Talking about love and delivering food (gl) + special episode

"Huh?" Sang Yu got up out of bed and was out of breath. When she didn't get enough sleep, she usually had to lie on the bed for a long time before she became conscious, and she was still a little unconscious. When she looked at Gu Qing who kept calling her, she tilted her head, her expression frowning. Dazed and impatient, "I heard it."

Gu Qingshi supported her behind with one hand, raised her upper body, and approached her a little bit, "Are you awake now?"

The deep, gentle, hopeless voice seemed to have turned into a group of real ants, gnawing on the limbs and bones, making people numb.

Sang Yu couldn't help but trembled all over. Looking at the person in front of her, she felt that the person's posture and eyebrows made her mouth dry.

So, she said in a strange way: "No."

Gu Qingshi watched her slowly close her eyes, smiled lightly, held her hand and put it on his chest, "Let you have a sweet dream."

Under the thin pajamas, the milky white rabbit is as soft as a ball of cotton.

Sang Yu suddenly opened her eyes and looked at her hands in disbelief. Before she could move her eyes to Gu Qingshi's face, she was covered by the other party.

"Sang Yu, wake up, and the dream will follow."

more importantly--

Sang Yu, I don't want you to see my distraught Meng làng.

Your liking is purely a spiritual love like Plato.

And my liking is different, coveting everything from heart to body.

Love, they say, is restraint.

I'm sorry, I tried my best, but I still can't restrain myself.The last line of defense is to leave respect to you.

The author has something to say: Are you surprised or surprised?

The big aunt who went down three thousand feet under the flying current has coded.

Chapter 34

The hands covering her eyes were hot, but the things she touched were even hotter.

Sang Yu knew that it belonged to the Ccup little white rabbit, Gu Qingshi, whom she had always envied, oh no, jealous and coveted.

Since Gu Qingshi said it was a dream, then she should treat it as a dream, since she didn't wake up anyway.

"Gu Qingshi."

"Ah."

"Wake up from the dream, will you forget?"

"What about you?"

"Will forget. I never remember my dreams. So I won't remember that I dreamed about you."

The morning light outside the window is sultry, and the temperature of the air conditioner in the room is a bit low.

Gu Qing looked at Sang Yu's thin lips, and moved closer, "Me too, I will forget."

The breath on his face became heavier and heavier, and Sang Yu suddenly felt a little thirsty, so he couldn't help but licked his lips.

Gu Qing knew that Sang Yu was unconscious, but she still felt that the red and tender tip of her tongue was trying to seduce her, to seduce her, to make her sink into the mud, unable to extricate herself.

"Sang Yu." Gu Qingshi stretched out Sang Yu's eyes, his bony hand slid down one side of her cheek, and then held half of her face again, clearly feeling the other side's body tremble.

Looking at Sang Yu's trembling eyelashes, she finally couldn't help it, and leaned over to kiss her tightly closed eyes.

Sang Yu's body was so tense that she couldn't move, and the hand that had been on Gu Qingshi's chest unconsciously clenched...

"Hmm..." Gu Qing quickly clenched his lips again, suppressing the scorching itchiness rising from his lower abdomen to his heart, "Sang Yu, have you ever imagined—a man?"

The voice was tainted with lust, and every word was full of bewitching taste, and at the same time, it also exuded a dangerous breath.

Sang Yu took her hand away and opened her eyes to look at Gu Qingshi.

She knew that Gu Qingshi was good-looking, but it was the first time she saw Gu Qingshi with sparkling eyes, bright red lips and flushed face.

Stunning.

"Gu Qingshi, I woke up."

Biologically speaking, all creatures are profit-seeking, and it is instinct to avoid danger zones.

Sang Yu looked away, and pulled back uncomfortably. Seeing that Sang Yu's hand was still on her face, she repeated, "Gu Qingshi, I'm awake."

Wake up, the dream should be over.

The meaning of avoidance is self-evident.

Gu Qing lowered his eyes and looked at the faint apprehension and fear on Sang Yu's face. Her hands suddenly lost strength, and the hands supporting her body softened behind her, and she lay flat on the bed again.

As the hand left, the temperature on his face gradually dropped, and his sluggish consciousness gradually came together.

There is no sleepy murmur, the slightly heavy breathing gradually slows down, and the beating heartbeat gradually calms down.

