Chapter 315 He is dignified and caressing about God, will he be unaccompanied?

  Seeing the rarely surprised look on the young man's face, Jun Gu couldn't hold back, lowered his lips, and slowly let out a laugh.

  He has beautiful features, and the lines of his face are particularly smooth and beautiful. When he smiles, it is like ripples in a pot of clear water, which is faint but not lacking in warmth.

  It's like the spring breeze blowing in front of you, with a lot of tenderness.

  The mellow voice was so close that she froze in place for a while.

  Suddenly he didn't slow down.

   "Fool, you are pressing my clothes," he stopped laughing, looking at Gong Jiu's dumbfounded face, the corners of his mouth raised unabated: "You won't let me take it, how can I wash it?"

   Came back to his senses, Gong Jiu glanced back silently.

   It’s true that she accidentally sat on the place where Jun Gu put his clothes before, and was pushed upright by her.

   And Jun Gu was pinching a corner of his clothes in his hands.

  Extreme embarrassment glanced from the bottom of her eyes, Gong Jiuhan subconsciously got up and let him take it, but didn't want to use too much force and slammed into the person above.

   Inertial backlash, she bumped back again.

  The clothes were slammed, but they were compressed a lot, and even the corner of Jun Gu's hand bounced back.

Well.

  Life rarely has such an embarrassing time as Young Master Gong, his face turned a bit of an unknown crimson color.

  Seeing her clumsy and cute movements, the smile on the corner of Jun Gu's mouth deepened, and he couldn't hold it back, and laughed slowly.

  Like the strings plucked, it has a pleasant accent.

   It's not that I haven't heard this person laugh before, but I have never felt it so intuitively and up close, which made Gong Jiuhan more and more at a loss.

   Seeing that she really didn't react, Jun Gu smiled, and lowered his body a little, put the towel aside with his other hand, inserted it from the back of her neck, and dragged her up.

  Separate a certain distance from the sofa.

  The pressed clothes have gaps that can be loosened, and they can be easily taken out.

  When she stood up, Jun Gu moved the hand holding her neck to Gong Jiu's head, squinting and rubbing her eyes: "Why are you so stupid."

  He stood up straight, looked down at the person on the sofa, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to do some laundry. You may have to wait for a while to take a shower."

   Pursing her lips, Gong Jiu silently suppressed the uncomfortable look, and hummed.

   After they left, she clicked her tongue in frustration.

  What is the future.

  She turned her head and looked at the figure passing through the bathroom.

   Unexpectedly, the famous Gu Shen, a veritable noble son, would actually do his own laundry.

  Looking at it like this, it seems to be very familiar.

   When others unscrewed the clothes and took them out, Gong Jiuhan lifted his feet slowly and entered the bathroom.

  She took a shower very quickly, probably because there were still people in the room, so she washed perfunctorily and came out in a short time.

  However, after standing at the door of the bathroom for a long time, Gong Jiu hesitated to wipe his head and walked to the bed.

  On one side of the bed, Jun Gu was already half leaning on it, holding a book and flipping through it with downcast eyes.

  The footsteps by my ears stopped on the edge of the bed, and then there was a rustling sound, and a moment later, the quilt on the other side suddenly shrank and disappeared completely in the corner of my eyes.

  Jun Gu raised his eyes and saw that the boy had already walked out of the cubicle with his blanket in his arms.

  He frowned, the book in his hand fell down, and his expression was not very good: "What are you doing?"

  He paused for a moment, but Gong Jiu didn't stop moving. He went to the side of the short sofa and laid down the quilt casually, then turned around and stroked the damp hair.

   "I'm used to sleeping alone," Gong Jiu pursed his lips as if feeling the sudden drop in air pressure from the person on the bed: "I'll leave the bed to you tonight, and I'll just sleep on the sofa."

   There is no protagonist who would be so generous and take the initiative to give up the big soft bed.

   Sleeping alone, the guest should be very happy.

   His face darkened, Jun Gu snapped the book in his hand, and a sneer escaped his throat: "Coach Gong is really understanding, why, are you afraid that I will eat you if you sleep together?"

   This is how much you don't want to see him, so you don't want to share a bed with him?

  Isn’t it normal for brothers and friends to share the same bed occasionally? Why is it so awkward to come to her?

   Eyes moved, Gong Jiu let out a breath, plugged in the hair dryer, touched the button with his finger, and replied seriously: "I never thought about it that way."

   Immediately afterwards, the unique humming sound of the hair dryer slowly sounded in the room.

   covered up Jun Gu's ugly face.

  With blackness in his eyes, Jun Gu put the book on the bedside table as he looked at the thin figure of the boy with his head bowed and puffing.

   There was a bit of shortness of breath welling up in the chest cavity.

  This guy is really **** off.

   That's all, he doesn't care about her.

  The hair dryer is still ringing over there, but here Gu Shen has almost digested his emotions.

She was taught by Ouyang Na to wash her hair and remember to dry it before sleeping, otherwise, even if her brain is not sick, this stinky temper that goes to sleep without blowing it will also cause a brain disorder. head habit.

  Hair was seven percent dry, she put down the hair dryer, shook her sore arms, bent over and pulled out the plug.

   Swipe past the end of the bed and put the hairdryer back on.

  The person on the bed who seemed to be playing with his mobile phone suddenly called out to her: "Go to sleep, I don't mind the two of us sleeping together."

  He doesn't mind, but she does.

