Green Tea Boyfriend Attacked Me [Transmigration Book]

"Why are you in my room?"

Gong Yu was so frightened that he reached out to touch the bedside lamp, but his wrist was grabbed and pressed against the pillow, while the other hand, which was still free, was pressed behind his waist by himself, scratching it. The bruising from Wiale yesterday.

He was wearing a blindfold and couldn't take it off for a while, so he could only tilt his head and wait for Guan Heng's answer.

However, the boy didn't say a word, instead he let out a slightly rough breathing sound.

"Xiaoguan?"

Gong Yu is very familiar with this kind of sound, every time he comes down from Wia, he will unconsciously make such a sound because of fatigue.

So he subconsciously thought that Guan Heng was not feeling well.

"Xiaoguan, where did you get hurt?"

Guan Heng still didn't speak, and it took a long time to hum in a low voice as a response. The obvious nasal sound in the silent night reminded Gong Yu of something suddenly.

In the bathroom on the first floor where Guan Heng just took a shower, the sink by the door was designed to be extremely anti-human.

The water outlet of the faucet is not directly downward, but slightly inclined. The moment it is turned on, the terrifying water pressure will rush straight to the abdomen of the person standing in front of the sink. The trauma that comes, regardless of physical and psychological, may die on the spot.

So Gong Yu never used that sink again after he was tricked by transmigrating into the book for the first time.

Because of long-term filming, he spent very little time at home, and he didn't waste time to find someone to repair the room that was not used very much, and he forgot it after a long time.

However, Guan Heng is new here, and he has a high waistline, so it is very likely that the fierce equipment will attack his vulnerable parts.

Thinking of this, Gong Yu couldn't help but shuddered for Guan Heng, and then remembered that he let him into that bathroom, so he became more and more wronged, and even lost the confidence to speak:

"Xiaoguan, you, are you in pain? Do you need some medicine? I have all kinds of medicine."

Gong Yu noticed that Guan Heng's fingers pressing on his wrist seemed to be shaking slightly, as if he was trying to restrain himself.

Seeing him like this, Gong Yu couldn't help panicking. He turned his head to the side, trying to wipe off the blindfold that was obstructing his face with a pillow, and check Guan Heng's current state, but Guan Heng's forehead that was on the bridge of his nose suddenly suppressed the movement of the blindfold , making it difficult for Gong Yu to move.

Gong Yu frowned: "You..."

Even if this child is timid, he can't dare to say anything when he is injured. What's the matter with secretly enduring it?

"Xiao Guan, hold on for a while, let me get up, and I'll find you... ointment."

Gong Yu didn't dare to fight hard, worried that his actions would cause Guan Heng's pain to intensify. We are all men and know what it feels like to be in pain.

The slam actor who aspired to be the top performer in domestic entertainment was lying beside him with a dazed face, his slightly parted lips glowed with plump water, and for a moment people had the illusion that he was as innocent as a child.

The gaze Guan Heng stared at his lips was as deep and oppressive as the dense night.

Gong Yu gave birth to a pair of beautiful eyes shining like stars, and two thick black eyelashes were raised slightly along the narrow and long eye ends. On weekdays, he looked bewildered and cynical, which was enough to drive people crazy.

But now that these eyes are covered, people suddenly feel that his perfectly lined bridge of the nose has started to overwhelm the other, and his lips that are a bit alienated and indifferent are often hung in a light smile, and because of the dry temperature in the room, the tip of his tongue is subconsciously moistened .

The light in the bedroom was not turned on, but Guan Heng did not draw the curtains when he entered the bedroom, letting the moonlight outside the window rippling on the carpet and falling on Gong Yu's pillow.

Guan Heng's eyes carefully described every inch of skin on the man's face.

The uneasiness of not being able to see anything made Gong Yu clear his throat, exert a little force on his neck, and gently pushed Guan Heng's forehead with the tip of his nose, "Xiao Guan, let me get up, I'll find you some ointment."

Guan Heng's Adam's apple rolled.

It does hurt, but...don't want to use ointment.

"...No need, brother, just like this..." Guan Heng lay back on the pillow, holding Gong Yu's slender fingers that were still cold even when he was retracted into the bed, "...Go to sleep."

Guan Heng took a deep breath, and it took him a long time to exhale slowly, closing his eyes.

"In a while...the pain will be gone."

Gong Yu was extremely sleepy, although he kept thinking about getting up to see Guan Heng's injuries, but he was helplessly surrounded by warm palms, making him indulge in a moment of laziness, and fell asleep so deeply.

Since wearing the book, Gong Yu seldom had a comfortable sleep, and would always wake up at night due to physical discomfort, but last night, he slept straight until dawn.

Gong Yu tore off the blindfold that was crooked from sleeping, and was about to stretch comfortably, when he opened his hands, a young man greeted him with a smile.

"Good morning brother."

Gong Yu: "!!!"

He even forgot that there was someone sleeping beside him.

After living two lifetimes, he was an orphan since he was a baby, and he didn't even have a mother to sleep with him. There was actually a big living person lying next to him, both of them were conscious, and slept with him all night.

