Let's walk together for the rest of our lives. If the host says to leave, she will leave.

After finally being together, Song Qiaoyang didn't want to be separated from Gu Ling for even a moment, but he had a huge company to manage, so he had to go to work.

Career is also very important. If the company goes bankrupt, Gu Ling will have no one to rely on. He has to work hard to make money to support his family.

"By the way, you haven't told me where you work." Gu Ling said.

Song Qiaoyang paused while eating breakfast, then said, "Xingguang Entertainment."

Song Qiaoyang seldom accepts interviews from reporters, and the outside world only knows that his immediate boss at Starlight Entertainment is surnamed Song.

Gu Ling immediately understood why he had received special treatment over the years, but why?

Because he likes her? Song Qiaoyang liked her eight years ago?

Gu Ling asked: "Did you give me the contract I signed back then? Why?"

Song Qiaoyang: "I want to help you."

Gu Ling had a feeling that Song Qiaoyang was hiding something from her, but he didn't say it, and Gu Ling didn't intend to ask. She was always patient when facing Song Qiaoyang.

"So you are my boss, should I call you Mr. Song?"

Gu Ling joked casually, but Song Qiaoyang looked serious: "Gu Ling, you should call me by my name."

Not a classmate, not Mr. Song, not Mr. Song, not a stranger.

It’s Song Qiaoyang.

It’s just Song Qiaoyang.

He hoped that this name would be remembered by Gu Ling, remembered firmly and never forgotten.

Gu Ling spoke slowly: "Qiao Yang, Song Qiao Yang."

Just by saying his name, Song Qiaoyang smiled, with little smiles in his eyes.

"Yeah." He responded softly.

Gu Ling answered a call and said to Song Qiaoyang, "The director of Unforgettable Love called me and said that a new recording will start in two days."

Song Qiaoyang then remembered that Gu Ling had signed a dating show, and frowned slightly: "Don't go, I'll pay you the penalty."

Gu Ling suddenly burst out laughing. Song Qiaoyang was puzzled. Gu Ling said, "You act like a financial sponsor."

The outside world has no way of knowing about Gu Ling’s contract, but her unscrupulous behavior in the entertainment industry has been seen by many people.

Gu Ling has been in the industry for eight years, but has not received many announcements. He takes roles based on his mood, and the word "slacking off" is clearly written on his face.

Even for such an artist, Star Entertainment didn't care about her and instead assigned her the industry's top agent, Sister Liu, from the very beginning.

Not to mention that as an actor, he has never had any intimate scenes in his eight years of debut.

All these things show that there is someone protecting Gu Ling, but she herself comes from an ordinary family, so some people naturally attribute these special treatments to her having a financial backer.

Song Qiaoyang also remembered the rumors on the Internet and said considerately: "Don't worry, I won't reveal our relationship to the outside world, and it won't affect your career."

Gu Ling held his chin with his hands: "Underground love means that I am still single to the outside world, so I should go to "Unforgettable Love" even more."

Song Qiaoyang's face darkened, and he felt a little depressed: "I'll go with you."

He would rather go on a dating variety show with her than make their relationship public. He actually cares about her career more than Gu Ling does.

Gu Ling reached out to hook his finger: "Are you really not going to make it public? If you lose fans, then so be it. I don't care. Just consider it as a way to purify your fan base."

Losing fans is no big deal. Song Qiaoyang is worried that someone will take advantage of his misfortune, and he is also afraid of the overwhelming negative information insulting Gu Ling.

He thought for a moment and said, "I will accompany you in this episode of the love show, but you can only date me. We will make it public when we have more CP fans."

Since the role he took basically did not involve any romance and Gu Ling had too many fans, Song Qiaoyang had to take these things into consideration.

Gu Ling smiled and kissed him: "Okay, I will only date you."

The tips of Song Qiaoyang's ears turned a little red, but he didn't say anything.

It was still raining heavily at night. Song Qiaoyang was prepared to lose consciousness, but today he was particularly sober, and Song San Sui didn't seem to have any intention of coming out.

There was continuous heavy rain and thunder. Song Qiaoyang thought for a few seconds, then opened the door and went out.

A week has passed since the last dream event. The side effects on Song Qiaoyang have disappeared, and Song San Sui will not come out again.

Gu Ling was planning to leave tomorrow and was just about to go record the show when there was a knock on the door.

Gu Ling opened the door: "What's wrong?"

Song Qiaoyang lowered his eyes, his expression stiff, and remained silent for a few minutes. When a thunder sounded, he reached out and tugged at Gu Ling's sleeve.

The tone was unnatural: "Sister, I'm a little scared, can I..." His ears turned red, "Can I sleep with you?"

Gu Ling squinted at him, and after a while, he chuckled, "Okay."

