I exchanged true love for 1000 billion

The cold paint was painted on the body, Gu Fengyao's eyes rolled, and his gaze fell on the young man as if chasing.

The young man is extremely beautiful, the brilliant light flows through his body like flowing water, the light and shadow intertwine, the white skin shows a translucent light, like a dazzling star, dazzling and bright, he subconsciously searches, but only sees the bright red lips, the delicate chin ...

A thin layer of paint was painted on the chest, and the tip of the pen brushed over it, causing slight itches. Gu Fengyao stood there, motionless, like a sculpture.The young man in front of him lowered his head and fiddled with it, so that he could only see the small hair on the top of his head, and Gu Fengyao suddenly realized what he wanted to see.

He wanted to see Huanhuan's shining eyes, to see his own silhouette reflected in his light-colored pupils, to see that he only cares about himself.

When the consciousness came back, Gu Fengyao tensed his body instantly when he saw everything in front of him clearly.

The young man was kneeling on the ground at some point, with the paintbrush waving around his taut legs, his slanted body like a stretched bowstring, his snow-white arms, delicate collarbones, and the faint mint fragrance, which clearly made him drunk.

"Huanhuan?" He asked almost hoarsely.

Gu Qianhuan raised her eyes in a daze, her eyes were filled with increasingly fanatical emotions, and the shattered floating light was reflected in her eyes, which was extremely bright, indescribable and indescribable.

In Gu Qianhuan's eyes, the man's tall body is the most suitable canvas, the undulating lines are perfectly docile, the paint is applied stroke by stroke, and the thick tones are like a deep sea that drowns people, but they are subdued by Gu Fengyao's Under the momentum, those dots of white splashed on the man's waist, until he really stopped writing and waited for the whole body mirror to reflect the whole appearance - Gu Fengyao didn't know that it was actually a map of the starry sky.

Compared with the pure white young man next to him, the paint on his body looks more gloomy, dotted with nebula after another, like the eyes of the deep starry sky.

Gu Qianhuan clenched his palms tightly, his hands trembled imperceptibly because of his long-term concentration on painting.

"Is it beautiful?" Gu Qianhuan asked, he was out of pure joy, but when he caught a glimpse of that thing, his eyes froze slightly.

Gu Fengyao's Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't bear the pain. Under Gu Qian's eyes, he was a thief who was cornered. In front of his master, he exposed the most unbearable things in his heart. He asked in a hoarse voice: "Huanhuan, your knee hurts. Doesn't it hurt?"

What he was talking about was that Gu Qianhuan was kneeling on the floor for a long time when he was painting just now. He knew how delicate the young man's skin was, and he was afraid that it would have been bruised and purple.

Gu Qianhuan lifted the hem of the bathrobe: "Did you say here?"

The knee was bruised and purple, surrounded by snow-white skin, and the calf with smooth lines. Gu Fengyao couldn't move his eyes, ambiguously answered the question: "Do you want me to massage you?"

Gu Qianhuan smiled softly. Compared with his body covered in paint, he was not clean enough. His pure white color had not been stained with a single trace of paint. When he smiled at this moment, he was like a white rose blooming in the dark night, not as delicate as red. But there is a kind of beauty that is almost tea extravagant.

"Where do you want a massage?"

He put down the hem of his clothes, with a playful light in his eyes, as if he was teasing with evil humor, Gu Fengyao's heart was beating wildly, his eyes were dark and bright, reflecting the silhouette of a young man.

Too much patience, my whole body began to ache.

Youth is what he can't reach.

Gu Qianhuan blinked, thinking whether she was teasing too much, Gu Fengyao suddenly leaned over and hugged him, the white bathrobe was stained with paint on his body, staining his whole body.

Gu Qianhuan hooked his neck, and traced his fingertips on the back of his neck: "Probably all..."

When Gu Fengyao went out, the young man was still asleep. From the studio to the bedroom, the dry traces on the floor had long been wiped away. The young man in the quilt slept peacefully. The bright sky outside the window slanted on his face, soft like snow velvet, like a silhouette Gather together.

The porridge was put in the incubator, and he left a note. Gu walked away quietly, and stopped when passing the cat's nest. Little Lihua showed a furry head, and the big and round cat pupils stared straight at it. He, and next to it, is another pure black and red cat head.

"Big black?"

The cat litter was bulging, and it was about to burst. A group of big black cats let out an extremely perfunctory cry, turned their heads and licked Little Lihua, who slapped her paw on its head, and quickly rushed out of the cat nest, standing on the edge of the wall. Cat climbing frame, looking down on them.

