He is really fragrant after marrying a wealthy actor

The air is tinged with the sweetness of watermelon and cream.

Gu Ling closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Be calm, be sensible, and take a stand!Resolutely not to be attracted by all kinds of temptations, a wise man does not fall in love, and build a beautiful China...

Forget it, I can't control it subjectively, let's rely on objectivity.

Gu Ling maintained a clear understanding of his willpower, so he threw away the hair dryer in his hand and started rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

It's a pity that I really don't have any extra clothes in my suitcase, even if there are, it's impossible for Qi Che to wear them.

He had no choice but to look around in the room, and out of the corner of his eye, he could see Qi Che's extremely superior body line, half naked, but the lighting in this hotel room was still full of ambiguous warm colors, it was a pinch from inside and outside.

When Gu Ling almost decided to pull out the bed sheet and put it on Qi Che, he finally saw the bathrobe prepared by the hotel in the back of the closet, and at that moment he seemed to see a life-saving straw.

He took it out and held it up to Qi Che, just blocking his uncomfortable sight, and said forcefully, "Isn't this something you can wear?"

Qi Che silently looked at the bathrobe in his hand, and remained silent for a long time.

Gu Ling waited for a while with question marks all over his head, then he put down his bathrobe and glanced at him, realizing why his face darkened: "How dare you have a cleanliness at a time like this!"

Qi Che seemed to hesitate for a moment, but was still a bit embarrassed to tell for himself: "Cleanliness cannot be controlled subjectively."

Gu Ling was suddenly furious: "Are you bragging??"

Qi Che pursed his lips, and immediately lowered his voice: "No."

Gu Ling choked: "..."

What tone, what expression!How come it looks like I'm bullying him!Is this the magic weapon to turn defeat into victory?Is this the quality of an actor? ?

Gu Ling was so angry that he didn't know whether he was angry with himself or Qi Che. He threw away the bathrobe in his hand and rummaged through his suitcase, but couldn't find any suitable clothes for him.

There was a rustling sound behind him, Gu Ling turned his head to look, and saw Qi Che picking up the bathrobe he had thrown aside, and slowly putting it on.

When he was wearing the belt, his chest rose and fell obviously, and he sighed.

Gu Ling was left speechless by this sigh: "..."

Well, it's more like I'm bullying him.

"If you really can't stand it like this, you can sneak back!" Gu Ling said through gritted teeth, "My bed is so small that I can't sleep another person!"

Qi Che fastened his belt, without even looking at the bed, he immediately said: "It's okay, I can sleep on the sofa."

"This sofa is so short, you can't sleep on it." Gu Ling rejected it coldly.

Qi Che paused, looking at his expression, he seemed to be seriously thinking: "Sleeping on the floor is also fine."

Gu Ling: "..."

"Didn't you want to come up just now?" He turned around and continued to blow his hair, snorted coldly, and complained in a low voice, "Now I don't want to leave."

The noisy blower sound overwhelmed other sounds, and Gu Ling was blowing his half-dry hair indiscriminately until the blower was gently taken away from his hand.

Gu Ling's arm stiffened, and then slowly fell down.

He felt Qi Che's fingers gently inserted into the hair, grasping and kneading gently with strength, coordinated with the hot air of the hair dryer, his movements were careful and careful, and he would not feel that the temperature was too hot at all.

Gu Ling lowered his arms and did not move.

He can't remember anyone who has blow-dried his hair like this, even if it is Teacher Tony, he will insist on blow-drying himself.

Hair is a sensitive area for him, and he doesn't like unrelated people to go in and touch the parts near the root of the hair. Except when his mother blows his hair like this when he was a child, he has never experienced it again.

With Qi Che, he has broken many exceptions.

After blowing for a few minutes, Gu Ling tilted his head to avoid Qi Che's movements: "Stop blowing."

Qi Che turned off the hair dryer, and Gu Ling yelled, "It's so hot, let's leave it at that, it's almost done."

He turned around and glanced at Qi Che, seeing that his hair was still wet, he said stiffly, "You give yourself..."

His words stopped abruptly, because Qi Che came over from behind him and hugged him.

As if the pause button had been pressed, Gu Ling immediately couldn't move or speak.

How long has it been since you fell into his arms so quietly? More than 20 days?