  Gong Jiu stopped silently, turned his head away, met Shangjun Gu Youshen's eyes, and said silently, "No, Gu Shen should go to bed early."

   After finishing speaking, he went to the sofa without stopping, and retracted into the narrow sofa.

  Looking from his direction, it was a small ball, the mattress was completely covered by her pull up, leaving only a handful of black hair messily tied outside the edge.

  Inexplicably, it reminds people of a cat curled up in a nest, perverse and lazy.

  However, this doesn't make us forget Coach Gong's unemotional refusal just now.

   Lips touched and clicked.

  He pinched the corner of the quilt, slid into the bed, and reached out to turn off the bedside lamp.

   If he doesn't sleep and doesn't sleep, he will be dignified and caressing about God, will he be unaccompanied?

   Difficult to deal with.

  Gong Jiuhan turned off the outside light before it was put on the sofa, and as the last light in the cubicle disappeared, the room also fell into darkness.

  Just after drying her hair, the bed was tightened, and the sofa was actually a bit narrow, so Gong Jiu'an's face felt a little hot.

  The air was very quiet, only her slightly deep breathing remained under the quilt.

  The sky and the earth are quiet, and thoughts begin to turn.

   Today when Jun Gu suddenly got up and asked her if there was something fake, she admitted that she was flustered for a moment.

In the beginning, in fact, she never concealed her real identity and gender too much. Has anyone noticed that it didn't have a big impact on her? After all, when she first came to Beijing, she was treated as a boy because of her masculine appearance. In reason.

  Hiding the gender is just to get rid of those stalkers who follow in the dark, and to better enjoy this period of being driven out by grandpa to recuperate, although it is impossible for her to settle down.

  But after entering ET by mistake, and stepping into the ring by accident, this layer of game about gender has gradually increased in weight.

  She didn't want Jun Gu to know her gender.

  She didn't seem to be able to imagine what kind of attitude the person inside would treat her when she knew that she had something to hide and it was so important.

  She didn't want to think about it either.

   Even though she stepped into the ring on impulse, she still has no regrets.

  The exhaled breath hit the quilt, and was bounced back to the face, causing circles of heat, Gong Jiu pursed his lips silently.

   That's all, soldiers come and cover the water with soil.

  I only hope that the day when this secret is exposed can be later.

   She will go back sooner or later.

  People always feel drowsy in the dark very quickly, but after a while, Gong Jiu's brain starts to get sleepy, and drowsiness strikes.

  However, just as her consciousness was slowly relaxing and preparing to fall asleep, her whole body, including the bedding, flew into the air.

   Falling into an embrace, even through the not-so-thick quilt, you can feel the beating heart in that man's stalwart chest.

   Consciousness suddenly came to him, Gong Jiuhan subconsciously wanted to raise his hand.

  But the man grabbed his hand through the mattress.

  The face was exposed from the inside. In the dim sight, from the bottom to the top, the first thing that caught the eye was the man's smooth jaw.

  Her frowning eyebrows loosened a little, and her voice was slightly sullen: "Gu Shen, what's going on here?"

  Feeling himself shaking in the air, Gong Jiuhan turned his head and glanced, the two had already entered the compartment.

"it's me."

  Jun Gu came to the bed with a low voice.

   Gong Jiu was silent for a moment.

  Although the room is dark, it's not completely dark when you get so close. She's not blind, so of course she knows it's him.

  Otherwise, he wouldn't be so calm.

   It is rare to be hugged in this way, even though the body is still covered with a heavy quilt, Gong Jiuhan still feels particularly uncomfortable, and struggles to get ready.

   "Don't move," Jun Gu stopped at his feet, but his mellow voice seemed to be slightly teasing: "Holding the quilt together, I'm working hard, be good."

   Be good...

  He seemed to be coaxing a child, making Gong Jiuhan more and more awkward, but he could only obey, froze his body and stopped moving.

  This man...

  Placing the man on the half-empty bed, Jun Gu lowered his head and stared at the young man's deep, dark eyes, and couldn't help smiling in the darkness.

  Reached out a hand to rub her shampoo-scented hair, Jun Gu clicked his tongue: "If I really let you sleep on the sofa, then I..."

  The movement of his hands stopped, and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

  In the darkness, Gong Jiu frowned silently: "What are you?"

   Withdrawing the hand that was acting as a demon on the boy's head, Jun Gu pulled the other hand and stood up straight, "Then I will be very embarrassed."

   "After all, I can't let you sleep on the sofa every day."

  The previous sentence made Gong Jiuhan silent again, but the following supplement made her stunned.

   Sleep on the sofa every day?

What's the meaning? Could it be that he didn't just stay overnight?

  The other side of the bed soon felt a sense of collapse, Gong Jiu closed the quilt that was a bit wrapped, and turned his head to look over, only to see that the person was sunk in the darkness, lying down.

  Through color vision, you can vaguely feel his slowness.

   "Could it be that Gu Shen will live here from now on?"

  In the dark night, the man's slow voice came:

   "I think, before the room is decorated, it should be all."

   After Jun Gu finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the air, a complete silence.

   After waiting for a long time, the boy's voice was not heard.

  Knowing that the person next to him might be immersed in the change of sleeping in separate beds with him in the future, he closed his eyelids and curled up the corners of his mouth.

  Yes, when meeting Gong Jiuhan, he will always reconcile with himself.

   Annoyed at someone's reluctance to share the same bed? That's natural, but in comparison, he's still happier.

   After all, people live in, don’t they?

  Little guy, the future is long.

  (end of this chapter)