The room was instantly quiet.

Sang Yu clutched the bed sheet, still afraid to go to see Gu Qingshi.After a long time, she turned sideways and turned off the lamp again, and slipped into the bed.

The two-meter-large bed was more than enough to sleep two people, and the two of them slept leaning outwards, which made the bed seem a bit empty.

The morning light outside the window is getting brighter and brighter, and the shadowy light penetrates through the glass, peeking out from the cracks of the sunshade curtains that have not been drawn tightly.

Sang Yu didn't feel sleepy at all, she opened her eyes wide and looked at the wall in front of which many photos had been posted, "Gu Qingshi."

"Ah."

Gu Qingshi's voice has returned to its natural nature. Her voice is not as gentle and charming as that of a southern woman like Sang Yu's, but a little thick. Maybe it's because her temperament is cold, so her voice always carries a faint stranger Do not get close to the alienation.

Sang Yu is still used to her voice, which makes her feel more secure.

She turned over and got closer to Gu Qing, her left hand was groping under the air-conditioning quilt, and when she touched the other's hand, she clasped her fingers together, then buried her head in the other's neck, and then closed her eyes, Taking a deep breath, "I'm sorry."

sorry?

sorry for what?

Sang Yu didn't know, and she didn't want to know, but she just felt that she should apologize to that Gu Qingshi just now.

However, Gu Qing knew, knew why Sang Yu apologized.

"It's okay." Gu Qing tilted her head, her cheeks were just touching Sang Yu's forehead, she let out a deep breath, and slowly closed her eyes.

Can't have sorry.

With sorry, there will be resentment and hatred.

Willing joy is like moths to the flame, even if the fire burns you in the end, it is no different from anyone else.

"Sang Yu."

"Ah."

"If, I like you so much, will it become your burden?"

"No, unless I don't like you." Sang Yu squeezed Gu Qingshi's hand tightly again, "Gu Qingshi, I'm not gay, I..."

"I know." Gu Qing knew it long ago, but the pain in his heart was still real, "I know, you don't."

"But……"

"No, but." Gu Qing turned over and turned his back to Sang Yu, "I'm very happy that you can tell me your heart. I don't need you to wrong yourself to respond to me."

Sang Yu put her face on her back again. When she liked Gu Qing who liked her like this, she also liked this kind of intimacy, but the further intimacy was more intimate - she feared more than expected.

Regarding those fantasies about the joy of fish and water, Sang Yu never thought that the other object she would sink into would be a woman—at least, she never thought about it before she met Gu Qing.

That night, neither of them slept well. When they woke up the next day, both of them took what happened last night as their own dream in a tacit understanding. No one mentioned it anymore, and no one said that they would sleep separately.

The wound began to grow flesh, and the healing speed was actually very fast. After three days, the dead skin fell off by itself. Apart from the ugly color of the scar, it was no longer a hindrance.

Sang Yu is a serious stay-at-home girl, she is given food and drink, she can stay at home alone, and she is fine if she does not go out for half a year.

Gu Qingshi is different. She is a photographer, and photography is also a hobby. She likes to capture all the beautiful moments in life and record them with photos.

Before Sang Yulai came to her house, besides getting up and running in the morning every day, she also liked to go shopping in nearby parks or shopping malls with her SLR.

Everyone in the circle praised her works, not only her photography talent and keen ability to capture moments, but also her spirit of photography.

In addition to the technical operation, the appeal of a photographic work depends more on the spiritual level of the photographer himself.

Gu Qingshi is more persistent and enthusiastic than Sang Yu when dealing with life.

She doesn't like Sang Yu's topsy-turvy, unhealthy and regular schedule. These days, at least this night owl can go to bed early, but Lai Chuang's troubles remain the same.

In the past, because of Sang Yu's dysmenorrhea and her hand injury, she never disciplined her seriously. Now that her hand is healed, she wants to take Sang Yu to exercise every morning.

"Don't, don't, don't." When Sang Yu heard that Gu Qing wanted her to get up and run, she was about to explode, wrapping herself in the quilt like a cicada chrysalis.

She is so lazy that she can lie down and never sit down, and asking her to get up early in the morning for a run is simply killing her.

Gu Qingshi was taller and stronger than her, and he lifted the quilt with one hand.