heart [entertainment circle]

"Wait a minute." Gu Ming let go before he pulled off his pants.

Zhou Yu stood up quickly so that he didn't fall headlong, and glanced at him with his fingers on the waistband of his trousers.

Gu Ming turned around and went out, and in less than ten seconds, he came back with a thick sandalwood chair in one hand, and put it directly in front of Zhou Yu: "Help it, I can't help you every time, can I?"

This chair came from Zhou Yu's study, and there was a table in Zhou Yu's study, which was used by calligraphers to write.It looks very elegant at first glance, but judging from the dust on the top, the function of this table and chair should be to pretend...

Zhou Yu glanced at the chair, his eyes were a little straight, but he helped it anyway: "Thank you."

Before he pulled down his trousers again and the sound of water could be heard, Gu Ming quickly walked out and closed the door behind him.

There shouldn't be a psychological barrier. If it was someone else, such as the film king Wu Changguang I met today, it would be fine if Gu Ming supported him every day.

But Zhou Yu is different. If Gu Ming's judgment is correct, there are nine out of ten that Zhou Yu is really interesting to men.

It was too dark when we met on the roadside for the first time, so he didn't pay much attention to it. He doubted it for a moment in the backstage lounge in the afternoon, but it was basically confirmed tonight.

It’s hard to describe how I saw it, maybe it’s because I had a lot of contact when I was thrown out of the country by my father.

Gu Ming leaned against the wall by the door, Zhou Yuti's hand holding his trouser waist suddenly flashed through his mind.

Zhou Yu was quite thin, with a fair complexion, and the short section that was just torn off revealed the shape of his bones, and the lines looked good.

That thing was called a hip bone. Gu Ming was glad that he didn't return all the knowledge to the teacher, so he heard Zhou Yu rushing through the water and calling him from inside.

"Gu!" It was Gu who called, probably because he hadn't remembered his full name yet.

It was clearly mentioned more than once when signing the contract, but Zhou Yu's memory is like being eaten by a dog.

Gu Ming opened the door, only to find that the man was standing on one leg and leaning against the sink, washing his hands with boiling water in a calm manner.

He wanted to say, aren't you pretty good at jumping, why are you still being supported.

"My name is Gu Ming, Ming Ming." Gu Ming sighed, "Should I embroider my name on my coat?"

"No, I don't remember names very well." Zhou Yu looked at him in the mirror, "Only when I go to kindergarten do I embroider my name on my jacket."

Gu Ming didn't speak, walked over to help him up, "Where are you going?"

"Sofa... don't you like chatting?" Zhou Yu smiled.

"I'm more introverted, can't you tell?" Gu Ming put him on the sofa.

"I can't tell," Zhou Yu leaned against a pillow, "You look like a very poisonous type."

"That is to be alive." Gu Ming got up to find water to drink.

"Are you really my fan?" Zhou Yu asked from behind.

Zhou Yu's family didn't seem to be able to see the disposable cups. There was a blue mug on the table with a fox's head drawn on it. It was probably Zhou Yu's use.

"I am, do you have drinking cups at home?" Gu Ming asked, "Disposable paper cups, or unused ones are fine."

"The third floor of the disinfection cabinet is unused, so you can choose whatever you want," Zhou Yu said.

Gu Ming opened the door of the disinfection cabinet, and saw that there were more than ten or twenty colorful cups filled inside, all of which were of the same style as the one on the table, but with different colors and different animal heads.

It's hard to choose, to pick one out of a bunch of such childlike cups.

Gu Ming stretched out his hand casually, thinking that the inside should be used less, so he took out a red one from the inside, and turned to look at it.

Zhou Yu's Q version villain with signature.

"I don't think you look like you. Let me sing a song." Zhou Yu looked up at him.

"I have a bad tone, my ears are rotten." Gu Ming took the water and walked over with a cup.

Zhou Yudan looked at him for a while, but said nothing.

"I'm using this cup. My idol is drawn on it." Gu Ming raised the cup in front of him with a blank expression.

Originally, Gu Ming was worried for a while, what if Zhou Yu continued to play with him in the bath, but Zhou Yu was quite honest behind him.

