He Qinghuan, “…”

The woman in the living room started to gossip again.

"This young master is very gentle and looks very good-tempered."

"Touch." Zhang Bailu made a four-piece and glanced at the direction of the kitchen. "Sister, don't be curious. Now you go and ask him if you can let you eat together. I bet 90% of the time he will put rat medicine in your bowl."

Zhang Bailu graduated from an ordinary university and would not say particularly in-depth words, but she could express the general meaning clearly.

"You are too exaggerating."

"Then you go."

"I won't go."

He Qinghuan just gave Gu Wang a bowl of noodles. It was not good to eat too much at night. When he took the abalone from the refrigerator, Gu Wang stopped him.

"Just, just plain noodles, add a tomato."

He Qinghuan's eyes were on his white fingers holding his sleeves for a while. After a while, he put down the seafood he took out and took out two tomatoes again.

Gu Wang frowned, "I only want one."

He Qinghuan was washing tomatoes under the faucet. He heard this and glanced at him, "Look, do you have a conscience?"

Gu Wangying, this sentence may be more appropriate for you to ask yourself.

But he just thought so, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

What makes you comfortable in love is Gu Wang in the past, but Gu Wang now is obviously very difficult to get started.

He Qinghuan didn't answer him, and he didn't say anything behind him. When he saw him take out two bowls from the cabinet, Gu Wang realized it.

He forgot that He Qinghuan had no meal in the afternoon.

There is a partition between the dining room and the living room. The huge transparent glass serves as the partition between the two. The light apricot-colored floor-to-ceiling curtain is tied to one side, and a bright white crystal lamp is above the glass.

Above the black-painted dining table, there were a few goose yellow lights hanging from the thin wires, very gentle lights.

The two men at home don’t know how to tinker with this, and the designer is only responsible for the initial decoration, and the decorations behind them are all added by women at home.

Anyway, they are idle.

Gu Wang sat opposite He Qinghuan.

After He Qinghuan sat down, the boy in front of him picked up a tomato for himself.

“…”

The people who please He Qinghuan are like crucian carp crossing the river, and those who use tomatoes are the first time they meet.

It was serious to say that the two of them had not sat together and had eaten alone for a long time. This was true for He Qinghuan, and even more so for Gu Wang.

In his consciousness, this was the first time he had a meal with He Qinghuan alone.

He thought he would be restrained, but not at all, even if the other party would look at him from time to time.

When He Zhiyan came back, the two of them had not finished their meal. As soon as He Zhiyan came in, the first thing he saw were the two boys eating in the restaurant.

His first thought after seeing it was:????

The second thought is: Is there any share?

Zhang Bailu's sisters left two minutes before He Zhiyan arrived home. Zhang Bailu stepped forward and poured a glass of water for He Zhiyan. He Zhiyan asked casually, "Does Auntie cook?"

Zhang Bailu smiled cutely, "It was made by Ah Huan."

He Zhiyan put down the cup and was a little surprised. Although he was not close to Ah Huan, he still knew Ah Huan well. He was a little obsessed with cleanliness and could not do anything for others. He asked him to take the initiative to bow his head unless he cut his head off.

Maybe it was because of his father's nature that he felt a little lost, but the difference was that he was not the one who was urging his cabbage. When he looked at the boy with Ah Huan, it was obvious that the boy opposite was the one who was urging him.

Under the lamp, He Qinghuan's facial features and eyes were depicted gently by the goose yellow lamp, and his eyes were as if ink was poured on.

The possessive hidden inside is lurking quietly, like a dozing hunter, seemingly careless, but always paying attention to all creatures around him who may spy on him.

He Qinghuan was washing dishes and asked Gu Wang to go to bed first. It was already past ten o'clock.

He Qinghuan thought the other party would stay.

After a moment, there was no movement behind him. He turned his head and disappeared even the figure.

“…”

After taking a shower, Gu Wang was wearing the new pajamas that the aunt placed on the bed. While brushing his teeth, he looked at the person in the mirror, and there was a thin layer of water mist on the mirror.

