He is really fragrant after marrying a wealthy actor

"It's fine to come by yourself."

Gu Ling returned to the car with the heat all over his body, and threw a bag of food into Qi Che's arms.

Qi Che turned his face, he was tightly wrapped up by Gu Ling before he got out of the car, the sunglasses and mask were still on his face.

"This is just a service area." Qi Che tried to resist without arrogance, "It's not like this."

"Don't be afraid of [-], just in case." Gu Ling insisted, "You have been out of work for many days, if they know that you ran back to your hometown with me, that's okay."

After Gu Ling finished speaking, he felt that his remarks were like worrying that his parents would secretly fall in love with the boys in the next class because they knew that he was not studying hard. In short, his mentality was indeed similar.

After closing the car door, the air-conditioning dissipated the heat again, Qi Che took off his mask and sunglasses, and looked through the things Gu Ling bought from the convenience store in the service area.

Qi Che: "So many."

"Not too much." Gu Ling took out a bag of coconut-flavored cookies, tore open the bag with his mouth, and took out one to Qi Che's mouth, "It probably won't arrive until quite late."

Qi Che was silent, looked down at the biscuit he sent over, and opened his mouth after a while.

"How is it?" Gu Ling looked at him expectantly, "I like it, I know you don't like snacks, so I'll give you a taste."

Qi Che chewed slowly, and commented: "It's pretty good."

Gu Ling raised his eyebrows, unable to appreciate the sincerity of these words, he simply believed them, and took out one to eat himself.

After resting for a while, Qi Che started the car and drove out.

Gu Ling adjusted the co-pilot's seat back and looked out the window.

He hadn't been on the highway for a long time.

In fact, after experiencing that bad luck, he had some indelible shadows on the highway. Occasionally, when he had to drive up, he had to forcibly restrain himself so as not to fall into those indescribable nightmare emotions.

But this time, those emotions did not strike as expected.

Maybe it's because I died once and lived a second time, thinking about some things that I couldn't think about in my previous life.

Or maybe it's just because the person driving next to him is Qi Che.

Suddenly, he heard the person next to him say, "You like coconut flavor so much."

"Yeah." Gu Ling said casually, "What's the matter? Isn't it very good, it's better than the durian flavor I like."

Qi Che remained silent, as if thinking of something, a subtle change suddenly flashed across his faint expression, and after a long while he replied in a low voice: "That's true."

Gu Ling didn't know what he was thinking, and watched the scenery outside the car window pass by one by one.

After a few minutes, he still didn't forget the "parents" who were still kept in the dark, so he turned his head and asked, "Would you like to take a photo and post it on Weibo, so that fans can see it, so that they can feel at ease?"

Qi Che seemed to have pondered for a while, then nodded his head.

Gu Ling reached out to take his phone, and leaned over to unlock his face again.

"The password is your birthday." Qi Che said suddenly.

Gu Ling was startled, took the phone back, and entered his birthday password, which was right.

"It's weird." Gu Ling commented in a low voice.

"I'm afraid I'll forget it, but it's rare to know your real birthday." Qi Che looked at Lu without squinting, and said casually, "After all, you have made up a lot of lies."

Gu Ling: "..."

Not to mention, it's really true. When I first met him, I made up a lot of nonsense, and the birthday date was one of them.

Gu Ling turned on the camera function, turned his body sideways, and wanted to take a profile photo of Qi Che.

After adjusting the shooting angle up and down, Gu Ling couldn't help sighing in his heart, this face is worthy of shooting, but with the original camera, it can take good-looking shots without dead ends.

With such a subject, there is not much requirement for the photographer's skills. Gu Ling knows that he may be a bit dark in taking pictures. After all, he used to rely on only one face when taking selfies occasionally, but now he can only rely on Qi Che's photo. Face stretched.

"Do you want to fix it?" Thinking that celebrities have to send out refined photos, Gu Ling found it difficult, "I don't know how to edit pictures."

"No need." Qi Che replied, "Send it."

Gu Ling was stunned: "Don't you wait to see the effect of the photos when you park next time? Then write a copy or something. Or I will transfer it to Gao Lin and let the people in the studio help you post it."

Qi Che said simply again: "No, just post it."

Gu Ling paused for a moment, then opened the Weibo page neatly, thinking that you asked me to post this, and then he would think that I didn't take the photos well and the copywriting was not good.

After selecting the photo, Gu Ling struggled in the copy input box for a while, and then asked, "But what about the copy? When do you plan to resume work? Is this okay to say?"

Qi Che was silent for a moment, then said after a while: "Don't worry."

"Ok?"

Gu Ling responded for a moment: "Just say don't worry?"

Qi Che nodded.

Gu Ling took a deep breath, thinking that these two words were enough.

Or maybe, what fans want to see most now is these two words.

After posting Weibo, Gu Ling immediately put the phone back.

For nearly a month, he has received too many messages from his mobile phone, and too many things passed through the network, which made him feel a little confused between real and virtual.

After meeting Qi Che again, what he wants to do is to put down everything else as much as possible and stay with him quietly for a few days, so after explaining clearly to the few friends, he seldom looks at his phone anymore .

For Qi Che, the only thing that needs to be explained is the countless parking lots. Now that this Weibo is posted, it can be regarded as a reassurance. The next thing will be announced after all the dust settles. .

Looking at the scenery outside the car window, Gu Ling suddenly asked, "Is this our honeymoon?"

Qi Che shifted his gaze: "Why do you say that?"

Gu Ling sighed: "After all, you won't be able to spare such a vacation in a while."

"No." Qi Che didn't hesitate, "I will make arrangements."

