don't you regret

Since posting a post about [猫猫] [桃心] [狗狗] on the short video platform that day, the brothers on the live broadcast platform forum started a new round of concern about the relationship status of anchor Gu.

- Li Tao, what is Maomao's identity?

- One vote from platform anchor Miao Xiaoruan.

-One ticket for kitty paw.

- can't you be really gay?

- Is it possible that she is an amateur sister who plays with cats?

-Why do you all think that the opposite is the cat? Is it possible that Gu Yi is the cat?

The audience can argue about anything, except for this comment, everyone's opinions are surprisingly unanimous.

-Pull it down, you see how doggy he is.

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The audience guessed all the female anchors with cats in their platform names, but they didn't have a consistent answer.

-GSS: It must be kitten paw

-ZYY: It must be a kitten's claw!

-GSS: Upstairs is right, Kitty Claw!

-ZYY: That's right, the upstairs is the kitten's claw!

Zhuang Song: "..."

"Gu Yi!" He yelled again with great anger, "You're addicted to playing, aren't you?"

This time, Gu Di was delayed by two seconds before rushing out of the kitchen, because he was making dinner and couldn't accept the incident of the stewed rice turning into coke last time, so he had to turn off the fire first.

In the past two days, he looked like a house husband. He even had a small apron around his waist when he rushed out. He wiped his hands on the apron and asked obediently, "What's the matter?"

"You two accounts are almost becoming fans of the forum." Zhuang Song pointed to the huge "GSS" and "ZYY" on the screen and said, "Is there really no one who doubts your identity?"

Gu Yan shook his head.

"GSS, ZYY." Zhuang Song muttered again and suddenly realized something, "Are they Gu Songsong and Zhuang Yiye?"

Gu Yan looked up at the sky: "It seems so."

Zhuang Song suddenly understood this, and couldn't laugh or cry, "It seems that your high school post bar ID is these two, right?"

So I didn't tell him that I had this kind of ID in high school.

The key is that I haven't recalled it myself.

What a fool.

"It means I'm brain-dead." Gu Yan immediately reflected deeply. He had done these reflections countless times in the past two years, "I wasted our precious youth, and I will make it up to you in the future."

If you can't be together, discovering these memory fragments in high school is "just lost at the time".

However, the two have become lovers, and Zhuang Song is still in a relaxed and happy mood, and by the way, he is fierce and Gu Yan is fierce.

Little cat 9.9 felt Zhuang Song's mood, and obediently bared his teeth at Gu Yan.

Recently, there was an anchor competition, which was an entertainment competition. A major anchor of Gu Di's level was of course invited to participate.

This time the anchor competition is different from the previous ones. The nature of playing tickets is very strong. Because several new LPL teams have settled on the platform, they want to create momentum for these players, so all the contestants are invited by the organizer, so they are skipped directly. The process of free team formation.

Zhuang Song originally thought that he would just take a look at this kind of event, but he did not expect that he also received an invitation. When the platform account received the golden email representing "official news", he was surprised and asked Gu Yan: "You asked them to invite me Is it?"

Gu Yan turned on his phone for him, and the person who was chatting was the big operation of the platform: "It's not me, my message hasn't been sent yet."

As he spoke, he sent a sentence to the operation, "It's okay, brother."

Harvested a row of question mark emoticons.

Zhuang Song didn't understand, because he wasn't even a signed anchor, so many anchors sharpened their heads and wanted to come to the event, and the platform invited him directly?

Zhuang Song said: "Ask Brother Operation why he invited me."

"This operation brother has a very bad temper." Gu Yan said, "I will go to him first and then tell him I'm fine, and then I will definitely get beaten by him."

"So?" Zhuang Song looked at Gu Yan.

"...So it doesn't matter, I just like to be beaten." Gu Yan said, and actively opened the chat box: Hey, brother, I suddenly remembered to ask you something again——

Sure enough, Gu Yan had a blast from the operation brother, but he also got the news that Zhuang Song wanted to know.

"He said that because several people want to invite you, he just sold everyone's face." Gu Yan read with a smile, "Ah Song, I said you are very popular... eh??"

He finally realized that something was wrong, "How many people want to invite you?? Why do so many people want to invite you??"

Zhuang Song said innocently: "I don't know either."

Now even if Zhuang Song didn't want to ask Gu Yan, he couldn't stand it anymore. He asked Brother Operations, how many people?who?What do you want?

Zhuang Song laughed at the side: "What are you doing, you don't have any anchor demeanor."

Gu Yan said, "I'm keeping a grudge, it's abominable."

