He is really fragrant after marrying a wealthy actor

Why would you want to kiss him a little bit?

The mountain wind in the summer night is hot and humid, and the cool moonlight shines down from the sky, blending together.

Gu Ling blinked, and the outline of the eyebrows and eyes in front of him gradually became clear.

It suddenly occurred to him that he had seen many descriptions of Qi Che, all kinds of gorgeous and exquisite words and expressions were piled up on Qi Che on various occasions.

Every time he sees these words, he feels that he is so far away from Qi Che, sometimes the distance is only within reach, but he feels that it is out of reach.

But when the word "boyfriend" suddenly appeared and replaced all the other brilliant rhetoric, Gu Ling suddenly felt that he was so close to him all of a sudden, so close that he immediately belonged to him alone.

Gu Ling saw the hesitation in his eyes, like a lonely wolf lowering its head slightly, tentatively putting the most vulnerable place in his palm.

Gu Ling opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Alternate..."

Qi Che's pupils were pale, as if soaked in moonlight: "Yes."

Gu Ling vaguely heard some grievances from this response.

He suddenly felt like a scumbag, and saw a flash of accusation in Qi Che's calm eyes.

"No...that's not what you said." Gu Ling stammered a little, and for the first time felt that he was so inarticulate, and clenched his hand holding the wine bottle uneasily, "Didn't I say it at the beginning, if it wasn't for the consideration of the Qi Group's stock price, And your work, we have already obtained the certificate and made it public."

Qi Che consciously caught the point: "You want to make it public? It's easy to do."

"Uh..." Gu Ling choked, "That's not what it means."

He paused, trying to straighten out the logic: "I mean, we were going to get married, and the status of a boyfriend is only needed when we are in a relationship."

Qi Che remained silent, as if digesting his logic.

Gu Ling raised his hand and gestured wildly in the air: "That's right, it means that we don't need to fall in love, we can just do whatever we want after marriage..."

Qi Che tried to catch the point again: "You don't want to fall in love with me?"

Gu Ling: "..."

Why can he always put the same words into different meanings after permutation and combination?

Being interrupted by Qi Che, Gu Ling himself felt that he didn't quite understand what he was thinking.

There was silence all around, except for the chirping of cicadas in summer. Usually, Gu Ling felt that this sound was disturbing, but now he felt that it was lucky that there was such a sound.

It wouldn't make the conversation between the two seem too silent, too...serious.

Gu Ling thinks that he has a good understanding of men and women who eat and drink. Whether it's a playful push for a cup or a superficial sweet talk, he feels that he has seen too much and listened too much. In the end, it is just a game. .

You can talk about "like" and "love" today, but you can forget about it tomorrow. All lingering feelings have a shelf life.

In terms of absolute benefits, impulsive desires and emotions are not worth mentioning.

Qi Che watched him hesitate to speak, and was silent for a while, then suddenly said in a declarative sentence: "Because you want to treat me as Party A."

Gu Ling was startled: "What?"

Qi Che looked at him, his eyes dimmed: "You said earlier that you hope to treat me like Party A."

Gu Ling subconsciously wanted to deny it, but he couldn't get it out of his mouth.

Indeed, such words are what he can say, and they are also his true thoughts.

From the moment he first met Qi Che, he thought about what is the best way to maintain a long-term relationship in this marriage, and he came to the conclusion that he should treat the other party as Party A.

"I..." Gu Ling's eyes dodged for a moment, "I thought..."

Gu Ling was in a daze. He suddenly thought that he had never thought that something as illusory as love would be related to him. It was a story that only existed in fairy tales.

Qi Che moved a little closer again, Gu Ling took a small step back, but Qi Che held his wrist to prevent him from moving.

Qi Che's voice fell lightly: "Then do you like me?"

Gu Ling raised his eyes suddenly, and heard a thud in his chest.

He immediately thought of the memo on Qi Che's phone, which contained the words "Significance of liking someone" written by the marketing account of Poisonous Chicken Soup. When he applied those contents to himself, several of them matched.

Later, he thought, that was only temporary, and after a while, he would regain his senses.

Just like so many stories he has seen, the beauty at first sight, and soon after the passion fades, he is abandoned like a shoe, and it is annoying to look at it even more.

"I..." Gu Ling opened his mouth, and he lowered his head after a long time, "I don't know."

He vaguely felt that the word "like" was so heavy that he couldn't memorize it.

At the same time, I feel that this word is so light that it dissipates when it is touched.

Hearing this answer, Qi Che's light eyes darkened.

