cohabitation past

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"Zhuang Sheng? Zhuang Sheng!" Gu Meng broke free from her grasp, thinking that this person is really strange, especially because he appeared here.

"Ah? No, it's nothing. Where do you live? Put your luggage in your room first." Zhuang Sheng resisted to ask about Gu Meng. Gu Meng was kind, so he had no choice but to lead Zhuang Sheng back to his room. , Gu Meng lived alone, and booked a big bed room.

"You? Did you also book a room in this hotel?"

"Huh?" Zhuang Sheng pretended not to hear. "Well, the scenery here is pretty good." Zhuang Sheng interrupted, she took out her mobile phone, and reported to Gu Lanhui, "Where do I stay at night? Just stay in this hotel?"

"You live in her room, didn't you let you watch her all the time?" Gu Lan quickly replied to WeChat.

"No, Eldest Sister." Zhuang Sheng thought for a while, and deleted the word "Eldest Sister", "No, Mr. Gu, she booked a big bed, only one bed, how can she sleep?"

"Big bed, isn't it enough for you two skinny people to sleep?"

"..." This boss of hers really can avoid the important ones.

"Of course, you'd better not even touch her with your feet. You keep a safe distance from her, but you must be in the same room. You let her stay under your nose. Is there a sofa in the room? Or you can sleep on the sofa. OK."

"..." Zhuang Sheng wanted to go home.

Zhuang Sheng was very miserable, unspeakably miserable. Wen, who had been chasing him for five years, suddenly lost. She hadn’t recovered from such pain, and she was caught in Japan by her neurotic boss. This was not enough, her neurotic Her boss also told her that the landlord she had lived with for half a year was the author of the Lily God. Forget about it, she couldn’t digest it, but she could choose not to face it, but now, she had to follow her boss’s lead. According to her orders, run to this hotel room in Japan to keep an eye on her landlord?Or is it her author again?Zhuang Sheng only felt that the world was spinning, her whole scalp was numb and painful, as if someone was holding a rubber band and flicking her forehead one after another.

"Well, it's like this. Our company rewarded me to go out to play alone. It's not such a coincidence when I went home to pack my things. When I saw the note you left, I thought we knew each other so well. Companion." Zhuang Sheng was not afraid to flash his tongue when telling these lies.

Gu Meng nodded half-understood, she was actually very embarrassed, she wanted to travel alone.After the novel was over, she needed to sort out, sort out her emotions, sort out her mood, and even sort out the sad past, but she didn't know how to tell Zhuang Sheng.

But even if they want to go together, travel together, even if they live in a hotel, she still has her own room, but Gu Meng looks at her, as if she has no intention of leaving.

Zhuang Sheng was just talking nonsense, talking about such and such things on the plane. In fact, Zhuang Sheng slept on the plane from start to finish. Gu Meng couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted her, "You? Didn't you?" What's the matter?"

Zhuang Sheng tilted his head, scratched the back of his head, and coughed twice, "That's right, that's what I thought, that is, can I live in your room? That, that, when the time comes, our company will report to me. I'll share half of the accommodation money with you, okay?" The more Zhuang Sheng said, his voice became softer, it was too low, too low-level, how could she make such a request?But she can't help it, her boss, how could her boss Gu Lan ask her like this?Zhuang Sheng had never felt so ashamed.

Gu Meng's eyes widened, and she felt that such a request was too unbelievable and too low.

Zhuang Sheng couldn't lift his head anymore, he gritted his molars and said, "I can sleep on the sofa." What is she doing this for, oh my god.

Gu Meng sat on the edge of the bed, wringing her hands together, meditating, or trying to find an excuse to reject Zhuang Sheng.

"Oh, that, we've slept together anyway."

Gu Meng raised her head and stared at her, Zhuang Sheng retracted her head, but secretly regretted in her heart, which pot should not be opened and which pot should be lifted, and had slept all night before, but at that time, neither of them knew each other. It's the case of Lala, but is it Gu Meng?Not necessarily, there are also straight daughters who wrote Lily, Zhuang Sheng heard, but is Gu Meng really the author?The gossip and shock temporarily repelled Zhuang Sheng's sense of shame.