For those who wanted to invite Zhuang Song, the scorching sun was the first, followed by the waning moon. These were all expected, and some were unexpected.

For example, a jungler with a high score on the platform said that he was ranked C many times in the kitten's claw and wanted to compete with me on the same stage.

Another example is a female anchor who plays a good role as an assistant, and also "want to try to play with Kitten Claw", and then added a sentence "Cat Claw himself is so handsome, and I want WeChat [cute]"

"She still wants your WeChat account!" Gu Yan repeated in disbelief.

Zhuang Song said: "What do you mean, no one wants my WeChat?"

"No, no, it's normal to want your Wechat. When I look at you now, I will think, if we don't know each other, I will definitely rush over to ask for your Wechat when I see you on the road." Gu Yan said seriously.

"You still want people to use WeChat?" Zhuang Song blamed him.

"I'm enlightened now, the one before enlightenment doesn't count." Gu Yan said, "As long as yours is not someone else's."

Zhuang Song smiled in a good mood.

If only one person wants Maozhuo WeChat, that's fine. The key is that there are several people who said so. Gu Yan read it calmly at first, but then he couldn't hold back and kept silent.

Zhuang Song sat beside him and looked at him: "Are you angry?"

"Not angry." Gu Yan still denied, "It's not you who asked them to invite you."

"But you look like a puffer fish now." Zhuang Song said.

"..." Gu Yan was depressed for a while and admitted, "I'm jealous."

"What if you're jealous." Zhuang Song pretended to be stupid.

Gu Yan turned around and looked at Zhuang Song eagerly.

At this time, Zhuang Song has to sigh in his heart, even if this person is a fool, he can be supported for a lifetime just because of his beautiful face.

Gu Yan said to Zhuang Song with such a face, "Just let me kiss you."

Zhuang Song has a problem. If you don’t tell him about intimacy, he accepts it well. If you have to ask him "Can I kiss you" or "Can I hug you", he has the reserved spirit of a scholar. When I come up, I will definitely say no.

So Gu Yan said, "Let me kiss you", and he turned his face away, "No."

When Gu Yan hugged his shoulders and came over, he reluctantly kissed him.

After the kiss, Gu Yi went further, originally he just kissed the face, but later he said, "Your mouth must be soft when you kiss it." Then he insisted on trying whether Zhuang Song's mouth is soft or not.

Zhuang Song said angrily: "Don't you know if you are soft or not!"

Gu Yan said shamelessly, "I forgot."

Then rub over.

Zhuang Song didn't know what it was like to kiss him, but he knew what it was like to kiss Gu Die.

Gu Yan's mouth is soft, and the tip of his tongue always has the cool mint flavor of mouthwash. When kissing, he will hug him, hug him tightly, and kiss him repeatedly when making out.

Finding a gap, Gu Yi went to close the curtains, and turned off the lights smoothly.

When the room was dark, Gu Yi leaned over and kissed the button of Zhuang Song's collar, Zhuang Song narrowed his eyes slightly.

Gu Yan really likes Zhuang Song's expression at this time, the bangs cover his forehead obediently and fluffy, making one want to lift them up and kiss his forehead lightly when they are wet with sweat.

Zhuang Song is thin-skinned, he will raise his arms to cover his eyes when he gets rough, as if he lied to himself and said "this is not me" and then he will be fine.

But in fact, his light red slightly parted soft lips and the two moles on the side of his fair neck are more conspicuous, which will only make things more out of control.

"A lot of people are thinking about you." Gu Yan kissed Zhuang Song between movements.

"En." Zhuang Song hugged Gu Yan's neck subconsciously.

"Don't think about other people's well-being." Gu Yan said.

Zhuang Song was thrown up and down by him, and his thoughts were scattered. He put his fingers into Gu Yan's hair and clenched them tightly, and intermittently agreed, "...Oh."

"I will be good to you." Gu Yan bowed his head and kissed him, "I love you, I only love you."

"I will make you happy."

"Don't pay attention to others, just look at me."

It seemed that it was just love words for courtship, and it seemed that Zhuang Song was afraid of getting angry if he said it too seriously, but he was really jealous, so he could only say it at this time.

Finally, Zhuang Song leaned exhausted on the head of the bed, looking at Gu Yi wearing a pair of big shorts, busily waiting for him to wash and fetching his clothes before going into the kitchen.

This man has a really good figure, thin but with clear muscles, especially when his waist and abdomen are tense, Zhuang Song's ears feel hot when he glances at it.

But now Zhuang Song only spends half of his mind admiring, and the other half is sighing:

After such a long delay, I'm afraid the dinner will be cold.

Hate.