I didn't move around anymore, and finally watched a tea-related documentary on the sofa like a normal person.Gu Ming didn't understand why a 26-year-old loved to watch this kind of show that only his grandfather watched, and he was afraid that Zhou Yu would call him a crutch at any time, so he had to sit beside him and catch fish for a long time.

Zhou Yu couldn't touch the water before the bandage was removed from his leg injury. At night, he found two benches, sat on one and put his legs on the other, and forced himself to wash himself.

Gu Ming must be tired today, but fortunately Zhou Yu went back to his room to sleep at eleven o'clock and did not continue to torment him.

There are only three rooms in Zhou Yu's house. Excluding the study room and Zhou Yu's own room, it is just a guest room with no life atmosphere at first glance.

Gu Ming was quite sleepy at first, but as he expected, he woke up as soon as he got into bed.

He knows the bed very well, and sometimes he can lose sleep even after changing the quilt.

So he stared at the ceiling, and finally remembered that he should send a text message to Lorna to report the progress.

Progress is no progress. As a fake fan, he doesn't even bother to show half of his acting skills. Fortunately, Zhou Yu doesn't seem to care.

After Gu Ming sent the text message, he saw that Fu Yan had sent him a WeChat message after eight o'clock.

I really didn't spare you: Look, Brother Ming!

I really don't mean to spare you: such a big lobster——

In the attached picture, Fu Yan is standing at the bow of the boat, holding a lobster with thick arms in his hand, and his face is full of serfs who turned over and smiled like singing, almost laughing out of wrinkle.

After Fu Yan graduated, he followed his father to make tea, but when he got the chance, he would have fun like this.

If Gu Ming hadn't left home, he probably lived a similar life.That was arranged by Gu Wang long ago, the so-called "righteous way".

All other things that are not well-known are all crooked.

Although Fu Yan was a friend who had been able to play with him since he was a child, every time he called him home overtly and secretly, Gu Ming was not very forthright.

Gu Ming hesitated for a while, and casually replied "You have a nosebleed", and Fu Yan replied within half a minute.

I really didn't perfunctory you: haven't you slept yet?

You care about me: I changed the bed and couldn't sleep.

I really didn't bother you: Change the bed?

I'm not perfunctory: Who are you dating?

You take care of me:...

You care about me: Can you decorate your mind with colors other than yellow?

Gu Ming pulled the pillow over and turned over, and briefly talked about his fantasy experience living in Zhou Yu's house.

Fu Yan didn't know if he was shocked, and it took him a long time to reply to the message.

I really didn't perfuse you: Tell me, would he want to pick on you... Isn't it rumored that he turned into a greedy snake?

I really didn't spare you: ah, the Oreo boy Gu Ming.

You take care of me, uncle: That's none of my business.

I’m not perfunctory: Yes, you don’t need to twist it, everyone loses at the step of licking——

You care about me: don't mention this, it makes me depressed.

Gu Ming turned over again, the bed wasn't hard, but the bed he didn't know could make his back hurt.

I really didn't perfuse you: maybe he cured you.

I really don't mean it to you: you can't, really try to live on an inflatable doll.

You, Mr. Gu, me: I found that you are good at chatting!

Fu Yan replied to him without guilt hahaha.

I really didn't perfuse you: I suddenly remembered, didn't you quite like him before?

You care about me: when?

I'm not kidding you: when you were in England, your playlist was full of him.

You care about me: Fuck. Are you playing with my phone?

I really didn't perfunctory you: Don't you, do you like him?

Uncle Gu: No, I'm asleep.

Gu Ming quit WeChat and didn't care about Fu Yan anymore. He opened the music software and took a look at it after a long absence.

There are a lot of songs in it. Gu Ming is a person who can listen to a song for more than ten years. Of course, the ones that can stay are all selected by time.

He had been Zhou Yu's voice fan for a period of time, before Zhou Yu was popular at that time.

He didn't remember why he didn't listen to it anymore.

It may be that his taste has changed, or it may be that Zhou Yu's style has changed, I can't tell.

Now that I think about it, it's quite amazing. Seven years ago, if he could lie in Zhou Yu's house, he would have hugged Zhou Yu howling with excitement...

Zhou Yu's biological clock has always been very accurate, he is like an old man, he must wake up at dawn.

It has nothing to do with whether the blackout cloth is installed in the room, he just can sense the sun coming out, and generally it is not easy to go back to sleep after waking up.

