He is really fragrant after marrying a wealthy actor

Ultra-thin, cold, snow mint

Gently pressing down on his back, Gu Ling buried his face in the soft mattress, breathing disorderly.

Qi Che pressed the back of his head, gently rubbed it into his hair, forced him to turn his face to kiss, grabbed his hand and lowered it, and said in a hoarse voice: "It can't be closed."

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Panting, Gu Ling turned over, not at all as high-spirited as when he uttered the big talk four or ten minutes ago, just trembling his palms to rejoice that it was finally over.

His ears were blushing, and he wanted to struggle to escape, but Qi Che pressed him down again.

Qi Che supported his upper body with one arm, and surrounded him into his territory. The smell of snow mint mixed with an ambiguous atmosphere made him sink deeply.

Gu Ling sank into the soft snow-white quilt, raised his head, his fair neck was glowing red.

The lights in the hotel room were blindingly bright.

At the last moment, it was as if fireworks exploded in front of Gu Ling's eyes, each piece was gorgeous and blurred.

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"Wow—"

The shower was turned on, and the water curtain fell, flowing from the top of the head to the chin, gradually washing away the residual heat.

Gu Ling rubbed his face in the water curtain, paused, and rubbed again vigorously.

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous.

Just now, if Qi Che hadn't picked up the phone before he could catch his breath, pointed to the time, and said "5 minutes" calmly and solemnly, he wouldn't have felt that People are deliberately connotating themselves.

Originally, he said harshly, saying that it would take five minutes for Qi Che to disarm and surrender, but he didn't expect that not only did he almost surrender in the end, but he was also disarmed in reverse.

The time to disarm is just right at 5 minutes.

There was a light knock on the bathroom door, and Gu Ling turned his head and said angrily, "What are you doing!"

There was a moment of silence outside the door, and the calm and self-sufficient voice sounded again: "It's okay."

"Huh?" Gu Ling hated others saying half and half, originally he didn't want to hear Qi Che's voice, but when the other party hesitated, he wanted to ask instead, "Don't hesitate! Say it! "

"I thought you didn't have the energy to take a shower." Qi Che said again, "But it didn't sound like that just now."

Gu Ling: "..."

He deserved to ask this more.

He turned off the shower, and replied angrily: "Don't say you just used a little trick, even if you really did something, it seems like you can really fuck me so hard that I can't get out of bed!"

There was silence outside the door.

After Gu Ling finished speaking, he immediately taped the tape.

What did I just say? ?

There was silence outside the door for a long time, Gu Ling murmured in his heart, could it be that Qi Che was shocked by this rude sentence, and he was performing soul baptism on himself at this time?

Frowning, he dried himself off, put on his clothes sloppily, and opened the bathroom door a crack.

"Hiss." Gu Ling was taken aback, looking at Qi Che who was still standing outside the door, "What are you doing standing there silently?"

"I was just thinking," Qi Che raised his eyes and said softly, "You can try."

"Uh..." Gu Ling's face turned red, then pale, and finally darkened. He pressed Qi Che's face with both hands, one left and one right, and threatened, "You delete this idea from your program, immediately, immediately."

Qi Che was pressed so that his speech was a little vague: "Why?"

"No reason." Gu Ling withdrew his hand, turned away his face that was about to burn again, and planned to go back to his room, "If you want to try it, try it in your dream."

Before taking two steps, he was grabbed by Qi Che's waist and easily pulled back with one hand.

"Let me go!" Gu Ling was incapable and furious, "Don't even think about it..."

He fell into Qi Che's arms, and heard the person behind him whispering in his ear: "Do nothing, just stay here."

Gu Ling stopped struggling and did not move.

Her legs were still a little soft, and it became more obvious after being held in Qi Che's arms.

Qi Che's voice was hoarse and soft, with a hint of coaxing and pleading, which made him unable to resist.

"What if I get discovered?" Gu Ling went to bed and lay down with his hug, not forgetting to worry, "Another trending search or something."

"No." Qi Che covered him with a thin quilt, "There are other more important things in hot searches."

"Your relationship isn't important enough?" Gu Ling leaned against Qi Che's arms and pressed his face on the pillow.

After the muscles were overexcited, it brought a strange feeling of weakness and sleepiness. As soon as Gu Ling pressed against the bed, he felt tired and unable to support himself.

Qi Che remained silent, one arm was pillowed by him, and he felt that he was still rubbing his face while he was half asleep and half awake, and found a comfortable position on his arm.

The room became quiet, and the breathing of the two of them gradually became long and steady, interlaced and undulating, like a lullaby late at night.

"After the finale, we may have to separate for a while." Qi Che lowered his head, his chin gently resting on the top of Gu Ling's head, "but it won't be long."

"Why?" Gu Ling closed his eyes and asked vaguely, "Do you have any jobs that I can't go to?"