Gong Yu blushed unavoidably, and realized that she was feeling embarrassed, so she quickly showed the aura of a benefactor, pretending to be calm, "Well, good morning."

"Is it hot in the room?" Guan Heng put his hand on Gong Yu's face and touched it lightly, then touched his own face as a contrast, with a pure face, "Brother's face is so hot, I just turned it off." Air-conditioned."

Gong Yu sat up, grabbed two lumbar pillows that were thrown on the carpet, one on the back of the waist, one on the front of the abdomen, cleared her throat:

"Yu Wen, maybe it's Yu Wen."

After speaking, he gestured to fan his face with his hands.

Guan Heng held back his laughter, stopped teasing Gong Yu, turned around and got out of bed, "Brother, after washing, let's eat, I cooked porridge."

After hearing the sound of his closing the door, Gong Yu nodded with satisfaction leaning on his lumbar pillow.

Tsk, virtuous.

When going downstairs, Gong Yu was followed by a large group of cats jumping up and down. They seemed to have a strong hatred for the kitten in Gong Yu's arms, and they wanted to pounce on it and replace it with him.

"Fourth, if you step on the pig again, there will be no food today." Gong Yu bent over to pick up the raccoon flower called Zhuzhu, and gently educated the cat on the ground.

Guan Heng was serving porridge with his back to them, and smiled when he heard the name of the fourth child.

He knew the fourth child through Gong Yu's Weibo. It was the only expensive cat breed in Gong Yu's hands, a two-color puppet with a seal and a lynx.

The puppet cat is lively and active by nature, and likes to be with people. It is born with a big body. Everything that Gong Yu posts about it on Weibo is either a picture of sitting on his face or stomach in the morning, or Overturned a whole row of flowerpots.

Hearing Gong Yu teaching it a lesson at this moment, it must have done something rebellious.

"Let's eat, brother." Guan Heng walked to the dining table with the bowl, saw the kitten in Gong Yu's arms, raised his eyebrows, and said, "The inspection is over so soon? It seems that the little guy is fine."

It was the little tortoiseshell that Gong Yu picked up that day.

"Well, Fang Mu just sent me a WeChat message, saying that he delivered it directly this morning. I didn't hear him open the door. I should have told him to wait. I have to drive myself to the set today."

Gong Yu was muttering about trifles, pulled out the chair and sat on it, lowered his head and pondered for a long time, then turned to look at Guan Heng with a worried face, "Xiao Guan, did you... feel better about your uncomfortable place last night? Blame me for forgetting to remind you about the restroom..."

Guan Heng lowered his head and drank the porridge, hiding his smile behind the bowl, "I'm ready, brother, I'm fine."

Only then did Gong Yu heave a sigh of relief, pinched the little tortoiseshell's fleshy pads, and raised his index finger to adjust his glasses.

"Give it a name."

"Hmm..." Guan Heng tilted his head to look at its smoldering little face, and said solemnly, "Why don't we just call it 'Let', which proves that its wandering days are over."

The homonym Liao Liao.

Gong Yu was very satisfied, "Not bad."

Just as she was about to free up one hand to take a spoon to drink porridge, Gong Yu suddenly found that there was no other food on the table except porridge, so she put the spoon back on the small bed and went to wash her hands.

"When you are growing up, I will bake you a piece of cake to eat, so that children can keep up with nutrition. I remember there are eggs and flour at home."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Guan Heng to refuse, and went directly to get the eggs.

Guan Heng was a little surprised. He leaned on the dining table with his chin in one hand, watching Gong Yu busy in front of Nakajima, his movements were smooth and smooth, which was pleasing to the eye.

A substitute is a substitute, as long as it is him who stays by Gong Yu's side.

When the round omelette was put into the pan, Guan Heng stood up and walked to Gong Yu's side, admiring his face closely.

Although Gong Yu has long been used to being stared at by the public, today's scene with only one audience made him feel extremely ashamed.

So he decided to get back on the field.

"Cough, Xiao Guan, look at this omelette, it's big and round, just like the circle we live in," Gong Yu flipped the spatula, raised his hand to support his glasses when the oil pan was making a slight sizzling sound, "Your life at school is also a social circle."

Guan Heng nodded.

"You also know that in today's era, everyone hides their own scheming in the depths and does not show it to the outside. They are intriguing openly and secretly with masks. It is difficult to find a haven that can truly heal their fragile hearts."

Hearing this, Guan Heng timely revealed a pitiful appearance with a fragile heart, Gong Yu's heart softened again, and he continued to speak earnestly:

"Xiao Guan, if you also have that feeling of powerlessness and are tired of those intrigues, come here. I will cook delicious food for you. After eating, I promise to make you forget all your troubles..."

Before finishing the last word, Gong Yu, as if to show off his cooking skills, held the handle of the pot with one hand, and with a sudden force on his wrist, the golden egg pancake instantly turned over and lay back in the pot, Then blend with the color of the bottom of the pot.

Guan Heng was dumbfounded, he didn't know if this was a magic trick used by Gong Yu to tease him, or for some other reason.

In short, combined with Gong Yu's self-confidence just now, this really doesn't look like an accident.

"Brother, where are the cakes?"