[Quick travel] The host is OOC again

Autumn in London is cool and pleasant. In the university full of evergreen trees, students gather in groups of threes and twos, and beautiful girls are laughing and discussing gossip on campus.

Shang Jue came from the corner with a stack of books in his arms, and the eyes of the girls all focused on him.

Compared with five years ago, the boy is more handsome, maybe he shouldn't be called a boy, five years has allowed him to fully grow, and he is a mature man.

The man's face is as three-dimensional as a knife-cut axe, his eyebrows and eyes are sharp and hurtful, his temperament is shallow, and strangers should not get close to him.

With a height of 1.9 meters, he is also one of the tallest in foreign countries. His waist is narrow and his hips are narrow, and his proportions are even better than models.

He lowered his eyes, and the thick eyelashes covered his dark eyes and his impatience.

Shang Jue is very irritable. It has been a whole year since the agreement with his mother, but he is still stuck here because of business.

The dry desire and longing in his heart have penetrated into the bone marrow, but he is a little timid because of the closeness to his hometown.

The indifferent man twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a sneer, when would he be so hesitant.

"Hey! Jue, are you going to the professor's place?" Sunshine's handsome boy caught up with him in two or three steps, and just as he put his hand on the man's shoulder, he was slapped sharply by the other party.

"okokok, I just don't touch you," the young man with brown chestnut curly hair jumped up and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. He wrinkled his nose and complained, "I don't know where your bad habits come from. untouchable."

Shang Jue held the book in one hand and rubbed his eyebrows with the other, this guy still talks so much.

The little curly hair didn't seem to notice the man's impatient look, or he didn't care if he noticed, and continued to be enthusiastic: "Jue, are you really not going to stay? Professor Murphys is very optimistic about you. You will definitely be able to stay here." It soared into the sky."

Shang Jue shook his head, his eyes were full of ink: "No."

"Okay then," Little Curly was a little disappointed, but soon regained his spirits, "Is the ticket booked? Tomorrow? Or the day after tomorrow?"

"It is said that China is very interesting and has a lot of food. I don't know how it is different from our country's food. I really want to have some fun..."

"Will you pick me up, Jue? Will you welcome me to play in China?"

"Oh, forget it, Jue, you are too old-fashioned to joke around..."

The chirping sound faded away, and those girls started a new round of gossip.

Foreign friends felt a little sorry when they learned that Shang Jue was going back to China, but they also respected his thoughts.

"Jue, we will hold a farewell party for you tomorrow night, at the baby bar, come."

When he came to the residence, Little Curly changed from being naughty and said very seriously.

Shang Jue nodded dispensably, turned around and shut the door.

He took out a bottle of red wine from the refrigerator and sat alone on the sofa, meditating.

After a while, he took out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket, opened the Weishu software, and pulled it down little by little.

For a long time, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, the corners of his mouth drooped, and for five whole years, there was no news from the other party.

Alcohol paralyzed his nerves a little bit, Shang Jue regretted it countless times, why did he leave without saying goodbye...

The baby bar is owned by a classmate, and Shang Jue's plane is in the early morning, so there is enough time to say goodbye to them.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the hangover man frowned and clutched his churning stomach uncomfortably. He took a deep breath and splashed cold water on his face. The chill took away his confusion.

There was a dense crowd on Liyin Avenue, Shang Jue drove by on the spacious road, and a slender figure flashed past in the rearview mirror.

"squeak!"

With a sudden brake, Shang Jue opened the car door in shock, and looked around the block where the figure disappeared.

After a long while, he covered his slightly sore forehead and thought: Did he think too much? How could he appear here...

I restarted the car, but that flashing figure always appeared in my mind along the way.

Really... Did I read it wrong?

The party time was set at eight o'clock in the evening, and a group of well-dressed successful people gathered shoulder to shoulder at the entrance of the bar.

The young man with a pair of sky blue eyes raised a lock of hair hanging from his forehead, and nodded to the doorman.

The doorman took them to a very private box.

Shang Jue sat in the corner shrouded in darkness, still frowning.

"Hey, Jue, what's the matter?" Little Curly sat down on the sofa opposite Shang Jue with a glass of wine, looking worriedly at his friend who had a bad face.

Shang Jue shook his head, pursing his lips tightly.

The little curly hair took a sip of his drink, squinted his eyes maliciously: "David knew you were going back to China, but he arranged a good show."

David received the sign from the little curly hair, and got up and walked over. He raised his wine glass and touched Shang Jue, raised his chin and smiled wantonly, then put down the quilt and slapped his palms twice.

The door of the box was opened, and four or five handsome teenagers walked in, looking at them timidly.

David said proudly: "I know you like men, these few... are all carefully selected by me to ensure that all of them are clean and well-behaved."

Shang Jue's forehead burst out with veins, he looked at David coldly, and lowered his eyelids in disinterest in the other's expectant eyes.

David curled his lips, waved his hands and let the children go out again. Although they acted recklessly, they still would not do anything that violated the law.

It's just that David didn't expect that after these little boys went out, another beautiful young man in a close-fitting suit with mild eyebrows and eyes came in.

He nodded slightly at them, ignored the astonishment and panting of the people around him, and strode towards the man in the farthest corner, pouring a glass of champagne in his hand on the way.

Seeing the young man with delicate face and beautiful doll-like face getting closer and closer, David got up consciously under the eyes of the other party with a slight smile, and gave up his seat.

Then, his expression became interested, this young man is really interesting.