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Dahei followed and looked at Xiaolihua from the lower steps.

Change the past slapstick.

Gu Fengyao kept it in his heart. He counted the time to go out. After leaving, in the bedroom, the young man who should have been sleeping opened his eyes. His light-colored eyes were full of shattered light. Printed one after another crimson hickeys, winding all the way down.

Gu Qianhuan lowered his eyes, the inside of his wrist was full of red roses, and he stood naked in front of the full-length mirror, with romantic hickey marks everywhere, the hardest hit area was the red mole under the collarbone, which was dark red and a little red and swollen, like It is caressed thousands of times.

Gu Qianhuan had some headaches thinking about it, and she was going to wear a turtleneck sweater when she went out.

Mrs. Gu, Gu Fengyao finished his work as usual, when he received a call on his personal mobile phone, there was no reason and no display, but he was told to stop, and tapped the phone with his fingertips.

The old laughter spread to the eardrums: "Little Gu, don't come here without any problems."

Gu Fengyao frowned slightly, and cut straight to the point: "You are looking for me, what is the matter?"

Director Liu glanced at the person standing beside him: "Regarding the L base, it is expected that there will be big moves in the near future. I tell you to be careful, and your boyfriend..." Director Liu opened the file on the desktop, and there are some things He can hide it from Gu Fengyao, but he can't hide it from the country. He lowered his voice: "If you reconcile with him, just take care of him. He is in a deeper trap than you."

Gu Fengyao: "What do you mean?"

Director Liu avoided talking about it and changed the subject: "Recently, Jingcheng will start martial law. There are internal reports that people from Base L have moved here. The big move many years ago caused them to hold a grudge. Come on, there are not enough manpower, don't you really think about it?"

Gu Fengyao: "...I'm just a businessman."

Director Liu understood the subtext in his words, and said calmly, "Xiao Gu, do you think I will believe it? There are some things that you can't escape just by refusing. I'll give you a period of time to think about it. I will send you the original documents by express mail, they have been kept with me long enough."

As soon as the voice fell, the call was hung up.

Gu Fengyao didn't even have a chance to refute. He was silent for a moment, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and looked down from the [-]-story building. The flow of people was condensed into small black spots, small and wonderful.

His eyes were dark, and the light outside the window fell into the deep black pupils, as if swallowed by a black hole, unable to reflect the slightest light.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Jingcheng turns from cold to cold and enters winter.

Overnight, the whole city was covered in silver, and pure white became the only color in the world.The snowflakes began to flutter again and fell on the umbrella surface.

The snow on the ground creaked and creaked.

A cluster of burning flames appeared in the snow. If you look carefully, you will find that it is a fiery red umbrella. The boy is holding the red umbrella, and the swaying umbrella is lifted slightly, revealing a very beautiful face.

Gu Qianhuan looked at the long street opposite, the breath condensed into white smoke in the fireworks, and the clear voice came to another person's eardrum through the mobile phone: "I'm here, Cheng Yan."

Cheng Yan laughed: "How's the snow scene on the road? This is the first snow this year. I think you've been at home for a long time, so you might as well go out for a walk more to relax."

The boy's long and curled eyelashes swept away, and the other party answered with a chuckle, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and there was silence on his pretty face.

"Cheng Yan, what have you been up to lately? We haven't seen each other for a while."

He passed through the crowd, and his eyes fell directly on the square in the distance. The fountain with flowing water had frozen, and the ice edges reflected five-colored rainbow light in the sun. one place.

Cheng Yan said a few words, then turned his head to look at the person beside him. He made a hand gesture, as if casually asking, "Qian Huan, have you finished taking the medicine I gave you earlier?"

Gu Qianhuan's eyes flashed, and before he could answer, he saw a tall and straight man standing at the entrance of the shopping mall. Before he could react, the man had already approached him: "Huanhuan."

Gu Qianhuan looked down at the phone, and hung up at some point.

On the other side, the shopping mall monitoring room.

Cheng Yan hung up the phone and didn't need to listen.His eyes fell on the screen: in front of the door full of people, the two people staring at each other were particularly dazzling.

I can't stand it any longer.

L's words ring in my ears, if Qian Huan agrees to herself, will the result be different?Cheng Yan laughed, as if he would still do it.

Cheng Yan clenched the phone tightly and said in a deep voice, "Let's get started."

The author has something to say: Second watch, finished.