Only more than 20 days?Why does it feel like it has been a long time, so long that when he feels back to rely on again, he will be so strange that he feels a little unreal.

Gu Ling didn't move, but relaxed his upper body very slightly and leaned back.

Not empty, but solid and down-to-earth.

It is also warm.

And the smell of snow mint that he was already familiar with.

During the time when he lost contact with Qi Che, Gu Ling was a little obsessed with the smell of snow mint.

He used Qi Che's snow mint-flavored products when he washed, he used snow mint toothpaste, snow mint body wash, and then took a bath with a snow mint bath ball.

The few products left in the first place were destroyed by him in a few days.

Originally, he expected that the custom-made daily necessities would be refilled when they arrived, but he realized it after the delivery. He avoided this fragrance type when he filled out the form, so he could only face a lot of strong floral and fruity fragrances. Products with hot pot and barbecue flavor want to cry but have no tears.

Of course, what broke him the most was that he could not use the only snow mint-flavored product by himself. He didn't go through much psychological struggle before completely rejecting the idea of ​​dismantling a smell.

The so-called collapse of an adult is probably just such a moment.

But even though it was the same fragrance type, Gu Ling gradually felt that the taste was a bit different.

In the end, he came to the conclusion that the snow mint fragrance on Qi Che's body is the smell of snow mint + car smell, which smells a little special and unique.

At the same time, the speed of forgetting is also very fast.

When he smelled this smell again, Gu Ling felt a little strange, but after the strangeness, he felt a sense of joy as if he had lost it and found it again.

A silent hug is like a cup of sweet wine, which makes people quiet and indulging.

However, Gu Ling's capacity for drinking is quite good, so he quickly came to his senses and did not forget his mission.

"Let go." Gu Ling's tone was indifferent, without any wavering, "This trick is useless, I won't forgive you, you can't say anything."

"I know, just hug for a while." Qi Che whispered behind his ear, "I miss you."

Gu Ling: "..."

The indifferent mask almost cracked again.

After 3 minutes, probably reaching Qi Che's definition of "for a while", the arms around his waist loosened.

The person behind took a few steps back, Gu Ling adjusted his expression and turned around.

"Stand up." Gu Ling felt that his tone was very precise, "I'll ask you a few questions, and answer them truthfully."

Qi Che looked at him and expressed his acquiescence.

Gu Ling stared at him for a while, noticed that his hair was still wet, and waved his hands vigorously for a while: "Blow dry first!"

Qi Che didn't move: "No need."

Gu Ling clicked his tongue, picked up the hair dryer, turned on the maximum setting, pushed Qi Che to sit on the edge of the bed, and started blowing for him.

Gu Ling is still very familiar with this technique, it's just like blowing a dog's fur.

His movements were not gentle at all, they were in stark contrast to when Qi Che was drying his hair just now, but he felt quite refreshed.

Although it looks rough like this, it dries quickly, and it takes only half of the time to blow it completely. It's not like me, it's so hot that it's half dead and still has a little water vapor.

After turning off the hair dryer, Gu Ling asked, "How do you feel?"

It was the first time in his life that Qi Che was blown away by such cruel tactics: "It's pretty good."

Gu Ling snorted: "Tell the truth."

"Uh..." Qi Che straightened the messy hair on his forehead, "It hurts a bit."

"Yeah." Gu Ling got a satisfactory answer, and said fiercely, "It takes pain to grow memory."

Qi Che was silent for a while, then said in a low voice, "I shouldn't have avoided you."

Gu Ling suddenly fell silent.

He lowered his eyes, casting a small shadow on his eyelashes.

"You still know." Gu Ling whispered.

Qi Che lowered his head halfway, and didn't move his hair, letting them mess up:

"The time I went to pick you up, Dong Qi tampered with your wine. I'm not sure about the purpose. Maybe it was to take pictures of the evidence of our intimate contact."

"Before the dispute is settled, he will use you as a bargaining chip. Once the photo of us together is taken, he will definitely expose it like last time, and at the same time, your face will be exposed."

"Now there are many speculations about my unilateral termination of cooperation. At that time, he will point the finger at you and use the relationship as a gimmick. At that time, you will become one of the core points of firepower among the divergent opinions."

Qi Che's tone was very calm, as if telling someone else's story, without much subjective emotion.

