He is really fragrant after marrying a wealthy actor

"I love so much."

It was already very dark at night, and there were not many street lights nearby.

There was only a dim yellow street lamp more than ten meters away, flickering, and the light was not bright, obviously it hadn't been repaired for a while.

That's not right, a hotel of this level doesn't even repair a street light properly?

This unrelated thought lingered in Gu Ling's mind.

He could no longer think about what was going on right now, he could only watch the man in front of him lower his head, the hair on his forehead half covered his delicate and indifferent eyebrows.

Gu Ling just felt that his whole body was frozen and he couldn't move.

Until the cool touch fell on his fingers, mixed with the cool and light snow mint aroma, breaking through his blurred vision aggressively...

Gu Ling's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly pulled his hand back. With all his strength, he felt a pain in his shoulder.

Qi Che still maintained the motion of raising his wrist, raised his head, and looked at him.

Gu Ling tried to look at him calmly, but his eyes still couldn't stop after a few circles, and finally settled on the gray-blue tie tightly held in his hand.

It took Gu Ling a long time to find his voice, and whispered: "I... I'm fine, just go back and deal with it."

He stretched out his hand, his arm trembling slightly: "I'll give it back to you."

Qi Che didn't look at the tie in his hand, but still stared at him and said, "Keep it if you like it."

The tone was as casual as if he was saying "please eat a five-yuan candied haws".

Then he turned around and left, leaving Gu Ling in place with his tie in a mess in the wind.

He suddenly felt that the eight-figure tie in his hand was getting heavier and hotter, and his arms could no longer support it.

"I'll give it back to you." Gu Ling trotted a few steps to catch up, "I... can't use it either."

Qi Che slowed down and turned to look at him: "Then help me tie it on."

Gu Ling: "?"

His eyes instantly fell on Qi Che's shirt collar that was slightly spread out, and then he uncontrollably remembered what he had read on Weibo.

[Such a beautiful tie must be used to untie it. 】

[So abstinent, I'm dead. 】

Gu Ling: "..."

He died, helplessly.

This must be an eighteen-layer fan filter to see so many things from a tie.

He frowned and said, "You won't?"

Qi Che nodded frankly.

Gu Ling: "..."

Who are you kidding, can he wear a tie? ?

He raised his hand, put it down, raised his hand again.

His eyes passed by Qi Che's exquisite jawline, then to the collarbone exposed at the neckline, and then to...

He shoved the tie into Qi Che's hand, and said angrily, "Me neither."

Never fall for his tricks!

Gu Ling turned around and left, speeding up his pace, afraid that this hot potato worth eight figures would come back to him soon.

There was the sound of unhurried footsteps behind him, keeping a proper distance.

"Are you angry?" Qi Che's voice came from behind.

Gu Ling's pace slowed down for two seconds, and he turned to look at him: "What?"

Qi Che was lowering his head slightly, and was putting on the tie again. His knuckle fingers casually twirled around, and with light force on his hand, he pushed the tie tightly, and several blue veins stretched out on the back of his hand.

Because the road condition was so bad back and forth in the woods, the shirt on his body was not as neat as it was when he was in front of people. The hem of the snow-white clothes fluttered slightly with the night wind, forming a subtle contrast with the neatly tied tie.

Gu Ling felt that the faint scent of snow mint suddenly became very present. It was obviously an extremely cold smell, but it was mixed with warm body temperature.

Gu Ling silently looked away.

Qi Che straightened his clothes, looked up at him, saw that he was looking up at the sky, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Gu Ling replied, "Stars."

Qi Che also raised his head, there was not even a single star in the night sky.

Gu Ling: "It's actually looking at the moon."

Qi Che twitched the corner of his lips very lightly.

"So answer me, are you angry?" Qi Che repeated the question again.

Gu Ling: "?"

He didn't quite understand the question.

"Why do you ask?"

Qi Che looked at him for a while, then lowered his eyes again: "It's nothing, let's go."

Gu Ling was full of question marks again.