"But it's not that I hate you." Gu Ling raised his head abruptly, as if afraid of being misunderstood by the other party, he hurriedly made amends, "I'm just afraid."

Qi Che looked up at him, and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

"Uh..." Gu Ling pursed his lips, and finally blurted out the thought that was suppressed in his heart, "I have seen other people fall in love, and they broke up quickly, and then they were like strangers."

"I..." Gu Ling's ending trembled slightly, "I don't want to become a stranger with you."

Qi Che looked at him quietly for a while, and the dim light in his eyes slowly recovered: "That's all?"

Gu Ling nodded.

Qi Che's brows and eyes were stained with a helpless smile, and then he raised his hand to rub his soft black hair: "We will be different from others."

Gu Ling was noncommittal, with a slightly slumped expression, lowered his head and let him rub a few hairs out of him.

Qi Che put down his hand, and took a look at his hand tightly holding the wine bottle, because Nan Feng's knuckles turned white from pointing too hard.

He stretched out his hand to cover Gu Ling's fingers, brought the wine bottle over, and said, "Drink less and eat more, so that you can grow your body."

Gu Ling raised his head and retorted softly, "I'm not a child."

Qi Che smiled lightly, and suddenly said: "I will wait for you."

Gu Ling felt that the words had no beginning and no end, so he looked up at him: "?"

Qi Che didn't respond, but said, "Let's go."

The wine was carried away by Qi Che, Gu Ling stood in front of the mountain and had nothing to do, so he turned around and went back with him with his head down.

When we came to the entrance of the farmhouse, there were many tables in the open space inside. Everyone was drinking and eating lively, full of fireworks.

Zhang Chen was looking around at the gate, and when he saw the two of them coming back, he first nodded politely to Qi Che who was walking in front as a greeting, and then looked at Gu Ling.

Seeing that his hands were empty, Zhang Chen realized that the wine bottle was held by Qi Che, and was immediately shocked.

You must know that Gu Ling's wine protection is better than a dog's food protection, and he is willing to give up the half-drunk wine.

If it weren't for the peaceful atmosphere between the two, Zhang Chen would have wondered if they had just had a fight.

Gu Ling stopped in his tracks, looked up at Zhang Chen, and met Qi Che's eyes for a second, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere was subtle, so he hurried in and said, "I'm going to find something to eat."

Zhang Chen watched him walk in, then turned his head to look at Qi Che, "He..."

After asking a single word, Zhang Chen met Qi Che's eyes that were as cold as snow, and held back the rest of his words.

I almost forgot, this famous iceberg face star doesn't like to chat with strangers.

Just as he was about to turn around and go in, he heard Qi Che suddenly say, "He what?"

"Ah?" Zhang Chen was taken aback, "No...it's nothing."

Qi Che glanced at him, then looked away lightly, without saying anything, threw the wine bottle in his hand to Zhang Chen, turned and walked in.

Zhang Chen took the bottle in a daze, watching his indifferent back go away, unable to recover for a long time.

Did he just win Teacher Qi's active questioning?Did it get his attention?

Good guy, it's time to go.

A barbecue grill was set up in the open space, cold beer was placed all over the floor, and two boxes of empty bottles were packed.

Gu Ling found an empty chair near the crowd and sat down, and ate a piece of barbecue.

Yu Chen came over, sat next to him, and stuffed a bottle of cold beer into his hand: "Would you like some?"

Gu Ling answered subconsciously, the cold touch was seductive, and he would never refuse under normal circumstances.

But now, he suddenly felt that the bottle of wine was a little hot.

He looked up, but couldn't find Qi Che for a moment, he hesitated a little.

"No more." Finally, Gu Ling licked his lips and put the bottle aside, "I'm quitting alcohol."

As soon as the words fell, a voice came down from the top of his head: "What the hell are you talking about?"

Zhang Chen was astonished as if he didn't know him anymore. He sat down on the chair beside him, looked at the wine he had discarded, and said speechlessly, "You quit drinking? You won't stop drinking even when the sun comes out from the west. Stop talking nonsense. , Well, you haven't finished your drink yet."

Seeing that what he handed over was the wine bottle that Qi Che had just taken away, Gu Ling frowned and said, "He asked you to give it to me?"

"Of course not, he just threw it to me." Zhang Chen said, "It's strange to say that, it's rare that Teacher Qi would take the initiative to talk to me."

Yu Chen heard it from the side, and interjected: "I also feel that Mr. Qi has changed a lot recently. Look at him now, he is willing to come to such occasions."

