Green Tea Boyfriend Attacked Me [Transmigration Book]

Gong Yu looked at the loneliness in the pot, turned off the range hood in embarrassment, took the lid of the pot and closed it, squinted his eyes and looked at the morning sun outside the window, lazily and comfortably:

"Xiaoguan, do you think that the rising sun always has a feeling of excitement? It makes people love life more? Today's sun reminds me of Van Gogh's sunflowers..."

However, Guan Heng's always clever mind suddenly shifted, unable to react, Gong Yu changed the subject, and asked, "Brother, where did the pancake go?"

... bold.

Gong Yu didn't answer his question, and leaned against Nakajima with his arms around his chest, continuing to express his feelings, "...and the endless wheat fields."

While talking, he walked back to the dining table and sat down, picked up the spoon and started to drink the porridge, with a natural expression, "Xiao Guan, the porridge is cold, come quickly, it's hard to get a meal of porridge and a meal."

Guan Heng couldn't hold back his laughter when the man pretended that nothing had happened. He also quickly walked back to the dining table and sat down, holding a bowl to cover his upturned mouth.

"It's Sunday, you play here for a while, I'll take you back to school in the afternoon, winter vacation is coming soon, are you going to take the final exam? You have to study hard, don't fail the subject, it's embarrassing."

The failure of pretending to force made Gong Yu talk more, and it was too obvious to cover up.

Hearing the patron's father's request to stay, Guan Heng was naturally very happy, and obediently complied, and then took the bowls and chopsticks to wash.

After tidying up the kitchen, he heated another cup of milk, and carefully carried it into Gong Yu's bedroom.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Gong Yu sitting crookedly on the carpet, with his thin back leaning against the couch at the end of the bed. The two long legs that couldn't fit on the edge of the carpet could only be flexed together. She was already asleep, but In his hand, he was still holding a colorfully marked book.

Guan Heng wanted him to have a good sleep and come back to the cage, so he tiptoedly took it out of his hand and looked at it, it was the script.

Did you need to work so hard to achieve Gong Yu's achievement?

Guan Heng thought that as an actor, as long as he memorized a few lines casually, crying and laughing in front of the camera, he could easily get a sky-high salary. He didn't expect that Gong Yu's annotations on the script were more dense than his thesis.

The man was sleeping soundly, his plump lips were slightly opened a little, and the small, rosy lips touched his lower lip from time to time, and Guan Heng's eyes suddenly darkened as he closed them halfway.

He was staring at that face in a daze, when Gong Yu's hand suddenly moved, causing Guan Heng to tremble too, the milk in his hand almost splashed on Gong Yu's face, "..."

Guan Heng placed the milk and the script on the table, bent down and picked up Gong Yu, gently put him back under the blanket and covered him, squatted on the side of the bed and brought his face to the side of Gong Yu's pillow, then pursed his mouth slightly, gently Touched his cheek lightly.

Then he took out his mobile phone, turned on the rarely used camera, and fixed the frame with a smile.

Gong Yu fell asleep until eleven o'clock, and the temperature in the bedroom made his mouth dry. As soon as he moved, half a glass of warm water was handed over, and then he was gently supported by a big hand on his back, and his whole body was swollen. Sitting up easily.

"Brother, drink some water, the meal is ready."

Guan Heng was reading a book on the carpet next to Gong Yu's pillow, when he heard the cloth rubbing against the pillow, he immediately got up to help him.

Gong Yu took the water glass and drank it down, his face was full of unnaturalness that he was being served by a child, "I, I packed something last night..."

Can't be wasted.

"Yes, I just heated up those meals, brother don't worry."

Gong Yu tucked her collar, trying to cover her inexplicably hot face, got out of bed and put on her shoes, "Ah, okay, let's go downstairs for dinner, I'll take you back to school later."

After the meal, Guan Heng carried his schoolbag and leaned against the entrance of the basement to watch Gong Yu explain carefully to Aunt Liu who came to take over to feed the cat:

"Aunt Liu, I think the sterilization of the fourth child should be put on the agenda. I won't have time until next week. You put him in a room alone these few days, so that he won't get into trouble all the time."

"Also, part of Qinqin's refusal to eat is because she misses me, but I think it's a little angry, I can take it to the pet hospital for a while, ah yes, the little broad bean I brought back last month should be dewormed gone."

Aunt Liu nodded, "Mr. Gong, the new little tortoise is called 'Lea', right?"

Hearing the name Guan Heng chose, Gong Yu's ears moved subconsciously, and subconsciously looked at Guan Heng who was standing there waiting for him, his face flushed slightly, "Yes, I've called it, and I'm still very weak, Be extra careful when feeding."

After everything was explained, Gong Yu hugged a group of cats and stroked again, and then led Guan Heng into the basement.

The low-key and elegant Jijia slowly stopped at the gate of Guan Heng's school.

"Review well, eat more, don't stay up late, you are still..." Gong Yu's old father's attribute was online again, leaning on the backrest and looking sideways at Guan Heng who was lowering his head to unbuckle his seat belt.