Putting a glass of light yellow wine in front of him, Shang Jue raised his eyelids slightly, and heard a familiar voice engraved in his soul: "This... sir, let's have a drink together?"

The man raised his head in surprise, looking at the beautiful young man with gentle eyebrows and bright red lips, his hands slowly tightened, he looked at him without blinking, for fear that it was an illusion.

The young man in front of him smiled brighter. He leaned over, snuggled into the man's broad chest, sat on his strong thigh, wrapped one hand around the man's neck, and held up the wine glass with the other: "Master Shang, give me some face, um ?”

No one can bear this kind of temptation, and some people in the box have already started to swallow their saliva.

The little curly hair sneaked away from the battlefield, put his hand on David's shoulder, and sighed: "Why didn't I have such an affair, it's a pity, this person's eyes are not very good, and he actually fell in love with this cold guy like Jue. "

"Oh, what a pity, little beauty..."

David didn't think so. His eyes were deep, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, looking like he was watching a show.

The man seemed to have come to his senses. He looked at the pretentious young man in his arms expressionlessly, stretched out his hands to tightly wrap around the young man's slender and soft waist, stared at the other's face with his long and narrow phoenix eyes, and then chuckled.

"Ah…"

One of the hands pressing on the opponent's waist was hard, and the other hand took the wine handed over by the young man, pulling him closer.

The man raised his head, drank the wine in one gulp and put the quilt back on the glass table.

Gu Zhu narrowed her eyes, pushing her hands against the other's chest, hugging her too tightly, her back ached...

The light in front of her eyes was blocked, her lips warmed up, and Gu Zhu's sensitive mouth tasted the bitterness of alcohol.

The young man who was careless for a while was coughed lightly by the alcohol, which made the man's actions more convenient.

The young man was holding the man's neckline weakly, his beautiful almond eyes were slightly closed, his cold white skin was flushed with layers of blush, and he was so beautiful that he did not look like a real person.

After a long time, Gu Zhu was out of breath. The man lazily wiped away the marks on the corners of his lips, buried his head on the other's shoulder, and firmly pressed his knuckle-knuckle palm on the young man's waist. The blue veins burst out, showing how much force was used.

This scene stunned everyone present.

Little Curly's legs were trembling and he couldn't stand still. He supported David beside him, and murmured: "It's so, so beautiful. I can watch this without paying!"

David slapped Little Curly on the back: "You're the one who talks a lot."

The young man had already shyly hid in Shang Jue's arms and refused to show his face, while the man let out a comfortable sigh, hugged him horizontally, took off his clothes and covered the young man, and said goodbye to his friend with a dark face.

"I'm leaving."

No one stopped him until he walked out of the bar.

Shang Jue was a little impatient, he stuffed him into the co-pilot and returned home as fast as he could.

Gu Zhu sat obediently, his eyes were wet and he didn't know what to think of. He looked at the tall young man standing in front of him, and opened his arms softly: "Hug!"

Shang Jue found that he had a reaction.

Gu Zhu narrowed her eyes, her eyes turned from the man's handsome face to her crotch, and a short laugh came out of her throat.

He caressed his face, licked his slightly swollen lips with the tip of his bright red tongue, and said, "You...have..."

Shang Jue's body tensed up, he panted, gritted his teeth and pushed him onto his shoulders, walking like flying.

The young man who was thrown on the mattress was a little confused, but soon, he couldn't think of anything else, he could only float in the ocean given by the man...

It was a chaotic night, and the floor of the spacious bedroom was covered with laundry.

The rising sun brought a slightly warm temperature, Shang Jue opened his eyes, looking at the young man's gorgeous face, he couldn't get enough of it.

Gu Zhu moved her body, her body after a long absence was still not used to the man's capture, and she felt a little strange.

He opened his wet eyes, looked at the man who didn't know when he woke up, and said softly, "Good morning."

……

Major news happened in the business world. The successor of the business, Shang Jue, and Gu Zhu, the young master of the Gu family, got their certificates. This is a huge threat to other families.

But for the two, it is a matter of course.

The merchant couple had no objection at all, but they were worried that their son's unreliability would harm Gu Zhu. Now that they have proved that the two of them really love each other, naturally they will not interfere.

Even if the Gu family was reluctant, they couldn't bear to make the youngest son sad.

So, this sensational wedding in the city was held in the most famous hotel.

After marriage, Gu Zhu opened a dessert shop. As the owner, he has free time, while Shang Jue inherited the business.

And ten years later, a smart and well-behaved child was selected from the side branch of the business as the heir.

After the child was able to take care of himself, the company was handed over to him, and he took his lover on a tour of the mountains and rivers.

They fell ill in the same year and lived in the same ward.

The grey-haired Shang Jue held Gu Zhu's hand and asked for the last time, "Zi Zhu, do you regret it?"

Gu Zhu also has wrinkles and gray hair, but he still smiles so brightly: "I don't regret it."

It was an afternoon full of singing birds and flowers. The two violated the doctor's order and took away all the instruments on their bodies. They slept on the same bed and hugged each other tightly.

"Romei, I'm very happy..."

Gu Zhu looked at his lover's face, the corners of his eyes were moist, he buried his face in the other's embrace again, and replied: "Well, me too."

Qiqi squatted on the ground, watching the two people's chests stop rising and falling, a gleam of inorganic light flashed in the dog's eyes: "The favorability has reached [-]%, the host is dead, and is starting to leave."

A faint firefly rose from Gu Zhu's body and disappeared into the air.

Volume Three