Gu Ling's heart moved. When he raised his head this time, he saw Qi Che's figure through the gap in the crowd. He was sitting with Director Zheng. He was wearing a clean white shirt covered in ice and snow, which seemed out of place in such an occasion.

Zhang Chen's small eyes rolled, and he felt that he had discovered Huadian again: "It goes without saying, it must be because..."

Gu Ling glanced at him.

"The power of love!!"

Yu Chen laughed out loud and agreed.

Gu Ling's face tensed immediately, and he took the wine bottle in Zhang Chen's hand with some embarrassment, took a sip to cover up his delicate expression.

The members of the clothing team came over and toasted Yu Chen and Gu Ling.

Gu Ling took the wine, drank it all in one gulp, and said something polite but sincere.

After everyone drank, they all sat down and chatted. Someone just heard Zhang Chen's words and said with a smile:

"I don't know if Teacher Qi has caught up with someone."

"I have joined the think tank, and I check in on Chaohua every day. Everyone is very anxious."

"That's right, that's all Chaohua now, I feel like the parking lot is just stunned hahaha."

Gu Ling listened on the sidelines, his thin lips were tightly pressed together, and he could only drink one sip after another.

Zhang Chen poked him aside: "Didn't you stop drinking?"

Gu Ling glanced at him, pursed his lips and said, "Break the precept for one night."

As he spoke, he sat back and opened Weibo to avoid other people's eyes.

He joined Qi Che's Chaohua before, so there are many Chaohua posts on the homepage.

【@今天车吧Have you started falling in love?report, not yet. 】

A series of wailing in the comments below:

[Another day of hard waiting. 】

[I really really want to know what it's like for Mr. Qi to fall in love. 】

[Me too, I feel that it must be su and sweet, and the idol stills come into reality. 】

[Can you ask my brother-in-law to broadcast live for us?I swear I won't be sour. 】

[Car: You are not worthy. 】

【Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow! !But Teacher Qi deserves it! !He must be the best boyfriend in the world! ! 】

Gu Ling quit this Weibo, continued to scroll down, and saw another Weibo.

[@车汽起爱思案团: So what advice do you guys give us today for our car? 】

[Online, watch a group of widowed fans help the widowed king chase his wife. 】

[That future brother-in-law, are you watching Super Talk?You can do it, let's take a look at our car! ! 】

[So is there any sister who can write a self-introduction for the car? 】

[Car, named Qi Che, 186cm tall, 1.8m long legs, unbelievably handsome, with a nice voice and good-looking hands, although I have never seen abs, but definitely not less than six yuan (probably only for my wife), first-class kissing skills (although The first kiss is still there), 18cm is okay to live in three hours (the upper limit is not capped), a model of male virtue!King of Gu Kings!The Transcendent Alpha!Face control, body control, voice control, manual control and the best choice for lsp! !Do not miss passing through! ! 】

【Sister, you are going to laugh me to death】

[This parking lot, you are a bit false propaganda!Everything else is fine, but are you sure your kissing skills are top-notch?Are you sure you're alive?Can he, a widow, do it? 】

【Big guts!After a while, the car saw you and added you to the list of dark sharks. 】

【It's over, I'm starting to think he can't do it】

【No+1】

[You guys are really fans, everyone says that our car is not good but it’s okay, what if the little brother sees it]

[It's okay, kissing skills can be practiced!Life can also improve! !The hardware is here! !Bro, don't get me wrong! ! 】

Gu Ling, who belatedly realized that they were shouting at him, said, "..."

Amidst the noisy voices, Zhang Chen turned his head, saw Gu Ling's face from the corner of his eye, and asked doubtfully, "Is this wine on your face?"

Gu Ling suddenly put away the phone and looked up at him: "?"

Zhang Chen looked at him: "Why are you so blushing?"

Gu Ling: "..."

Zhang Chen took a closer look: "Don't you never show your face?"

Gu Ling stuffed back the wine he had taken two sips of in his hand: "You have a problem with the wine, so stop drinking."

Zhang Chen was very dissatisfied: "How is it possible!! You are dying to blame the wine?"

"Uh..." Gu Ling is very sensitive to the word "no" now, and the roots of his ears are burning again, so he retorted, "Stop talking nonsense."

After being interrupted by Zhang Chen, his delicate and delicate feeling dissipated a little bit, and his attention was also diverted.

The scene ended at twelve o'clock in the evening. Everyone got into the car and went up the mountain one by one along the Panshan Highway, and went back to the hotel for the last night. The next morning, the whole crew had to transfer.

Gu Ling got on the bus and returned to the crew hotel, and came to the elevator area.

