After writing the four giants into the Danmei article

Editor Nan Nan felt that his eyes were not enough.

He repeatedly compared.

The skin of the two is white and flawless, and there are no moles, scars, or birthmarks that can be accurately identified. In the selfie Shuangyu gave him, half of his head was cut off, and the part in the mirror was also covered with thick mosaics.Apart from the dress and the thin figure, there is no other similarity.

Cai Weinan's intuition told him that Shuangyu was the person on the live broadcast.

but……

This is so impossible!

For ordinary civilians, the generalissimo is too far away.

It is an existence that lives in the news. With his military achievements, he will be included in textbooks sooner or later.When a living person becomes a legend, the gossip that happened to him also becomes like what happened in another plane——

The Grand Marshal's partner is his author! ?

Not only was the dimensional wall broken, but the falling glass also splashed blood all over his face.

Cai Weinan couldn't make up his mind, and didn't dare to show it to others, so he palmed his eyes for help.

After all, since Shuangyu didn't show his face, it means that he may have something to hide. Showing him a selfie is a sign of trust in him. How can he expose it to a third party?The intense curiosity tormented him, reminding his not-so-bright mind of a key clue——

There is a screenshot of his "Fantasy Online" game on Shuangyu's weaving blog!

Although Shuangyu said that after the deformation treatment, the beauty value and age have been lowered a lot, but if the contours of the facial features do not change much, a faint shadow can be seen through careful observation.At this time, the live broadcast screen turned to other well-known guests for interviews, and Cai Weinan could only compare the screenshots of the live broadcast with the screenshots of the game.

Cai Weinan rolled up his sleeves, and compared them back and forth with the strength that everyone came to look for.

After half an hour of intensive observation, he found that he could no longer tell the two faces apart.

Even the screenshots of the live broadcast, which were amazing at first glance, became a little dizzy for him.

Cai Weinan had no choice but to close his eyes for the time being, feeling very similar for a while, and feeling that they were two different people. After all, he had heard Shuangyu's voice before. Like a sunny boy in his twenties.

And the long-haired young man on the live broadcast has a sacred and detached temperament.

It is conceivable that the Marshal's dance partner usually reads books such as "Faust" and "The Birds", and speaks softly, gracefully and politely.

It would be great if the signing certificate would be shown to him, so there is no need to be so entangled.

Cai Weinan was struggling with his head, his eyes were sore and sore from overuse...

He couldn't help it!

He wants to ask Shuangyu face to face!

With the courage to break the boat, Cai Weinan sent Shuangyu a hopeless, carefully worded message:

Editor Nannan: "Yuyu, are you the one dancing with the Generalissimo on the live broadcast?"

Editor Nan Nan: "PS. If you don't want to say it, it's okay not to say it."

The banquet has just begun, if it was really him, he wouldn't get a reply so quickly.

Cai Weinan stuffed the phone back into his trouser pocket.

Before the phone was warmed up, there was a vibration, he took it out in a hurry, and saw that the message was from Shuangyu, and the big stone in his heart finally fell.

It seems that it is really not him to reply to the message in seconds when he is free.

Cai Weinan opened the social account on the Muse website.

Shuangyu: "Haha, it's me!"

……

Although it was only a short and plain text, the editor could fully imagine how abominable Yuyu's laughter was at the moment.

Shuangyu: "As expected of my own editor, you can recognize her without looking at her face!"

……

Angry.

Seeing Shuangyu's quick reply, Cai Weinan felt that his intensive use of eyes for half an hour just now was completely wasted, and the difficulties he imagined were also non-existent: "I think you don't want to post selfies, and you think What unspeakable addiction do you have, after comparing the photos of the dresses you sent me for half an hour, I almost lost my eyesight."

The editor was so miserable, but his author seemed to be greatly pleased, and sent ten ruthlessly mocking Squirrel emoticons.

Very angry.

Shuangyu: "A long time ago, there was some reason why I didn't want to reveal my identity. Later, that problem was solved, and I didn't bother to post selfies. The main reason is, look at my face. If I post a selfie on Zhibo, it shouldn't cause a sensation?"

Although the content of the speech is harsh, it is not unreasonable.

Shuangyu is indeed good-looking.