Back downstairs in the guest room building in silence, Qi Che only said to pay attention to the wound, and said nothing else, the two went back to their rooms.

Gu Ling reached under the faucet and rushed.

There was a clear tingling sensation again from the wound.

But this tingling sensation is far less lingering than the strange, slightly cool touch.

After turning off the faucet, Gu Ling raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror, then raised his hand to ruffle his hair, and all the hairs flew away.

He left the bathroom, searched around, and found the small medicine box.

Pulling out a band-aid, Gu Ling tore off the wrapping paper, aiming at the wound to stick it on.

Suddenly, the scene of Qi Che slightly lowering his head and leaning towards his wound appeared in front of his eyes.

As if being shocked, Gu Ling only felt a slight numbness in his fingers, and the Band-Aid was crooked.

He frowned, tore off the Band-Aid again, and tried to stick it again, but found that the stickiness was not enough.

After doing this twice, Gu Ling tore off the band-aid completely, crumpled it into a ball violently, and threw it into the trash can.

Before going to bed, he glanced at his phone again.

There was a WeChat message from Qi Che.

Gu Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, they hadn't chatted on WeChat for a long time, and he always wanted to check it out two days ago, but when he couldn't see the news, he felt as if he hadn't done anything.

Now that he received Qi Che's WeChat, he felt indifferent again.

Maybe it's the customary "good night" again, so he has to reply symbolically according to the process...

[Qi Che: After leaving the country and landing, there was a problem with the mobile phone card, which made it unusable. 】

【Qi Che: Because of the urgent work, I didn't deal with it in time. 】

When Gu Ling saw these two messages, he subconsciously hovered his finger that wanted to input "good night".

It turned out that when Qi Che asked him if he was angry, he was referring to this matter.

Gu Ling's eyes lingered on this news for a long time, and belatedly realized that after seeing this explanation, it was indeed like a stone that had been hanging in the air in his heart fell down.

It still fell gently.

[Ling: Nothing. 】

Qi Che had just come out of the bathroom when he received this WeChat message.

There was not a short time between the message I sent.

I don't know if I saw it just now, or if I saw it a long time ago, but I thought about how to reply.

But no matter what it is, there are always only these three simple words.

No emotion at all.

Originally, he still had a message to send.

Qi Che planned that if Gu Ling asked him why he didn't explain to himself immediately after the phone was restored, he would send this message.

But Gu Ling only replied "Nothing".

There is no room for sending this message.

He deleted the message already lying in the input box and re-entered it.

【Good night. 】

The preparatory hotel is already a little empty, and the actors have finished their pre-studies and left.

Gu Ling still lived with the service team for a while, until there was really not much to do, and he was still on time every day like clocking in for work.

Yu Chen also had a lot of leisure time. As he wandered around, he saw Gu Ling hiding in a corner and playing WeChat games.

Since they have been familiar with each other for a while, when Gu Ling saw Yu Chen coming over from the corner of his eyes, he didn't stop the game in his hand, but concentrated on eating small fish and big fish.

A few days ago, he was already number one in the friend ranking list. These days, after Zhang Chen temporarily finished work and had time again, he pushed him down again with all his strength.

Gu Ling couldn't take his eyes off it, seeing that he was only a few hundred points away from breaking Zhang Chen's record, and the game was over with one mistake.

"Tsk." Gu Ling sighed, and threw the phone aside, "What a broken game."

Yu Chen sat next to him and joked, "Talking about the game is more addictive than anyone else."

Gu Ling looked in the distance, and the ready-made clothes had been put on the display rack one by one, and they were beginning to take shape: "It's almost there."

"That's right." Yu Chen said, "It's almost over, and I've already given more than half of the people a vacation."

He turned his head to look at Gu Ling: "You can rest a long time ago, why don't you come home?"

Gu Ling didn't answer, and he couldn't answer either.

If you want to go home, then go back to... Qi Che's home.

That would be like living in the same bedroom and sleeping on the same bed with Qi Che as before.

I didn't feel anything before, but now I just imagined this scene a little bit, and Gu Ling felt that something was wrong all over, and he didn't dare to think deeply.