There are only four elevators in this hotel. Because of the large number of people on the set, they can't finish going up several times. There are still many people waiting in the elevator lobby, talking in twos and threes in low voices.

"The show in Changle Studio seems to be set at the same time as ours."

"I heard that too, bad luck."

"Believe it or not, you will have to step on it again at that time."

"Pulling? Then I don't know who stepped on whom. They really think that their Fuhua Dao is number one in the universe?"

"Forget it, don't mention it, I got ptsd from the time when they hated our crew and hated our grass-roots crew. I feel like vomiting when I hear their names."

Gu Ling stood by the wall next to the elevator, leaning loosely, listening to everyone chatting.

He didn't want to be crowded with people, so he dragged himself in until everyone had almost finished using the last elevator.

There were five people in the elevator including him. The one near the elevator door pressed the door close button, and suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside.

The person who pressed the button reacted immediately and pressed the door open button instead.

However, when the footsteps approached, they saw that the people outside were Qi Che and a few assistants.

Seeing someone in the elevator, Twisted Braid stopped immediately and said with a smile, "Let's wait for the next trip."

The person in the elevator nodded to express his understanding, and let go of the key to open the door.

Qi Che's obsession with cleanliness is well-known in the circle, and he has always been unwilling to take the same elevator with people he doesn't know well.

When he first joined the crew, all the crew members wanted to get off the elevator to make way for him, but Qi Che repeatedly refused, and finally formed Qi Che's habit of waiting for the next elevator alone, so it wouldn't cause trouble to others.

Just as the elevator door was about to close, a faint voice came from outside the door: "Wait."

Gu Ling looked up, saw Qi Che approaching a few steps, looked up at himself, and then walked into the elevator.

The assistants outside the elevator looked at each other in blank dismay, and followed them in after realizing it.

The elevator was suddenly crowded, Gu Ling was squeezed to the corner by the elevator door, and out of the corner of his eye, he could see the tall Qi Che standing in the crowd, which was particularly eye-catching.

Several crew members who were in the elevator were also surprised and speechless, only feeling that the stuffy air had cooled down.

They moved carefully, afraid of crowding into this big star who could only get so close in a dream, and exchanged glances:

[I'm dreaming?Teacher Qi is willing to squeeze the elevator? 】

【awsl】

[An elevator adventure recorded in history...]

The elevator was so quiet that there was only the sound of breathing, and Gu Ling's hand hanging by his side tightened slightly.

When the elevator gradually goes up, people will gradually walk almost the same.

Twisted Pigeon and the team assistants were the last to go out, leaving Gu Ling and Qi Che who were on the highest floor still standing in the elevator.

The elevator door closed slowly, Gu Ling moved his stiff legs a little, and from the corner of his vision, he saw Qi Che looking down.

Gu Ling glanced at him, then moved away.

The lights in the elevator were very dim, and he vaguely saw Qi Che raise his head and take a sip of the ice water in his hand, the corners of his lips were stained with water, which he wiped away with his knuckles, as if the ice and snow had just melted, bringing Inexplicable tenderness and coolness.

The elevator finally came to his floor.

There was a sound of light footsteps behind him, and he could feel Qi Che suddenly getting a little closer, and then his palm hanging by his side was suddenly hooked slightly.

The temperature of the fingertips that took the ice water was slightly cool, and there was still moist moisture.

Gu Ling was startled as if his sensitive parts were being teased suddenly, and immediately subconsciously curled up his palms, touching Qi Che's retracted fingers.

In the quiet and airtight elevator, the silent ambiguity and impulse secretly exchange, merge and become inseparable.

"Good night."

Qi Che looked at the back of his head that had suddenly stiffened, and said in a low voice.

Gu Ling didn't have time to respond, and before the elevator door was fully opened, he hurriedly walked sideways and walked out.

The corridor was quiet, but his footsteps were flustered.

He couldn't help recalling the scene just now, seeing Qi Che wipe away the water from the corners of his lips, seeing his thin and cool lips pursed into a line, inexplicably as if he had pressed some impulsive switch.

He suddenly remembered what he saw in Weibo Chaochao, 186 feet tall, 1.8 meters long, [-] meters long, six pack abs, but probably not good at kissing...it was all a mess.

Gu Ling shook his head to wake himself up, and heard his heartbeat becoming more and more obvious, and his steps gradually slowed down.

Unfortunately, the chicken soup for the soul of the marketing account may be true.

He might really like Qi Che.

Otherwise, why would I want to kiss him a little bit.

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