"Well, sort of." Qi Che responded, "I'm leaving Jingzhou to focus on some things."

"Oh." Gu Ling responded softly, and tightened his embrace, "Then can I come back when your birthday is? It's only three weeks away."

Qi Che: "Do you know my birthday?"

"I didn't know at first." Gu Ling said truthfully, "But I saw it in your super chat, your fans are preparing birthday congratulations for you... so can you come back?"

Qi Che was silent for a moment, and instead of answering this question, he said, "Your birthday is in October, so there must be time."

"That's fake." Gu Ling laughed, "My birthday has already passed."

"Fake?" Qi Che asked after a pause, "Why do you even make a fake birthday?"

Except for Zhang Chen and his close friends, no one knew Gu Ling's real birthday. In the message from Gu's family to Qi Che, his birthday was also written in October.

"It's a long story." Gu Ling whispered, "Only people I trust can know my real birthday."

He reached out and patted the arm under his neck: "So congratulations, you have become one of the few people who have gained my trust."

Qi Che smiled lightly, then lowered his head and kissed his soft hair.

The moonlight is light and the time is long.

The phone next to the pillow vibrated lightly.

Qi Che kept his arm as still as possible so as not to wake Gu Ling, and slowly took the phone with his other arm.

It's an email, just one sentence.

"You have the last three days to regret it."

The light from the screen reflected on Qi Che's snow-cold expression, casting a layer of icy chill.

Tapping with his finger, he tapped with his fingertip and pressed delete.

Qi Che's role was officially wrapped three days later.

The crew originally wanted to prepare a wrap-up banquet for him, but he declined it politely, and left the crew without staying long. Due to the rush of the schedule, Gu Ling didn't even have time to put down his work and say goodbye to him.

It wasn't until Yu Chen returned to the set after finishing the family affairs that Gu Ling let go of the burden on his shoulders, and began to be free, and didn't need to follow the set all the time.

He flew back to Jingzhou and returned to his small apartment first.

In the past few days, Yang Zeyi still reported to him about his daily life in his house as usual, but Gu Ling didn't reply much.

Although his attitude was very cold, Yang Zeyi acted as if he couldn't feel it at all, he sent messages as he wanted, his enthusiasm remained undiminished, and he didn't mention anything related to Qi Che at all.

Even so, Gu Ling still felt that it was not an option to let him live in his own home, and he didn't want to keep this trouble that might affect the relationship between him and Qi Che.

When he came to the door of the small apartment, Gu Ling knocked on the door and waited for a while, but no one answered.

not at home?go out?

Although he had a spare key at hand, considering that Yang Zeyi lived here by himself these days, Gu Ling didn't open the door directly to go in, but called him first.

"Beep-beep-"

Yang Zeyi glanced at the lit screen and pressed the hang up button.

"Let's talk if you have something to say." Yang Zeyi put his phone in his pocket and looked up at the opposite side. "You must have come here to swear sovereignty to me because you were bored, right?"

The young man opposite took off his mask, took a sip of the black coffee in front of him.

Yang Zeyi poured the milk ball into his coffee cup. The clear coffee in this shop tasted rather bitter, and he didn't know how the person across from him drank it without changing his face.

"That night at the bar." Qi Che put down his coffee cup with a cold expression, "I won't allow what you did to happen a second time."

Yang Zeyi's face turned pale suddenly, and he glanced away vigorously: "He's drunk, can't I help him?"

Qi Che looked at him indifferently: "What did you do to his wine?"

Yang Zeyi suddenly turned his head, with doubts on his face: "Tricks??"

Qi Che's expression changed slightly.

"What the hell did I do??" Yang Zeyi suddenly raised his voice, "Don't slander me just because you think you are a wealthy young master or a star, I can sue you for slander!!"

"Gu Ling drinks very well." Qi Che frowned slightly, "He usually doesn't get drunk."

Yang Zeyi was silent for a moment, his eyes drooped, and he just realized this: "Yes... Brother Ling usually doesn't get drunk."

"You thought it was me?" Yang Zeyi reacted abruptly, and immediately stood up, "How is that possible! I know the environment of that bar very well. I tampered with Brother Ling's wine, in case I didn't pay attention to let him What if someone hurt him? I can never do this to him!"

Qi Che raised his eyes silently, looked at him for a few seconds, stood up, and walked out of the box in the coffee shop.

"Don't go! Speak clearly!" Yang Zeyi hurriedly got up to stop him.

Qi Che turned his head to look at him: "It's not you, I know."

Yang Zeyi's voice froze, because he noticed that Qi Che's face suddenly became extremely cold, which made people palpitate.

"You... that's fine." Yang Zeyi pursed his lips and said eagerly, "Do you know who did it? You..."

Qi Che interrupted him, his tone calm, but with unquestionable affirmation: "I am his boyfriend, and I will take good care of him."

