag of cat food and poured out the cat food and water separately, and Xiao Lihua also began to eat "meow meow" under the table.

The ceiling lamp casts a warm light, shining a warm atmosphere in the living room. Qian Huan, Gu Fengyao and Xiao Lihua look more like a family - parents with the most delicate little daughter.

Gu Fengyao's eyes showed tenderness that he couldn't hide: "Huanhuan, try the food to see if it suits your appetite..."

When Gu Qianhuan heard the man say that he was unprepared and didn't know his taste, he looked around the table and tightened his hands holding the chopsticks.

Whichever one he likes.

His voice was very low, and he looked a little shy when he lowered his eyes: "I like it very much."

Gu Fengyao smiled, with stars twinkling in his eyes.

Gu Qianhuan saw it, and he pursed his lips, his mind was so messed up that he couldn't tell the difference, and if he looked carefully with his clear pupils, he would only find a numb void.

In the days that followed, Gu Qianhuan was not very clear. At some point, the concept of time became blurred to him.

On the streets of Jingcheng, Gu Qianhuan took two steps. The morning glow in the sky was beautiful and gorgeous. Among the crowd, he was the only one walking against the current.

He heard the hustle and bustle of the crowd, the horn of the car, and one or two stray cats crawling out of the grass, leisurely and leisurely heading towards the feeding point of the kind-hearted people. The lights of the shops on the street suddenly turned on, forming a dazzling scene Sea of ​​lights.

Turning on the phone unconsciously, seeing the numbers on the screen, Gu Qianhuan came back to his senses, 18:36.

The author has something to say: One update, it's over.

23:58:05~2021-06-2620:59:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Changge;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!