Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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Xie Zhuo pulled the corner of his lips helplessly: "If you are like this, I will think that you are afraid that I will run away."

"Yes," Gu Yan opened the door to signal Xie Zhuo to come in, the corner of his lips smiled with some inexplicable meaning: "I'm just afraid that you will run away?"

Under his overly beautiful eyes, Xie Zhuo was defeated.

"I beg you, can you be normal?"

Just follow the previous state of me chasing you desperately and you ignoring me in every possible way.

It was quite normal before going abroad, why is it like this now?

Are you really not possessed by anything?

Xie Zhuo walked towards the bedroom speechlessly while beeping softly.

But the moment the bedroom door opened, he froze.

It's just because he is very familiar with the pile of things on the bed in the bedroom, and even the crooked chairs are the same as when he left.

Everything has been preserved.

It was as if he just went out for a day and came back normally.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Gu Yan leaned his heavy body on Xie Zhuo's shoulder, carelessly kissing his earballs.

It took Xie Zhuo a long time to find his voice, and said awkwardly, "Here, you didn't clean up."

Where is this guy living during this time?

"I live in the guest room." Gu Yan casually played with Xie Zhuo's clothes buttons and said, "I'll wait for you to clean it up yourself."

"Didn't you say you love my money? Why don't you take everything away." He chuckled, "It seems you don't love money that much either."

Xie Zhuo: "Money is precious, but the price of freedom is even higher."

"Now you are free." The man lightly deprived Xie Zhuo of his single freedom, and he kissed Xie Zhuo's neck carefully: "You only have me, and my insignificant money."

Xie Zhuo: "..."

You don't have to be so presumptuous, you're still quite rich.

No, he is so rich that it makes people jealous.

Outside the door, the assistant who brought the doctor in listened to Gu Yan's words, his envious eyes turned red.

How dare they, Mr. Gu, describe their money as insignificant?

What are his assets?Paramecium social model?

Secretly feeling sorry for himself for a few seconds, he carefully knocked on the door: "Mr. Gu, it's time for you to get an injection."

After such a toss, it is estimated that the body temperature will rise again.

After going on like this, Mr. Xie is really going to take your money to raise a little boy.

Gu Yan responded lightly, turned his eyes to Xie Zhuo and said lightly: "I have no place to sleep, this bed is all your things, what should I do?"

Xie Zhuo wanted to drive him to the second bedroom, but was defeated by his gaze.

"You really..." He rubbed the center of his eyebrows helplessly, and went to pack the things he threw on the bed.

Watches, oil paintings, jewelry inlaid with various precious stones...

After he piled all these on the ground, he looked back helplessly: "Can I lie down now?"

"You stay with me." Gu Yan took off his coat, clasped Xie Zhuo behind his back and left him on the other side of the bed.

doctor:"……"

He looked at the two people lying side by side on the bed, and he didn't know which one to treat.

After a while, he took out the thermometer and took Gu Yan's temperature.

"Thirty-nine degrees four, if you continue to torment like this, if this gentleman makes a fool of himself in front of you, you will have to smile and applaud."

It's just a short step away from burning stupid, you know?

Gu Yan caressed Xie Zhuo's fingertips, and said lightly: "Can a little boy look as good as me?"