"I..." Gu Ling gave a nonsense reason, "I will fight with everyone until the end."

Yu Chen was obviously not convinced by this reason: "It's not your business for a long time, are you here playing WeChat mentally retarded games to fight with everyone?"

"Uh..." Gu Ling said, "Moral support?"

Yu Chen squinted at him, with "I believe in your evil" written all over his face.

"You don't want to be active if you have a vacation. I just can't help it. I want to kill my wife." Yu Chen sighed.

Gu Ling couldn't understand the special lovesickness of a person who fell in love, so he could only superficially comfort him: "It's okay, I can let her visit the class."

"Forget it, the filming of our drama was hard work." Yu Chen said with a smile, "I'm not willing to let her go. Speaking of which, have you been with the team? Do you want to go together when the time comes?"

Gu Ling subconsciously wanted to nod, but suddenly remembered that he would be staying with Qi Che again at that time, and hesitated suddenly.

Yu Chen didn't continue this topic because his cell phone rang.

"Hello? Baby?" Yu Chen picked up the phone, "Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, I'm busy now. What? Are you sure?? You've arrived at the airport?"

Gu Ling looked up at him, and seeing Yu Chen's excited face, he almost jumped up: "Okay, wait for me, I'll pick you up."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Chen almost grabbed Gu Ling's shoulder and shook: "My wife is here on leave! Don't you know!! She's so full of work, she's willing to put down work and come to me!!"

Gu Ling was dizzy from being shaken by him: "Congratulations...you let me go..."

Yu Chen finally calmed down and let go of Gu Ling: "Look at me, isn't my image not that good now?"

Recently, Yu Chen stayed up late for several nights, and it is true that the dark circles under his eyes have come out, and his chin is full of stubble.

Gu Ling said truthfully: "Can we really tidy up a little?"

Yu Chen thought for a while, and then felt worried again: "But her flight will land in two hours, and if I go to pack it now, it will be too late to pick her up."

Seeing that his brows were twisted into a plain word, Gu Ling felt his empathy for a while: "Then I..."

"Help you but pick him up." Before these five words were spoken, Yu Chen's expression became cloudy again: "It's okay, I'll just go, she loves the real me!"

Seeing Yu Chen excitedly greeted everyone in the service team, changed his previous image of a serious and serious workaholic director, and rushed out quickly, Gu Ling frowned slightly and shook his head silently.

These love brains are really incomprehensible.

One will say that we should pay attention to the image, and the other will say that the other party loves the original self.

Original self.

Gu Ling's eyes froze suddenly, looking at the floor in silence.

Three minutes later, he picked up his phone and sent a message to Zhang Chen.

[Ling: Last time you said that you are a fast and good hair stylist, please give me the contact information. 】

SEXYCP bar.

"719 Carnival Night".

Since the opening date of this bar is July 7th, every year tonight there is an anniversary celebration in the form of a masquerade ball.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the hotel was crowded with people, flickering on and off in the dim light, the light in the store was an extremely ambiguous crimson, passing across this person's black feather mask, and staying on another person's white veil.

Dark desires flow, elusive.

There is a lot of traffic tonight, so the bar hired a lot of temporary waiters from outside early.

Two of the young girls were in charge of delivering wine in the lobby. One was wearing a white mask and the other was wearing a black mask. It was the first time for them to do this kind of thing, and they were not very experienced, so they helped them get started slowly.

After the black mask delivered a round of wine, he came to the corner and grabbed the white masked girl's hand. After taking a few breaths, he said, "Oh my god, I just saw a big beauty...ah no, it should be called a handsome guy."

The white mask's eyes lit up: "Where is it?"

The black mask pointed in the direction: "Over there, a black and gold long shirt, a red mask, and a red mole under the eye."

The white mask looked at her fingers, but because there were too many people, he couldn't see the person she was talking about: "No... The features you mentioned are too indistinct, how can you see them clearly."

"Tsk..." Black Mask jumped a few times anxiously, "Oh yes, there is an obvious one, he has some silver hair highlighted!"

