How many days can the top rich boyfriend live?

When Jiang Luo returned to the main courtyard, he saw Huo Yancheng standing there waiting for him.

He took two quick steps and asked, "Have you finished talking to Grandpa so soon?"

Huo Yancheng replied: "The old man is old and can't stay up late, so he went to sleep. How is it going over there? Are the two people chatting smoothly?"

Jiang Luo's face suddenly turned red. He nodded and then shook his head.

Huo Yancheng didn't understand and asked, "Is this going smoothly or not?"

Jiang Luo thought for a moment and answered, "This... Actually, I don't know how to put it. Maybe it's because... it's too smooth! Are all adult relationships so smooth?"

Huo Yancheng didn't understand and asked, "What does 'too smooth' mean? Did Gu Ying agree?"

Jiang Luo whispered, "Not only did he agree, he also... also... also kept Mr. Lin here. He said he wanted to..."

Seeing that he was too embarrassed to say it, Huo Yancheng spoke for him, "Oh, go to bed?"

Jiang Luo's face turned even redder and he nodded: "Is this normal? Shouldn't relationships develop gradually?"

Huo Yancheng sighed and said, "How can adults make so many gradual progress? Lin Zhongshu is thirty-five years old this year. If he makes gradual progress, how many more years can he live a good life?"

Jiang Luo thought that it was true. She was only eighteen years old, so she hoped that the relationship could develop gradually, but Huo Yancheng was already in his twenties.

He asked Huo Yancheng: "Do you think... I'm hard to pursue? Will you suddenly get tired of pursuing me one day and turn around to find someone else?"

Huo Yancheng was slightly startled: "Why do you think so?"

Jiang Luo felt that he had asked too many questions, and said embarrassedly: "Nothing, I just asked casually."

He turned around and was about to leave, but Huo Yancheng stopped him, looked him in the eyes seriously and said, "I won't. I will always like you and wait for you. Wait until you grow up, wait until you graduate from college, wait until you feel that everything is in place. Although it is refreshing to be straightforward, a love that matures is more precious, isn't it?"

Jiang Luo didn't expect Huo Yancheng to say this. He looked up at his handsome face. This man, whom he had been very resistant to from the beginning, now made him feel a precious affection for him.

This feeling could be love or something else, but it was a feeling he liked very much.

The moonlight today was beautiful, so beautiful that when he saw Gu Jing and Lin Zhongshu under the moonlight, he felt that they were truly a match made in heaven.

She was so beautiful that when he saw Huo Yancheng's face, he asked him in a trance, "Do you really like me that much?"

Huo Yancheng nodded: "Do you think I'm lying to you?"

Jiang Luo shook his head: "No, I believe you."

Huo Yancheng asked with some anticipation in his eyes: "So?"

Finally, Jiang Luo replied: "So, I agree."

Huo Yancheng smiled and asked, "Agree to what?"

Jiang Luo said: "I agree to be with you, but I won't do it so quickly. I just agree to be your boyfriend. We can talk about love. But I can't... go to bed with you."

Huo Yancheng laughed out loud, walked forward and hugged Jiang Luo into his arms, and said with some emotion: "I understand, you are still young, I will wait for you to grow up."

Jiang Luo protested: "I'm not a kid anymore, I'm an adult, I just don't like it too fast."

Huo Yancheng was slightly startled, lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "I know, can I say I'm not happy? You can take as long as you want."

Jiang Luo: ...

He felt that it was unnecessary for him to talk to him tonight, so he pushed him away and turned to walk towards the bedroom.

Huo Yancheng shamelessly chased after her: "Wife, don't be angry. You may not care now, but you will know the benefits of this in the future. Oh, I won't say anything, okay? I won't say anything, don't be angry."

Jiang Luo didn't bother to pay attention to him all the way. After returning to the bedroom, Huo Yancheng took him into his arms, hugged him and kissed his cheek, saying, "Well, do you want me to touch you, hug you, and kiss you?"

