Someone has a crush on Forensic Gu

The night is thick, and the city breathes and breathes in the flickering light and shadow like a giant dragon sleeping in the light and shadow.

Mo Lin had just taken a shower, and his hair hadn't been dried yet, and the water dripped on the black nightgown and quickly blurred a dark water stain.

It happened that the mobile phone in the living room flickered. He picked it up and took a look. It was a video request from Mo Song.

He didn't need to think about it to know the purpose of Mo Song's video.

After clicking to answer, the man in the video was wearing a white peaked cap and casual sportswear. He looked calm and energetic. He put away the golf clubs in his hand and put them in the rest area.

Mo Song found a comfortable position to answer the phone half lying down, behind him was a green lawn, quiet and pure under the sunshine.

"Young man, your mother can't wait to see him. She has already mentioned it to me many times, let me ask you two out...to have a meal together..."

The broken hair in front of Mo Lin's forehead was messy: "I know you don't miss me at all, now that you have an extra son, it doesn't matter to me..."

It happened that Gu Yuan passed by, threw a bath towel over, and smashed it on Mo Lin's forehead impartially: "What are you doing standing on the balcony, isn't it cold?"

When Gu Yuan spoke, his voice was cold, and there was no expression on his face. He was waiting for Mo Lin to take a bath just now, but he couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell asleep. When he woke up, he found that Mo Lin was not by his side, so he got up to look for someone.

It turned out that this guy was standing on the balcony in the cold and sneaking on the phone.

Mo Lin was worried that Gu Yuan would mind the video call, so he stood on the balcony wearing earphones to answer the video, the temperature on the balcony was a little low, so he wrapped himself in a thin nightgown, it was indeed a bit cold.

Gu Yuan frowned and walked to the balcony, his eyelids were closed, as if he hadn't woken up, he didn't say a word, he just stretched out his arm to help Mo Lin wipe his hair, Mo Lin was taller than him, he had to look up.

But the father and son who were chatting at the moment chose to be silent at the same time. In order not to make a sound, Mo Song even turned off his microphone, suspected of wanting to eavesdrop.

Mo Lin buckled the phone and put it on the window sill, put his arms around Gu Yuan's waist, rubbed his face against his fair arm, and buried his head in his fragrant neck: "I miss you wiping my hair every day... .”

Mo Lin's voice carried a hint of coquettishness, but it was also full of personal characteristics. He hugged his little tree tightly like a koala, not wanting to let go.

The cold hair stuck to Gu Yuan's neck, and he shrank his neck subconsciously: "Stand up first...don't make trouble...your hair is not dry yet..."

Mo Lin hung up the video with a bluetooth headset calmly, leaving Lao Song to experience the rest of the content.

In the bathroom, Gu Yuan turned on the hair dryer, and he looked up at the person standing opposite him. His deep facial features looked much softer than during the day, and the good-looking eyebrows and eyes were only so gentle when he looked at Gu Yuan.

Gu Yuan turned on the heating gear of the hair dryer, and the wind blew on Mo Lin's open chest. The warm air went up along his neck and stopped on the wet hair. Soothed, in such a cold season, white and warm fingers inserted into his hair and fiddled gently.

The beautiful and warm feeling can only be experienced when you are with someone you love deeply. Mo Lin obsessively smells the bath fragrance emanating from Gu Yuan's body. This fragrance is the same as his body, but no matter how much you smell it, you can't get enough of it.

His hand "consciously" got into the other person's clothes to keep warm, and his fingers slid over the delicate waist, and he felt that Gu Yuan's back was much firmer than when he touched it for the first time, and the outline of his abdominal muscles became more and more obvious Yes, it seems that the proteins that were supplemented before have all grown in the right place.

Gu Yuan's back is as beautiful as a work of art, and every inch touched by his hot fingertips seems to be covered with flames, and with a light touch, the fire spreads like a prairie fire...