The white mask saw it now, and immediately covered his mouth.

The young man was wearing a shirt with a black background and a gold pattern. The hem of the clothes was loose, and the neckline was only buttoned to the third last button, revealing a piece of extremely fair clavicle skin.

The bright red mask blocked the lower half of the face, making the eyebrows look deep and heavy, the eyes were dark, and there was a small reddish mole under the slightly raised eyes.

At this moment, he was holding the goblet in vain, not taking a sip, just shaking it gently, talking with the people next to him, his eyes rolled, which was extremely eye-catching.

Zhang Chen thought it was too hot, so he took off his mask a long time ago, and leaned next to Gu Ling and pulled his hair: "I said Ling'er, what kind of highlights are you doing well, don't you want to be good? Are you afraid that your old man will get angry? "

Gu Ling opened his hand: "Don't touch it randomly."

angry?This is what we want.

After looking for a hair stylist, Gu Ling specially found the most rebellious-looking hair dyeing method, which would definitely scare Qi Che away.

Yu Chen's words inspired him, he still pretended to be too good in front of Qi Che.

Even though he drank too much wine last time and almost went out of line, his attire at the time was still well-behaved, in line with his aesthetics as an AI robot.

If he showed his original face, Qi Che would definitely fix the bugs in minutes, and he would stop talking about "pursuing" or "falling in love", but would go back to the past and act as a plastic married couple.

In order to achieve this goal in a single blow, he also added a little more ink, not only dyed his hair, changed his clothes, but also specially wore ear cuffs that he hadn't worn for a long time, and even sprayed some men's strong fragrance fragrance atmosphere.

To the extent that he himself can't stand it.

Back when he was 22 years old, he didn't even realize that his former self was so capable.

When the time comes, find a chance to make a video call to Qi Che to expose this "well-dressed" and you're done.

Zhang Chen sized him up and shook his head: "Ling'er, you still look pleasing to the eye like this, you were like a good student some time ago..."

"Pleasing to the eye, it's better not." Gu Ling sneered, "It's better not to be pleasing to the eye, the better off-road."

Zhang Chen looked at him up and down: "That's it."

He leaned over with his hands and pulled his neckline to the side, exposing a larger piece of clavicle skin.

Gu Ling: "..."

Probably because it was wrapped too tightly during this period of time, half of the shoulders were exposed suddenly, and I was still very uncomfortable.

He subconsciously closed his neckline, looked around, and was relieved when he saw no one noticed, "What are you doing?"

Zhang Chen said with a smile: "What's wrong, don't you want to be wild?"

"Uh..." Gu Ling was speechless, "Let's go wild later."

Do this when you start the video, and you will be able to achieve the effect.

There are more and more people in the bar, and they are getting closer and closer.

Gu Ling was too eye-catching among them, seven or eight people came to strike up a conversation in just ten minutes.

Originally, Zhang Chen was still the same as usual, as soon as people approached, he started to help him prevent the rotten peach blossoms, but it turned out that Gu Ling not only did not hide, but also simply answered a few words with the person who struck up a conversation.

But it was limited to a few words, and when the other party wanted to say more, he was obviously tired.

Zhang Chen blocked the last rotten peach blossom, and asked in doubt: "Why do you still say two sentences to each one, and get annoyed when you get to the third sentence?"

Gu Ling was full of impatience: "Because they said in the third sentence that they want to go to bed."

"Isn't that normal?" Zhang Chen said, "The first two sentences are just social politeness."

Gu Ling: "..."

He actually understands this truth, but he doesn't know why, but he is very annoying.

When those people first approached him, he was annoyed at first, but he suppressed it.

He tried to do what he should do in this bar, like all other people who have fun, play life, have fun in time, and find himself.

But after I really got to answer the call, I was terribly annoyed.

The most unbearable thing for him was that he found that he would subconsciously compare everyone who approached him with Qi Che.

This one is not as tall as him, that one is not as wide as his shoulders, the next one is not as handsome as him, the next one is not as handsome as him, and the last one is not as good-sounding as him...