Yang Zeyi bit his lower lip and clenched his fists tightly.

Qi Che left the private room, and the room was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Yang Zeyi stared at the floor with wide eyes, some words were on his lips, but he couldn't say them.

The phone rang again, and Yang Zeyi picked it up, trying to adjust his emotions: "Brother Ling?"

His eyes flickered, and his eyes just fell on the black coffee that Qi Che had taken a sip of.

"I... went shopping." Yang Zeyi took a deep breath and said, "I'll be right back."

"Then I'll come back to you tomorrow." Gu Ling drove the car and pressed the Bluetooth headset, "I called you just now and you didn't answer, so I left. Hang up first."

After hanging up the phone for a while, Gu Ling felt that Yang Zeyi was a little strange that he didn't stop him from leaving.

If it was a child, he would definitely roll around and make himself have to turn around and go back.

But the doubt was only for a moment, and he quickly put the matter behind him, and stepped on the accelerator to speed up.

After returning to the other courtyard and driving into the garage, Gu Ling found that the parking space next to him was empty, and Qi Che's Rolls-Royce did not come back.

Recalling that Qi Che had told him a few nights ago that he would be busy for a while after wrapping up, he wanted to minimize interruptions, so he didn't send Qi Che a WeChat message.

When they went upstairs, Ling Lingqi was the first to rush up excitedly. Gu Ling patted the dog's head, and then patted the passing car with haughty steps.

——Although he only touched the tip of Daju's tail.

Butler Chen came up to welcome him: "Mr. Gu is back."

"Yeah." Gu Ling smiled, "Long time no see, Uncle Chen looks fatter?"

Steward Chen showed a hint of shyness on his always serious face: "Recently, my husband has gone to the University for the Elderly to learn baking, and he often sends me pastries."

"Really?" Gu Ling smiled, "That's a blessing."

"I'll get you something to try later." Chen Butler said, "But now I have to trouble you to fill out a form. It's time to place an order for this season's custom-made daily necessities. The two gentlemen didn't care about the crew before. Now Qi Sir is busy too."

"Customization of daily necessities?" Gu Ling responded, "Let me see."

Chen Butler immediately gave him a picture book and explained: "Brand, type, quantity, fragrance, and functional requirements can all be selected according to needs."

Gu Ling took the thick picture book, opened it, and saw that it was full of brand introductions and product catalogs, and the last two pages were custom-made orders, which were extremely detailed.

At this moment, he understood where Qi Che's pure snow mint scent came from.

"Is it okay for me to decide? I'm very casual with this kind of thing." Gu Ling thought that the little robot could be very particular about this aspect, so don't make things unsatisfactory for him then, "Why don't you let him do it by himself. "

"Mr. Qi has ordered, you can come and decide." Butler Chen said, "According to your preference."

Gu Ling raised his eyebrows: "My preference?"

That would be a bit wild.

Now that her boyfriend said so, Gu Ling didn't refuse, sat on the sofa and took a glass of iced coconut juice from Sister Wang, and began to tick off the order.

Shampoo, shower gel, bath salt, bathroom fragrance, fragrance beads...

Gu Ling made a lot of fancy choices, and specially chose flavors such as rich fruity aroma, rose osmanthus, hot pot barbecue, etc., which seemed to be Qi Che's dislike.

"Mr. Gu." Seeing that all his products perfectly avoided the "snow mint" fragrance that Qi Che would choose, Chen Butler felt a little worried, "Is the hot pot flavor a bit exaggerated?"

"No exaggeration, I understand the purpose of this scent." Gu Ling said indiscriminately, "It must be prepared for those customers who cannot eat hot pot due to body management. The smell will satisfy their cravings."

Butler Chen: "..."

He couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to wipe the sweat from his forehead: "Then you choose first, and I'll get you something to eat."

Gu Ling nodded, and continued to look at the list.

After choosing and choosing, his eyes suddenly paused, and he saw a more impactful product.

The introduction page is very imaginative and visually stimulating.

Gu Ling looked at it in silence for a while, thinking that this product probably never appeared in Qi Che's order.

Then he saw the text introduction page, and his eyes slowly moved to the left.

Function: ultra-thin bump cool...

Gu Ling: "..."

Read on.

Fragrance type: strawberry milk pineapple...

He saw a familiar smell hidden among the many fragrances.

snow mint.

Terrible.

He deliberately didn't choose snow mint flavor in all the products just now, intending to see if Qi Che's always calm and self-sufficient expression can be stretched.

But when this already familiar cold breath was associated with the products he saw now, Gu Ling moved his legs uncomfortably, thinking of something strange in a strange way.

He slowly wrote down, and ticked off the snow mint scent that he hadn't chosen all this time.

He looked around and saw no one around.

So he pursed his lips, blushed slightly, and lightly wrote a lightly written "1" in the "Quantity" box at the back.

The author says:

enough?