Gu Yuan tried his best to dry Mo Lin's hair carefully, inserting his fingertips into the soft hair, under the warm wind, his sense of touch became more and more sensitive, he was distracted by blowing, Mo Lin hugged him to wash When I lifted it, the hair dryer slipped from my hand and fell into the sink, making a lonely noise.

Mo Lin looked at the blush on Gu Yuan's face, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Although he didn't say a word at the moment, everything was kept silent.

Gu Yuan leaned back against the glass, his face continued to heat up: "Don't look at me like that."

When he was talking, the collar of his white pajamas was slanted to one side, exposing half of his shoulders, his palms were resting on the sink, his collarbone became more obvious, the collarbone that was rubbed by Mo Lin's hair just now was wet, and he looked extraordinarily charming, Coupled with the blush rising from the tips of his ears, it's not too tempting...

Even in the damp bathroom, Mo Lin's throat was already extremely dry.

Mo Lin leaned forward, and when he was about to kiss Gu Yuan's lips, he suddenly stopped: "I have a question to ask Gu Fayi." Mo Lin said meaningfully: "Physiological congestion often occurs, is it a disease?"

Gu Yuan knew what Mo Lin was asking, and he frowned: "It is indeed sick, and it is not serious."

Not only was Mo Lin not worried about his condition, but he smiled: "Then how should I treat it?" When Mo Lin spoke, there was a smile in his voice, like a low-pitched cello playing a cheerful tune: "Doctor Gu Fayi will prescribe a prescription for you." Come on, I don't want to die."

Gu Yuan stared at the lips that were close at hand, and the breath he exhaled sprayed on his lips, with strong hormones, and he didn't look like he was going to die at all.

He leaned his chin forward a little, and easily touched Mo Lin's lips, which were much hotter than he imagined.

"The prescription is still the right medicine, but the medicine is too weak to save me."

As Mo Lin said, his arms were propped up on the washbasin, and he leaned towards Gu Yuan: "The medicine needs to be more effective."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and bit Gu Yuan's shoulder as if forbearance. Gu Yuan shivered suddenly, he didn't know whether it was cold or nervous, and then his earlobe was also bitten.

Gu Yuan's heart was beating violently, and he became excited for no reason. He couldn't remember exactly when the pair of handcuffs fell on his wrists. He only remembered that when he wanted to resist, Mo Lin whispered in his ear: " You can't run away..."

In the early morning, Gu Yuan opened the anti-theft door and stared at the box at the door in a daze.

Wen Zihan called him early in the morning, and he said that he was already in the underground parking lot, and asked Gu Yuan to go down to pick him up.

When Gu Yuan opened the door, there was a cardboard box inexplicably placed at the door, and there were two large characters [Gu Yuan] written on the cardboard box.

In order to identify the express delivery, the courier sometimes writes the name of the consignee on the box with a black pen, which is not surprising.

The cardboard box was only a little bigger than a palm, and when I shook it in my hand, there seemed to be a strip-shaped thing inside, which was quite hard.

Gu Yuan didn't do any online shopping in the past few days, so he subconsciously thought that Mo Lin might have bought this item, so he put the courier on the shoe cabinet, and went out with sleepy eyes.

Wen Zihan was waiting for Gu Yuan in the garage. The trunk was full of two boxes of snacks, all of which were picked according to Gu Yuan's taste.

Because Gu Yuan loves to eat, he developed the habit of buying snacks. Yesterday he learned that Gu Yuan and Mo Lin had obtained their certificates. So many snacks.

As if he couldn't buy snacks for Gu Yuan anymore, he bought a lot in one go, so much that he couldn't carry it by himself, so he had to ask Gu Yuan to come down to help.

While waiting for Gu Yuan in the garage, he saw a man wearing a black peaked cap coming out of the stairs. Seeing someone across the way, the man deliberately lowered the brim of his hat, looking unnaturally sneaky.

Wen Zihan always felt that something was wrong with this person, like the kind of character in the movie who did something wrong and kept hiding.