To be precise, every aspect of everyone is not as good as Qi Che.

After such a comparison, Gu Ling discovered to his horror that Qi Che was really perfect in all directions and without dead ends.

Of course, what frightened him even more was why the shadow of that AI robot was always in his mind even though he was in the party.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Chen felt that something was wrong with him today, so he asked, "Did you quarrel with your old man? That's why you want to come..."

Gu Ling interrupted him angrily: "What old man, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhang Chen: "?"

What did you say before that the 60-year-old bald father is kind and filial, but now the old man is not happy?

"All right, all right, you... you old... you Party A." Zhang Chen managed to come up with a name that probably wouldn't step on the thunder, "Have you had any conflicts? Something is wrong with you today."

"No." Gu Ling denied, "I want to find myself."

Zhang Chen couldn't understand anymore.

Before he could speak, another man approached.

Zhang Chen was not in a hurry to go up to block it, it was up to Gu Ling to play something fancy.

"Gu Ling?" The man is not tall, but he is quite big. "Why are you still here to play? Aren't you married?"

"Oh, I see." The muscular man laughed, "The one who was sent to get married is an old man, right? It's been a long time ago, right? That's why I came here to have fun."

Zhang Chen heard it from the side, and thought, Oh, it's over.

Another courteous person called the old man came along.

He has already started rolling up his sleeves, looking at the fighting strength of this muscular man, and thinking about the chances of winning if he fights for a while.

Sure enough, when Gu Ling heard the muscular man say that, his brows and eyes were immediately tinged with frost.

He stood up straight, even a little taller than the other.

Gu Ling lowered his eyes slightly, and looked down at him condescendingly: "I hope you learn to speak well before you die."

The muscular man's face darkened immediately, he just clenched his fists, but when he saw Gu Ling's face, he loosened his fists again.

Not for anything else, this person's appearance is really crazy.

The muscular man turned his head and exchanged glances with the brothers in the distance. The brothers winked and made "come on" gestures.

The muscular man thought to himself, he couldn't show his face in front of his brothers.

A character like Gu Ling is not used to fight him.

The muscular man turned his head, his small eyes couldn't move away from Gu Ling's face: "Okay, okay, can't I say something wrong?"

Gu Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, he hadn't seen a villain who would admit his mistake.

Seeing this, Zhang Chen rolled up his sleeves and put them down again. He leaned against the bar and asked the bartender to serve another glass of wine.

The muscular man took off his mask, and he had a regular face with Chinese characters. He really didn't look like a villain: "That... don't mention those messy things in your family. Don't I feel sorry for you? Do you want to leave a WeChat message for your brother? ?”

Gu Ling: "..."

I can't fix him a bit.

Gu Ling paused, and asked, "Why do you need WeChat?"

The muscular man rubbed his nose: "Well, I mean it, I'm not playing 419, I'm chasing you, can't I chase you?"

Gu Ling: "..."

Why let him hear the word "chasing" again.

He has PTSD now.

Hearing that, Zhang Chen completely lifted his state of war preparation.

Gu Ling still has a way to solve this kind of "suitor" whose ultimate goal is to go to bed.

Those who are easy to deal with can be fooled on the spot, and those who are difficult to deal with can be added to WeChat first, and then blocked and deleted after going back for a few days.

Gu Ling and the muscular man looked at each other, big eyes to small eyes.

"You..." Gu Ling took off his mask, raised his head and took a sip of his wine, "You go out and run from the road in front of the bar to the intersection of Yongle Road and then come back, I will send you a WeChat message."

Zhang Chen almost didn't spit out.

Every time I go back and forth, there must be some ten kilometers. In this summer, even at night, it is swelteringly hot.

The muscular man was even more bewildered by Gu Ling who took off his mask, and immediately geared up: "No problem, just wait for me."

In the next second, the muscular man ran out of the bar with a whoosh.

"This person...isn't very smart." Zhang Chen was speechless for a while, "He really ran away."