Gu Meng thought for a long time, many reasons and excuses for rejection were on her lips.But in the end, she still didn't say anything, she put on her backpack and was ready to go out. Zhuang Sheng had been tossing all night, and now he wished he could put big characters on the bed. "Wait for me, take a shower and go with you."

Gu Meng was stopped by her, and froze in place. She saw Zhuang Sheng quickly dig out the clothes from the suitcase. Gu Meng was a little discouraged, but she couldn't leave her behind. Let's go out alone. She stood in front of the window and asked for a while. Er Dai, I feel that Zhuang Sheng is inexplicable, and her lies are terrible. Does she have some purpose?She doesn't like herself, does she?Is Zhuang Sheng a man who likes women?Gu Meng was thinking about some messy things in her head. In fact, she had a sense of ritual to go to a foreign country to tidy up, but since she uploaded the update, turned off the computer, packed her suitcase and went to the airport, she thought she was so emotional and sad. , but she was very calm, she fell asleep on the plane, a deep sleep.

Zhuang Sheng finished washing in a short time and changed his clothes. It happened to be Christmas and Japan was very cold. The two of them went to find a place to eat first. Zhuang Sheng promised that Gu Lan would not mention her, but she had to verify the author's matter , but how should she speak?

While yawning, Zhuang Sheng looked at Gu Meng who was sitting across from him, so had she known Gu Meng for several years?

Gu Meng is also thinking about what is the strange purpose of Zhuang Sheng's trip?

The two have their own ghosts, and they don't know what to eat.

Zhuang Sheng's words came to his lips a few times, but he swallowed them back. She had to get Gu Meng's own acknowledgment. Besides, how did Gu Lan know that the article was written by Gu Meng?Zhuang Sheng bit his lower lip, thinking for a long time, he might as well ask directly, "Do you know who Auntie Wei Wei is and who is Bingshan Yujie?"

After Zhuang Sheng asked, he was anxious to see Gu Meng's reaction. Gu Meng shook the chopsticks holding the tofu, and the tofu also fell on the table. Gu Meng wiped it with a paper towel, but her eyes were twinkling, her heart was beating hard, but she was still strong Calmly said, "What?"

"An author." Zhuang Sheng also took a paper towel and wiped the broken tofu on the table, "a co-author of the famous work "Pink Sister Falls in Love with the President's Sister"" Zhuang Sheng began, but the words slipped , "It's over yesterday, be, the author wrote the protagonist to death, do you think the author is hateful or not?"

Gu Meng's face turned red and then pale, she was very flustered, she didn't know why, Zhuang Sheng suddenly asked her why she was doing this?Is her article really so popular?People who are so popular as Zhuang Sheng also look at Lily?But Gu Meng knew that she didn't have one. Lily is too small, and her popularity is only in this small area, which means that Zhuang Sheng also reads Lily, so Gu Meng shifted the focus, "Do you still read Lily?"

Zhuang Sheng was taken aback by her counterattack. She was slapping here, like a machine gun, throwing questions one after another at Gu Meng. Fortunately, Gu Meng didn't answer one of them, so she would pick the key points and throw them back to her. But now, She had nothing to be afraid of, "Yes, I read Lily Wen, what's wrong? Do you read it?" Zhuang Sheng asked.

Gu Meng took a deep breath, scratched her hair with evasive eyes, and lied, "I don't read it." Gu Meng has never encountered in real life that someone she knows knows about her own writing. It's so embarrassing. Embarrassed enough that she explodes, okay?

"Come on, let me say, you, do you have 1.7 meters?" Zhuang Sheng asked suddenly nervously.

"No."

"Then... is also a little girl who is about 1.6 meters tall. You said you have thin skin and tender flesh, and you look white and shiny. How did you choose your pen name: Aunt Weiwei is Bingshan Yujie shaking m? Gu Meng?"

Gu Meng had already got up, but she had to sit back, her face flushed, "Stop pronouncing this name."