However, Gu Ling inexplicably got a glimpse of the hardships and sufferings he faced in this resistance from these few short explanations.

"You can tell me." Gu Ling looked at him and said hoarsely, "Tell me the truth, I won't insist on seeing you..."

"Really?" Qi Che suddenly smiled softly, looked down at him, and rubbed the top of his head, "You won't, you would think, if there is an abyss ahead, you have to jump with me. "

Gu Ling raised his eyes to look into his eyes, and it was the familiar deep lake again, but this time he saw himself from inside.

He wanted to deny it, but he couldn't open his mouth, because this sentence seemed to be nailed to his deepest thoughts, and it was terribly real.

Qi Che's articulation of every word was clear and gentle, and Gu Ling felt that it was a replica of his own inner voice:

"Compared to being left alone in the world, you would rather go to hell with others."

Gu Ling's eyes trembled, and he looked at Qi Che in disbelief.

"That's why I'm sorry this time." Qi Che said at last, not being straightforward but strong, "Although I will do it again."

Gu Ling: "..."

He lowered his head, suppressing the moving water in his eyes.

Since he is very bad at this kind of sensational scenes like idol dramas, Gu Ling turned around and ordered to chase away customers: "Okay, then you can get out."

"Don't leave tonight." Qi Che shifted his gaze and glanced at the big suitcase behind Gu Ling, "I haven't eaten the cake yet."

Gu Ling: "..."

When did he see it? ?Can you see this? ?

"Eggs...cakes..." Gu Ling began to ramble, "It's not for you, what are you eating?"

On the other hand, it is obvious that when you are angry, you should travel all the way to show up in front of the other party with a cake.

"Really?" Qi Che raised his eyebrows, "I think there are pieces of watermelon on it, it should be for me."

"Do not……"

Halfway through Gu Ling's speech, he saw that Qi Che had already passed him by himself and opened the suitcase.

The watermelon cake that had been shaking so far that it was beyond recognition was exposed to two pairs of eyes.

A pair of eyes are too shameful, and a pair of eyes are as deep as the abyss.

Gu Ling remained silent stiffly, he had even forgotten that he was indeed here to celebrate Qi Che's birthday.

It's only when the scene is really faced that the sense of shame begins to take effect.

Seeing Qi Che pick up the cake and open the transparent cover, Gu Ling suddenly felt that this watermelon cake was particularly unsuitable, and the embarrassed expressions of everyone in the studio when they tasted the cake were immediately vivid in his memory.

Gu Ling, who hadn't cooked much in two lifetimes, suddenly lost his confidence. When he was doing it before, he still felt that he was very talented, and the cakes he made were delicious.

Now that his sanity has returned, he clearly realizes that he really doesn't have the brush that can perfectly blend watermelon and cream, which is in line with the public's taste.

Not to mention a person like Qi Che who is very talkative when he thinks about it.

"No, this is not delicious!" Gu Ling rushed up to grab the cake, but Qi Che didn't realize it, the two collided, the cake shook, and then fell irretrievably to the ground.

The cream was splashed and dotted with stars, which was very discordant with the not-so-clean ground. The pale pink and milky white cake was torn apart, like a sweet dream bubble suddenly shattered.

Gu Ling stopped speaking suddenly, subconsciously wishing that time would stop a few seconds ago, but it was obviously impossible.

The clean cake fell to the ground, and the beautiful things fell into the dust, perhaps just like himself in the past.

Gu Ling lowered his head and looked straight at the mess on the ground. The grievances accumulated for a long time surged up inexplicably, but his eyes were dry and painful, and they were burning red.

The burn that had healed on his hand even began to ache again, as if blaming him for wasting so many days of hard work.

The silent air was tainted with the sweet smell of watermelon and butter, and in Gu Ling's view, it was also mixed with the dirty smell of dust.

Qi Che squatted down slowly, his straight upper body bent slightly, without any hesitation or stagnation, he stretched out his hand calmly and naturally, and dipped a little cream on the shattered cake with his fingertips.

Gu Ling looked at him, wondering what Qi Che wanted to do.

Then he raised his hand, he didn't know what he wanted to stop, but he froze in the end.

Qi Che didn't say anything, just put the cream on his fingertips into his mouth.

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Ling Bao: What should I do, folks, elders, I'm going to be overwhelmed