Gu Wang brushed his teeth absent-mindedly, and watched a new scene slowly appear in the mirror.

- When Gu Wang first moved into He Qinghuan's house, he still lived in the guest room. He Qinghuan lived in his previous room. He Qinghuan helped Gu Wang wash up, said good night, and took him out.

No other behavior.

Gu Wang saw "he" humming and fell asleep angrily.

In the early morning, the door was pushed open and the lights were not turned on outside the corridor. The hazy night light shining through the window was just enough to see that it was He Qinghuan.

The room was dim, and He Qinghuan squatted beside the bed, slowly slid down along the face of the person on the bed, stayed on his chin, raised it gently, and then leaned over and kissed him.

Perhaps it was because he was awakened, or perhaps the movement in the room alarmed the sleeping people and woke Gu Wang up.

When he saw He Qinghuan, he was stunned at first, and then he wanted to hide, not because he was afraid, but because he was a subconscious action.

The other party's dodging action obviously made He Qinghuan feel unhappy. He Qinghuan frowned slightly, passed through the back of his head, holding Gu Wang's head, preventing the other party from trying to escape.

The windows are not closed.

The wind passes through the balcony, penetrates into the window, and sways the curtains gently.

The wind blew into the room and hit the faces of the two of them. He Qinghuan's eyes gradually returned to the clarity, and his possessiveness, which had already appeared, was slowly suppressed.

Gu Wang's collar was tilted when he was moving and slid to the side. He Qinghuan lowered his eyes and straightened the collar for the other party. When he withdrew his hand, he pinched Gu Wang's face and said, "Good night, look."

Gu Wang looked at him with weak eyes and could only reach out to look at him, but he was like he was trying to refuse and was still looking forward to him. The blood spread from his face to his fingertips, and even his nails were red.

He washed his face randomly, turned off the light, and lay on the bed.

A few minutes later, he sat up and looked at the door. After a long time, he got out of bed and locked the door.

Not afraid of ten thousand, just fear of what if.

The evening breeze outside the window was gentle, the light gray curtains were not completely closed, and the moonlight shone through the gaps between the fabrics, making the interior quiet and peaceful.

Gu Wang is well-behaved when he sleeps and does not kick the quilt randomly. He Qinghuan has always known it.

And he sleeps heavily and usually won't wake up unless he is really disturbed.

He Qinghuan came in with the keys. He had spare keys for all rooms in the villa except He Zhiyan’s master bedroom.

Gu Wang would lock the door, which he didn't expect.

Gu Wang's hair is soft and scattered on the pillow. He is particularly well-behaved when sleeping. His usual flamboyant spirit is almost impossible to tell when sleeping.

He Qinghuan knelt on one knee by the person's bed.

He reached out and pushed away his hair that was blocking Gu Wang's eyes.

Perhaps itchy, Gu Wang reached out and opened He Qinghuan's hand and turned his head aside.

He Qinghuan leaned slightly and turned Gu Wang's head back. Gu Wang rubbed himself and almost crashed into He Qinghuan's arms.

He didn't think about what to do to Gu Wang.

Unless the other party delivers it to the door by himself.

But the two seemed to have not confirmed their relationship yet, and he seemed to have not chased anyone.

He Qinghuan lowered his eyes and helped Gu Wang twist the corner of the quilt, preparing to get up to close the unclosed window.

The deeper the night, the cooler it is.

Just as he was about to get up, He Qinghuan's hand was pulled.

He Qinghuan lowered his eyes, Gu Wang woke up, but he didn't wake up completely, his eyes were blank, and with water vapor, he might not have reacted to who was the person who appeared in the room.

Gu Wang was completely confused. He was not asleep. When people came into the room, he almost woke up in a daze.

But his thoughts were still confused.

His hand was taken down and the person beside the bed was about to leave.

Gu Wang was shocked and got up and hugged He Qinghuan's waist. The person who was hugging froze. Gu Wang was stunned and his consciousness was controlled by his body.

He looked up and his voice was hoarse after waking up, like soft feathers teasing people.

"Ah Huan, don't you hug me?"
Chapter completed!