Gu Ling immediately stopped talking, thinking that the marriage hadn't ended yet, so why was he thinking about the honeymoon?

The car was rickety. Gu Ling was originally moved and planned to take care of today's temporary substitute driver, but he fell asleep not long after, and when he woke up again, the sky was dark.

"How long...how long?" Gu Ling wiped his sleepy eyes, looked at the navigation, and paused for a while, "You are right to follow the speed limit, but why do you have to run [-] if the speed limit is [-]?"

Qi Che said calmly, "It's getting dark, slow down."

Gu Ling: "Isn't this street light as bright as day!!"

Qi Che didn't answer, and continued to move forward at a constant speed.

Gu Ling looked out of the car window as one car after another passed him, and silently began to look for nearby cities on the map where he could get off the highway and stop temporarily.

He has a very strange state. It stands to reason that everyone who has experienced a terrible car accident will become very cautious in driving and dare not drive fast.

But he is completely the opposite, he prefers the feeling of driving at high speed, and he can't tell why.On the contrary, driving steadily and carefully will remind him of those memories he doesn't want to recall.

This is wrong and not safe.If he hadn't experienced this strange state of mind himself, he would never have thought that someone would have such a car accident sequelae.

Time was getting late, Gu Ling found a small city passing by, re-navigated, got off the highway, and drove directly to the best hotel in the city.

The city's economic development is not bad. The best hotel is a five-star hotel. From the decoration point of view, it is far beyond imagination. It is a magnificent high-rise building. The car keys in Qi Che's hand.

Gu Ling wrapped Qi Che up again, took the card from him, and went to the front desk to open a room.

Because he came late, or maybe it was because the front desk was watching people order food, in short, he said that only the presidential suite was left for him to live in, so Gu Ling didn't ask too much, since it was Qi Che's card that was swiped anyway.

The presidential suite is not quite like a presidential suite, but like a couple's honeymoon room. The decoration is mainly in beige and warm tones, and the lights are still quite ambiguous and warm yellow. As soon as Gu Ling walked in, he felt that the atmosphere was a bit wrong.

Turning his head again, he saw the transparent bathroom wall, and felt even more wrong.

The embarrassment I experienced in the crew hotel at the beginning came here again.Although nothing happened last time, it may be a bit difficult this time.

Gu Ling turned around and looked at Qi Che.

He just took off the mask and went to the bathroom to wash his face, which was still wet.

Xu Shi was a little tired after driving for a long time, and he looked a little haggard. In Gu Ling's eyes, he felt a little pitiful.

Thinking of those WeChat messages he saw on his phone not long ago, Gu Ling felt that he looked even more pitiful.

He didn't intend to tell Qi Che that he saw those WeChat messages, although it might be regarded as a social death for Qi Che, and he could make up for it.

But soon he felt that this was not a social death.

At least he didn't think so himself, he just felt a little like crying.

But crying is definitely a bit unnecessary now.

But you can.

His actions were much faster than the thoughts in his head, and when his thoughts became clear, he found that he had already stuck to it, and slightly raised his head to kiss Qi Che.

Qi Che's breathing was fairly steady, and he accepted the long kiss.

While absorbing oxygen, Gu Ling looked at him with blindfolded eyes, and found that his expression was still calm, which made him a little upset.

Why, it's only been done once, isn't this kind of kiss enough to make this little robot think?

Gu Ling leaned over dissatisfied and bit his lip lightly.

Qi Che's breathing became a little quicker as he expected.

"You... are still not well." Qi Che adjusted his breathing, his tone faintly revealing restraint.

Gu Ling: "..."

He couldn't help complaining in his heart, thinking that I didn't say anything, why are you so worried.

"What?" Gu Ling squinted his eyes, vaguely provocative, "You have no confidence in your skills?"

Qi Che looked down at him, and the emotion in his eyes was surging with uneasiness.

"But..." Gu Ling suddenly remembered something, and felt a little embarrassed, "There is no way here."

Qi Che spoke surprisingly: "There are in the car."

Gu Ling: "??"

He couldn't believe it: "What are you doing in the car?"

Qi Che's expression was very serious: "I think it might be necessary."

Gu Ling: "No need!!"

He is a serious person, with very traditional thinking, those who play too much will never accept it!

Of course, it didn't say that people like Qi Che who had such thoughts were not serious... No, they were just not serious.

Gu Ling himself didn't know what he was thinking, so Qi Che's kiss fell again.

His lips were slightly cool, and the faint scent of snow mint all over his body reminded Gu Ling of what happened last night. Even though the experience this time was not so good, every time the skin was close and the blending of breathing made his ears warm.

He couldn't help but think that at the last moment, Qi Che was lying on top of him, covered in thin sweat, a look he had never seen before, and the forbearance and restraint of heavy panting almost broke every nerve in him.

It has to be said that even though he felt pain all day long, he still couldn't help but want to see Qi Che in that state again.

Gu Ling raised his hand and hooked his neck, pulling him onto the bed and pressing him down.

"Tell me..." Amidst the disordered breathing, Gu Ling's voice was as low as a whisper, and he asked in a low voice, "Should I use the one in the room for comparison, or order a takeaway to deliver it?"

Qi Che looked at Gu Ling in the dim light, said nothing, stretched his shoulders and neck, raised his head, and leaned forward to kiss him again.

Gu Ling was so bewitched by his action that he turned over and sat astride him.

Qi Che propped up his upper body with one arm, and touched Gu Ling's side face: "It's okay if it hurts."

"It's okay." Gu Ling's heart thumped, "I'll be fine if I come by myself."

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Is this an automatic?