Jiang Luo was actually somewhat greedy for the warmth from Huo Yancheng. He felt very safe being held in his arms, and his chest was strong and broad, making him feel like he had nothing to fear in his arms.

Finally, Jiang Luo nodded and said, "The ones at the back are fine, but the ones at the front...it depends on your performance!"

After saying that, Jiang Luo broke free from his arms and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Huo Yancheng danced with joy. He felt that his wait of more than ten years had not been in vain as he had finally gotten him.

Although he is still unable to live the life he has longed for, he has taken a big step forward.

Compared to the slow cooking between the two of them, the two next door were already in physical contact.

When Lin Zhongshu came here, he prepared himself mentally for rejection along the way. Not only was he not rejected, but now he has a soft and beautiful girl in his arms.

But he was still very curious and couldn't help asking, "Aying, ghost cultivators are different from ghosts, right?"

Gu Ying took his hand, placed it on her chest, and asked, "Did you feel it?"

Lin Zhongshu was surprised to feel the heartbeat and body temperature. He said in disbelief: "This..."

Gu Ying said: "It's just a trick of the ghost cultivator. As long as I want, I can be in any form. However, no form is as beautiful as me."

Lin Zhongshu agreed: "This is indeed the truth."

Gu Ying seemed to be happy to be praised. She raised her arms to hug him and asked, "Have you ever liked anyone else?"

Lin Zhongshu shook his head: "No, I have only liked you, and I will only like you."

Gu Ying asked, "You've never liked anyone else, so how do you know that you only like me? Do you think I'm good-looking, or is it because my personality is different from others that you remember me at first sight?"

He had asked Song Qingzhou the same question before, and he remembered his answer was...

Lin Zhongshu replied, "It's different. When you like something like this, only you know it in your heart. Once you are sure of it, it will never change. Believe me once, as long as you believe me once, I will never let you down."

Gu Ying's tears just rolled down, the same words, the same tone.

Back then, he also said to himself: "It's different. Only you know in your heart whether you like this or not. As long as I am sure, I will not change. Please believe me once. Because as long as you believe me once, I will never let you down."

Lin Zhongshu didn't understand what he had said wrong, he quickly stood up, and in a panic, he tried to comfort him: "Aying, why are you crying? I...I shouldn't have said that, I shouldn't have put pressure on you. You don't have to like me, it's fine as it is now. Call me when you need me, and let me go when you don't need me. As long as you are happy, I can do anything."

Gu Ying cried and asked, "What would you do if I asked you to kill everyone in the world?"

"Then I..."

Lin Zhongshu slowly lowered his eyes and said, "Then I will kill myself..."

Gu Ying cried even harder, and Lin Zhongshu was even more at a loss. He immediately began to apologize in a mess: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Ah Ying. I love you, but my conscience won't allow me to do such a thing. But it doesn't matter, I can kill myself and sacrifice my soul to you. By then, I will definitely have no heart, and a soul without a heart should be able to follow your command."

Gu Ying held his face and said, "What do I need your soul for? Can your soul make me happy?"

Lin Zhongshu didn't know whether to nod or shake his head.

Gu Ying said: "Tell me your name."

Lin Zhongshu answered stupidly: "Lin Zhongshu."

Gu Ying repeated: "Lin Zhongshu, OK, it's you, Lin Zhongshu, love me."

The expression on Lin Zhongshu's face finally relaxed. He kissed Gu Ying tenderly, caressed his chest, and wrapped his arms around his flexible and slender waist.

But he felt a cold red cloth covering his eyes. He could not see anything and could only feel the temperature under his body.

Slightly cold, like death, like life, but it was as if he had been waiting for thousands of years and longed for him.

The cool moonlight streamed in, illuminating the magnificent scene inside the window.

The cat's cry seemed to be far away and near, and also like the talk in a dream.

More than a dozen little heads popped out to look around, and the leading little one asked in a baby voice: "There's a kitten meowing in Daddy's room. Will it disturb Daddy's sleep?"

Ah Er had two small pigtails and frowned: "Dad is most afraid of noise, how about we go in and take a look?"