She led him in, sat down beside the bed, reached out and pinched Song Qiaoyang's red ears. Song Qiaoyang's body was stiff and he dared not move.

Gu Ling's hand dropped from his ear to his shoulder, restlessly irritating him, and finally he complained first: "You are too nervous, relax a little."

Song Qiaoyang reached out and grabbed Gu Ling's hand: "Gu, sister, don't move."

Unable to move his hands, Gu Ling's mouth was also restless, and he said in a doting and teasing tone: "Okay, I won't move."

Song Qiaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard Gu Ling say, "Baby, do you want to drink milk today?"

Song Qiaoyang stammered, "No, no need."

He was a little annoyed. Is this how Gu Ling usually calls Song San Sui? Baby?

What are you drinking?! You are too old, don’t drink!

"The baby is a little weird today."

"Yes, really? Maybe I'm sleepy."

"Then go to sleep."

Song Qiaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, took off his glasses, turned off the lights, and the room fell into darkness.

Not long after, Gu Ling's voice rang out in the room again: "Baby, don't you want a goodnight kiss today?"

Song Qiaoyang:!

And a goodnight kiss?

Taking advantage of the darkness in the room, Song Qiaoyang gritted his teeth and tried to speak in a steady tone: "Yes."

After a rustling noise, Song Qiaoyang felt Gu Ling's hands on both sides of his head, and then a familiar breath slowly approached.

Soft, warm lips fell on his lips, teeth biting gently, and the hot breath ignited the temperature of his body.

The darkness conceals many things and makes certain feelings more obvious.

Song Qiaoyang could not see anything. His ears were filled with the pounding heartbeat and suppressed breathing, and his nose was filled with the fragrance of another person.

His reason was worn away by desire, and darkness magnified his will to perish. He gasped unbearably: "Woo——"

The tip of the tongue entered along the gap between the lips, the teeth were pried open, and the breath was robbed inch by inch.

A dizzy feeling of suffocation came over him, and he pushed the person on top of him and finally got a breath of fresh air.

Gu Ling used his excellent night vision to look at Song Qiaoyang's aroused expression, licked his lips, and unbuttoned his pajamas with his fingers.

Song Qiaoyang held her wrist: "Sister, what are you doing?"

A burning kiss fell on Song Qiaoyang's hand, and a voice lower than usual came, Gu Ling laughed: "You."

Song Qiaoyang felt a little aggrieved: "Is this how you usually bully me?" Is this how you usually bully Song San Sui?

Gu Lingke felt so wronged, she had no feelings for Song San Sui.

"Song Qiaoyang, don't show off your acting skills in front of an actor. Your acting is not very good."

Gu Ling struggled slightly, and Song Qiaoyang's hand loosened, and she continued to unbutton her clothes.

"Next time you want to act, I'll teach you, okay?"

She was clearly asking a question but didn't give the person a chance to answer. She pressed the person down and kissed him for a long time before moving on.

Song Qiaoyang took a breath and said, "We're going to record a show in two days, so please pay attention."

Gu Ling sighed: "Okay."

Song Qiaoyang held Gu Ling's shoulders and pulled him down, his hot breath spraying on Gu Ling's neck. He heard Gu Ling say, "I want to wear a skirt."

So he just placed a few kisses gently.

There was thunder rumbling outside the window, and the trees were swaying wildly in the storm. The flowers under the trees were blown crooked by the wind and bent by the rain.

The flower trembled, unable to bear the weight, and its petals drifted away with the flowing water, disappearing without a trace.

The next day, Song Qiaoyang, who was crazy about working overtime, did not go to the company, and Gu Ling, who was preparing to go home, did not go back either.

Song Qiaoyang missed breakfast, which is serious.

How serious is it?

Song Qiaoyang was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and the kiss marks all over his skin made him look even more miserable.

Gu Ling was frightened. He got up, put on his clothes and prepared to go to the hospital, but Song Qiaoyang stopped him: "The stomach medicine is in the drawer."

After taking the medicine, Song Qiaoyang lay in Gu Ling's arms, with his arms around Gu Ling's waist, revealing half of his pale face.

Gu Ling was a little worried: "Otherwise, let's go to the hospital."

"No." He closed his eyes, "I want to sleep."

Gu Ling's identity is not suitable for him to appear in the hospital. Besides, this is an old illness of his. Even if he goes to the hospital, they will just prescribe some stomach medicine for him.

In Song Qiaoyang's heart, Gu Ling always comes first.

Gu Ling didn't say anything else. He injected his demonic power into his body to relieve his pain and checked his physical health at the same time.

Gu Ling came to a conclusion: Song Qiaoyang had stomach problems and needed to eat on time and take good care of himself.

After waiting for the people to fall asleep, she carefully put them down, then got up and went to the kitchen.