Gu Ling drank up the wine: "Never mind him, let him atone for the nonsense he told himself."

Gu Ling got up, ready to leave the place with the most people, and it was time to make a video call for Qi Che.

After finishing the fight, you can leave here and the mission is completed.

Zhang Chen didn't follow him, but stayed at the bar and waited for him.

Gu Ling planned to find a quiet and dark place, but saw that there was no light at a corner not far ahead, so he could only borrow a little light from the bar far away.

This is the best atmosphere.

As Gu Ling walked over there, he took out his mobile phone and was about to play a video when he heard the muscular man behind him looking for him again.

"No, before I run you have to, you have to promise me not to go..." The muscular man was sweating and panting, "I can't be in vain..."

Before the muscular man could finish his sentence, two strong men in black suddenly squeezed out from the crowd, and quietly raised him up on one side and the other on the left.

Muscular man: "??"

Gu Ling was shocked to see the muscular man being carried away with his feet dangling in the air.

Then, he saw a tall figure walking quickly against the faint red light on the dance floor of the bar.

Before Gu Ling could react in the future, he was hooked by a huge force on his shoulders and arms, and was immediately carried away uncontrollably, and came to a quiet and deserted corner.

Gu Ling only felt that he was being pressed against the wall, and subconsciously closed his eyes.

In the darkness, he could only hear the deafening music and loud voices of the dance floor in the distance through the wall.

and disturbed breathing.

A cool snow mint aroma, which is extremely out of season with this place, hits my face.

Gu Ling only felt that his heart was hit hard.

"Gao Lin said that he heard the stylist talking and saw you here." Qi Che's voice was hoarse and deep, "It really is there."

Gu Ling opened one eye carefully, and saw Qi Che standing in front of him, with his arms propped on the wall, enclosing him inside.

The man lowered his head slightly and looked at Gu Ling. The black mask covered most of his face, but the only eyebrows and eyes that were exposed could still be seen. He was not in a good mood at the moment.

Gu Ling swallowed subconsciously, a little flustered.

"No, why did you come here? If you are photographed..."

Qi Che suddenly let out a low laugh from his throat.

Gu Ling shut up instantly.

"I'm not like you, I'm the center of so many people's eyes." Qi Che said coldly, "No one can ignore you."

Gu Ling had a question mark on his head, wondering what nonsense you are talking about.

That is to say, no one has discovered it for the time being. If someone finds out that this person is here, not only will the roof of the bar be toppled, but the Weibo will not stop tonight.

Probably in order not to be conspicuous here, Qi Che wore a pure black shirt without a tie today.

They are all shirts, Qi Che's is very different from his.

Qi Che's black shirt is still full of the sense of seeing that he will soon be able to attend an important business summit, while his...

Qi Che looked down and landed on his loose shirt with gold patterns on a black background.

There is no other use, this shirt completely complements Gu Ling's fair complexion.

Gu Ling's shoulders are relatively narrow, and the line of his collarbone is extremely clear, which outlines a shadow under the dim light.Due to the action just now, Gu Ling's neckline was ripped open, revealing a small piece of chest and shoulders in addition to the collarbone.

Qi Che stared at this scene for a long time with shallow eyes, and then his eyes became darker and darker.

Moving his gaze again, he saw the crumbling ear clip on Gu Ling's ear.

Gu Ling froze under such torture-like scrutiny, not daring to move.

He couldn't move either, and Qi Che pressed him against the wall. Although the two of them had no physical contact, as long as he moved, he would inevitably touch Qi Che's leg.

Then, he saw Qi Che raised his hand and approached his ear.

Gu Ling subconsciously closed his eyes and hid.

After a brief pause, he felt a warm touch, and someone pushed his ear clip up and put it back on.

Gu Ling opened his eyes suddenly, his breathing suddenly became disordered.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Qi Che's upper body leaning forward, pulling in a small distance again.

He heard a low and hoarse voice falling from above his forehead, mixed with a subtle emotion that only the voice himself knew:

"very nice."

"I love so much."

The author says:

He is so wild, he is so loving.