Gu Wang:...

[Wangzi: at home.]

As soon as He Qinghuan got out of the car, Yue Feng followed him and glanced at his mobile phone screen, "He is quite obedient. He has been staying at home on National Day."

He Qinghuan looked at the simple word "at home", and could think of Gu Wang's obedient response to the message. He turned off his phone, looked at Yue Feng, and showed off his lightly, "You can't envy you."

Yue Feng, “…”

Gu Wang had not received He Qinghuan's reply, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Every time he got along with He Qinghuan, whether face to face or across the screen, Gu Wang felt like he was being controlled.

Not annoying, but it's very strange and indescribable.

The three of them soaked in the hot spring for almost two hours, but the staff outside reminded them not to soak for too long. Chen Zhao reluctantly crawled out of the pool, "I will definitely be able to get the top scorer after soaking for another two hours."

Song Zhiyan, "You will definitely be able to become mentally retarded. I think it's a bit more likely."

They changed their clothes in the room specially prepared by the hot spring. Gu Wang wanted to put on the clothes and found that he didn't bring them, but Gu Wang couldn't stand the clothes he had when he came to the hot spring.

The staff changed shifts and was a cute boy. He pulled open the closet next to him, "We all have clothes prepared here, they are new and disposable."

It's really rich and powerful.

The bathrobe in the closet is covered with fine silk cloth, not much color, just black and red, with a good texture, and it is smooth, soft and cool when you get it.

Gu Wang reached out to get the black one, Chen Zhao stopped him, with a serious look on his face, "Look, you look good in this dark red, believe me, Song Zhiyan took the black one, don't wear the same clothes as him, it's a drop in the grade."

Song Zhiyan was wearing a belt and kicking Chen Zhao in the butt after hearing this, "Shut up with floral shorts!"

Gu Wang was fooled by Chen Zhao and took the deep red, which was very dark red, flowing like red wine.

It was the staff who tied the belt for Gu Wang from behind, facing the mirror, Chen Zhao stayed behind for a while, then turned his head to look at Song Zhiyan and fucked him, "This is a bit too good to look at."

"You look like Lu Zhishen." Chen Zhao did not forget to step on Song Zhiyan.

Gu Wang's skin is white, and wearing dark red can make him look like a piece of white jade. He usually looks extremely handsome. If he is dressed casually, he will be a little teenager. Such a bathrobe completely wiped away his youthful feeling and attracted a bit of bright color.

He had just soaked in the hot spring, and he was covered in wet water vapor, like a rose that he had caught after soaking in red wine.

After Song Zhiyan looked at it, "I look quite like Lu Zhishen."

Gu Wang himself didn't think that he was used to seeing his own face, but it was really different from his usual style.

When you go out of the room, you have to take the elevator in the hall. Several people are going to take a shower and have a meal and then play billiards.

During the National Day holiday, the crowds were high, and there were many people coming to the Hot Spring Villa to play, and it was even more so at night. Gu Wang didn't know how many people he recruited, and even the waiters following him couldn't help but watch him frequently.

It is really rare for a boy who is so good-looking.

The elevator stopped on the sixth floor for a while and slowly came down layer by layer. Gu Wang watched the buttons slowly jump down, and he stood in the middle of the elevator door.

With a "ding" sound, the elevator door slowly pushed open to both sides in front of him.

Gu Wang casually raised his eyes and looked at the person inside, but was stunned for the next second.

He Qinghuan was wearing a black sportswear and looked introverted and low-key, but Gu Wang could still see him at a glance.

He Qinghuan was the same. He looked at the boy standing outside the elevator, his hair was slightly wet, covered in water vapor, and his particularly attractive dark red bathrobe.

The brisk expression of He Qinghuan's speech to Yue Feng slowly disappeared.

Perhaps the atmosphere was too weird, no one moved inside and outside the elevator for a while, and there were suddenly no other guests going upstairs behind, only a few of them.

He Qinghuan opened WeChat in front of Gu Wang, clicked on the top dialog box, and murmured softly, "Look, tell me, are you at home?"
Chapter completed!