In fact, he was not in a very good mood, and he didn't want to pay attention to others.

After a while, Gu Yuan came out of the elevator and glanced at Wen Zihan, his eyes were still hazy, as if he hadn't woken up.

Seeing him coming, Wen Zihan turned around to hug the snacks in the trunk: "It should be enough for you to eat for a while, let Mo Lin buy it for you next time."

He was a little frustrated, and his tone of voice was weird.

Gu Yuan didn't notice it, he hummed lightly, and reached out to pick up the box in Wen Zihan's hand.

It was very cold in the basement. Gu Yuan was afraid of the cold, so he hid his fingers in his sleeves and only showed two fingers to pick up the box. Wen Zihan glanced at him and said, "Forget it, let me do it, in case you don't wake up and fall back again." wrestle."

Wen Zihan carried the box to the elevator entrance with some sulking, then turned back to carry the second box.

Gu Yuan looked at him, and suddenly said, "Don't bring anything with you next time, you won't be able to leave it at home."

When Gu Yuan said this, he was serious, because Mo Lin just bought an oversized refrigerator yesterday to store snacks for him, and now the family has enough food to open a supermarket.

Wen Zihan's body froze for a moment, he put the box on the ground, and kicked it. After kicking, he rested for a while with his hands on his hips, and continued to move the snacks into the elevator.

Gu Yuan came over to help: "It seems that you are a bit weak, haven't you exercised recently?"

Wen Zihan became even more depressed, and didn't even want to say anything.

Gu Yuan didn't say anything, Wen Zihan carried snacks into the room, the heating in the room was fully turned on, Gu Yuan was afraid of the cold, so he turned on the floor heating, "Fat Orange" lay on a warm place on the floor and licked his little paws , Seeing a guest coming, he immediately came over to greet the guest.

Wen Zihan changed his shoes and saw a box on the shoe rack.

"What did you buy, why didn't you open it?"

"It belongs to Molin."

Wen Zihan picked it up and took a look, and found that the box was different from ordinary express boxes: "No, why is there no consignee's information?"

At this moment, Mo Lin just came out of the room: "What are you talking about?"

Gu Yuan: "Your courier."

"Express delivery?" Mo Lin walked to the shoe rack, glanced at the box in Wen Zihan's hand: "I didn't buy anything."

"Take it apart and have a look..."

Wen Zihan violently tore off the scotch tape, and was dumbfounded the moment he opened the box: "This is... this is..."

Seeing that Wen Zihan's expression was not right, Mo Lin leaned over to take a look, but didn't speak, the expression on his face was complicated.

Mo Lin looked at Gu Yuan and fell into deep thought.

Didn't I take good care of him?So much so that he still needs to...

Immediately, Mo Lin rejected this idea, because it was impossible.

Gu Yuan sat on the sofa and looked at the two with a dazed expression: "What's inside?"

Wen Zihan took out the contents of the box: "You two still need this stuff?"

A strip immediately appeared in front of Gu Yuan's eyes. If it was placed in the short video, it would be mosaiced.

The grilled sausage in Gu Yuan's hand fell to the floor, "Fat Ju" smelled the aroma of the food, and stretched out his small tongue to lick it lightly, not aware of the abnormal atmosphere in the room at all.

Mo Lin snatched the things from Wen Zihan's hands and threw them back into the box: "It's obvious that someone is playing a prank."

"Who would be so boring, giving you two such things, isn't it an obvious insult..."

Wen Zihan looked at Mo Lin, and swallowed the following words into his stomach.

Although Wen Zihan didn't say it clearly, he looked at Mo Lin with a strange look, as if saying: You don't have that problem, do you?

Have you reached the point where you need to buy something to assist?

Mo Lin rubbed his temples, put the box back on the shoe rack, then took out his cell phone and called the doorman.

"Someone put unclean things in front of my house, I want to check the surveillance..."

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