The money has already arrived in the account, so don't wrong yourself so much.

"Long body," Guan Heng let go of the seat belt, accepted Gong Yu's words, looked up at him, and said with a smile, "Understood, brother, I will take good care of myself."

Gong Yu reached out to rub his black hair, "That's good, go back to school..."

"Brother, I don't know when we will meet next time. You are always so busy, and I have a final exam. My brother told me to study at ease. I want to be obedient."

Guan Heng looked at Gong Yu seriously, as if he wanted to imprint every expression on his mind.

It is estimated that he will go abroad with Fang Tezhu next week, and it will take half a month at the earliest to come back. He doesn't know if he can't bear not seeing Gong Yu for so many days.

Gong Yu liked to touch his head very much, so he touched it again with itchy hand, "Well, don't fail the course, just call me when you have something to do."

"Brother, why don't we..." Guan Heng took out his phone and whispered embarrassedly, "Add a WeChat account, we can contact you at any time."

Gong Yu gave up her inner reserve a long time ago, thinking that the two of them already have a close relationship, it is really reasonable to add a Wechat.

"Okay." Gong Yu also took out her phone.

Ding.

Friend request approved.

[Chengbei Xu Gong: [smile] [smile] [smile]]

[Chengbei Xugong: [Red Rose Hello.GIF]]

Guan Heng: "..."

[49: [smile] [smile] [smile]]

【49: [Red Rose is a good man, a safe life.GIF]】

It turns out that my brother likes this era.

After adding WeChat, Guan Heng's face was blushing. He looked at the man who was close at hand, summoned up the courage to go up and peck him, and then jumped out of the car without looking back, "Brother, I'm going to school."

The young man was tall and long-legged, and he ran like a youth. Gong Yu covered his face that was numb from his bump, and watched him enter the school gate helplessly.

Guan Heng looked so happy that he almost tripped over the scattered bicycles at the door.

Seeing this, Gong Jinzhu's eyes paused, and his brows frowned slightly.

How could his canary be tripped over by a bicycle?

In the severe cold of March [-]th, in front of the Institute of Finance and Economics.

The passing students who were eating roasted sweet potatoes stopped in a hurry and turned their attention to a tall man in black.

Wearing a mask and sunglasses, he grunted and groaned at the row of bicycles parked indiscriminately at their door, placing them one by one by the wall.

Nice guy.

Gong Yu arranged the bicycle, and stood at the gate of the courtyard panting with her hips on her hips, looking at the fruits of her labor, showing a satisfied smile.

Before he could wave to the respectful eyes of his classmates, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

Gong Yu looked around at the students who were staring at him, turned around and got back into the car to connect, the lie came out, and the tone was full of resentment at the situation he was going to create:

"Fang Mu, I'm on my way to the studio, but there's a bit of traffic here."

The glass of the co-driver was knocked, Gong Yu heard the sound with his mobile phone between his hands and looked over, Fang Mu's square face was pressed against it, with a half-smile, "Tsk, Gong Yingdi is blocking the school gate."

Gong Yu: "..." Looking through the car wrap, he looks like a Tibetan fox.

Gong Yu unlocked the passenger door, let Fang Mu come up, and said awkwardly, "...Why are you here?"

"After I delivered the kitty this morning, I received a call from Guan's special assistant to the president to discuss cooperation. I want you to endorse his family's new products for the next season. After talking, come to the university town for some dinner."

Fang Mu took out the draft document from his bag and put it on the rear seat of Gong Yu's car, "You can read it later."

After finishing speaking, he smiled obscenely again, "Come here to send Xiaoqinger?"

Gong Yu glared at him, started the car and was about to leave, "What kind of love, you don't respect people."

"Okay, okay," Fang Mu raised his hand in surrender, "This kid is really good at teasing people, he's so fascinated by us film king that he sends him to school in person."

"Come on, let me see that."

Gong Yu didn't answer, she put the gear in P, got out of the car and sat in the back row to pick up the documents.

The dark green Jijia merged into the main road and quickly disappeared into the traffic flow.

With 56 seconds left before the red light, Fang Mu lowered the car window and lit a cigarette.

"Xiaoyu, you are really..." The temperature after New Year's Day is getting lower and lower, and the raging cold wind is pouring into Fang Mu's mouth and nose just before he blows out smoke rings. He subconsciously said, "yue..."

Gong Yu: "???"

Fang Mu put out the cigarette, leaned on the headrest and let out a long breath, "You are really lucky, so many big productions revolve around you, but I have to say that your business ability is also strong, otherwise..."

The common problem of brokers is that they talk too much.

Gong Yu turned his eyes to look out of the window, lowering his eyelashes silently.

any luckThere are still two years of luck to live, who wants it.

Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a tall figure on the other side of the road. The man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a head of soft black hair that made people feel inexplicably familiar.

But before Gong Yu saw it clearly, a large RV sped past, blocking his sight, and when he looked over again, there was only the back of the man left.

But Rao's back looks too much like...

Gong Yu took out her phone.

"Xiao Guan, where are you?"