He fumbled over his phone to take a look, it was less than seven o'clock in the morning.

It was quite cold, in the past, if there was no notice, even if he woke up, he would have to stay in the nest like this, but now the situation has changed——

There is a fake fan living in the opposite room.

He lifted the quilt and got up from the bed, casually pulled a coat on himself, walked to open the door in a quick and healthy manner, and then began to hop hard to the opposite side of the corridor.

Although I don't think Gu Ming will wake up so early, but what if.

Just when Zhou Yu was about to applaud himself for perfectly interpreting a cripple with a strong body and a strong will, he realized that he jumped on the wrong foot...

It was the right foot that hurt.

It's a pity that the new actor Mr. Zhou missed the statuette.

Zhou Yu stood on another foot, raised his hand to knock on the door of Gu Ming's room, thought for a while and then put it down.

He put his hand directly on the doorknob, and twisted the handle slightly. Fortunately, the well-oiled door opened silently.

Let me emphasize again, Mr. Zhou is not a pervert, this is his home, so he can go wherever he wants.

Zhou Yu didn't close the door after he went in, leaving a gap for him to escape.

Sure enough, Gu Ming was still sleeping, but he was shocked.

The pillow was thrown on the floor, the bed was in a mess, the quilt was twisted several times like stomach cramps, and one corner of it barely wrapped around Gu Ming's body.

Gu Ming was already tall, but now he was barely lying on his side, one leg was curled up in the stomach cramps quilt, the other leg was directly stretched out of the bed, and his front arm was still on the edge of the bed.

Coupled with the chaos on the bed, Gu Ming looked as if he died in battle, and Zhou Yu wanted to go up and sniff him.

Zhou Yu was stunned for a long time before picking up his pillow and putting it back on the head of the bed.

Putting things like this had to pass over Gu Ming's body. Zhou Yu paused for a while, making sure he could hear Gu Ming's breathing.

Should have slept soundly.

Before Zhou Yu withdrew his hand, he passed Gu Ming's arm and shoulder, and finally couldn't hold back, and brushed past Gu Ming's head.

Feels good, plush.

When Gu Ming was awakened by the knock on the door, his head hurt, and it took him a long time to realize where he was.

He touched his phone and looked at it. It was only [-]:[-], and he didn't even know what time he had insomnia last night.

"Gu, Xiao Gu, Gu Xiao Gu," Zhou Yu tapped twice, "Are you up yet?"

Gu Ming knew that Zhou Yu had only stopped for a short time last night, and he would have to continue messing with him when he had enough sleep today.

Gu Ming, the great demon king of low pressure, turned over in a hurry, and the quilt hindered his progress.

Early in the morning, he stumbled like this.

Even though he was wrapped in a quilt, he didn't feel any pain from the fall, even though Zhou Yu's knock on the door was still very annoying.

Zhou Yu still didn't remember his name, or maybe he pretended not to remember it on purpose.

"Wait a minute!" Gu Ming violently began to untangle the ball on his leg.

He has the habit of sleeping dishonestly, especially when he is in bed.

It's embarrassing to say this habit, Gu Ming untied the quilt and quickly got up, shook it a few times before throwing it back on the bed, barely making the bed look like a normal person had slept on.

It's beautiful in the messy.

He opened the door and saw Zhou Yu standing on one foot: "Little Gu Zao."

Gu Ming saw that he had washed and washed by himself, and changed into a set of casual clothes that looked pleasing to the eye.

"Gu Ming." Gu Ming felt his head hurt even more, "You got up so early?"

"I'll wake up at dawn," Zhou Yu said, "The weather is fine today, so go out for a walk after breakfast."

"Okay," Gu Ming glanced out, as if the sun was shining, "What do you eat, I'll go buy it...or go out to eat directly?"

"Don't bother you," Zhou Yu looked at him, "I'll just eat what you made."

The author has something to say: half of the exam, and the other half.

After publishing this chapter, it is estimated that it will have to stop for a few days. I will strive for daily or next-day updates when the 11th is on holiday.

I dug this pit for fun, there is an outline, but I don’t know how many words I can write in the end_(:з」∠)_

Might change from a Christmas short to a medium-length (T^T)

Thanks to the angel w who read the text, I have to fill in the pits, and I will do my best to write the text well