His good looks are not even at the level of a small Internet celebrity. No matter where he puts it, it also has its own traffic. Just a glance is enough to make the viewer stop. These days, the portals want to make netizens stop and keep their eyes. , dropped an unknown astronomical figure, and his appearance possessed this kind of energy.

What's more, elves are a rare race among fantasy species.

Editor Nan Nan: "I understand the truth..."

Editor Nan Nan: "Forget it, I have two more questions."

Editor Nan Nan: "Why can you reply to my message in seconds during the dance? Is the Generalissimo your boyfriend?"

His hands were shaking as he typed out the next line.

That is the generalissimo, the idol of the whole people.

There is no man in the empire who does not worship Duan Xiuye.

At this moment, in the dark place of Duan's Manor.

"Are you chatting with someone else?"

Before the red dragon sister had time to invite the elf brother to dance the second dance, Duan Xiuye ​​took Gu Jue to a quiet place away from the crowds. His movements were so fast that no one dared to stop him.Si Lingyun wanted to talk to him about business, but Duke Feng, who couldn't bear it, stopped him with a drink with a smile on his face.

Duan Xiuye ​​took Gu Jue to the back of the castle without hindrance.

In order to make the light show at the banquet more eye-catching, all the lights on the back were turned off, leaving only small warm yellow lights to illuminate the road.

In this regard, Duan Xiuye's explanation is "I just show off, I don't want to stay too long".

Gu Jue believed it, so he planned to stay here with him for a while before going back to play.

He happened to receive a message from the editor, and Duan Xiuye ​​saw the cheerful look of him bowing his head to reply, and he resisted the urge to peek - Gu Jue was not guarding against him at all, as long as he looked at the screen for a while, he would be able to see the text clearly .

but……

No, this cannot be done.

Duan Xiuye ​​looked away, and asked the above words in a low voice.

Gu Jue hummed: "Friend."

He was worried about the power of the Song family and didn't want to expose his identity. Now that the whole family surnamed Song is in prison neatly, he should live freely and freely, and don't have to live a useless life in hiding.

Duan Xiuye: "What are you talking about?"

When he turned his gaze back, he saw the back of Gu Jue's neck that was exposed when he lowered his head to play with his phone.

Set off by the jet-black hair, it is glistening and white.

Why is there no inch of this elf that is not attractive?

The dragon had no choice but to twist his head again.

Gu Jue: "He saw me on the live broadcast and asked if it was me and if you were my boyfriend."

Duan Xiuye ​​paused: "Then how did you answer him?"

"Hahaha, definitely not."

The person who chatted enthusiastically with Gu Jue seemed to know how to make him happy. As the news on the screen swiped, the arc of his lips expanded...

This is something the generalissimo thinks he can't do.

While in a daze, Gu Jue held up his phone and showed him the rainbow fart from his friend——

Editor Nannan: "I really don't know that Shuangyu is so good-looking, so is the story in your novel true? No way? I don't think Duke Feng is that kind of person. And please listen to my life One request, please help me get an autograph from the marshal! I am his fan, ouch!"

……

edit.

double jade.

When these four words appeared at the same time, the Grand Marshal's thoughts were briefly frozen.

Immediately afterwards, an inexplicable feeling rose in his heart.

More hesitation than joy.

How could there be such a coincidence in the world?He couldn't believe his eyes, he grabbed Gu Jue's wrist and mobile phone suddenly, and looked back and forth ten times, so fast that Gu Jue didn't see his hand raising at all.

Duan Xiuye ​​was afraid that the joy would be empty.

He asked, "Shuangyu?"

The voice was terribly hoarse.

Noticing his strangeness, Gu Jue nodded happily: "My pen name." He erh, remembering the content of the novel he wrote, he suddenly felt guilty: "Well, don't look up my pen name, it's You won't be interested in romance novels for girls."

Especially the book "The Marshal is a Clingy Petite".

Curiosity doesn't just kill the cat, it blinds the macho.

Duan Xiuye ​​didn't respond for a while.

After getting Gu Jue's affirmation, ecstasy hit his heart, making him suddenly enlightened.

That was the case, and fortunately it was.

"How do you know I'm not interested?"

After he figured it out, Duan Xiuye ​​even wanted to laugh a little, he looked down at him.

Against the light and darkness, the outline of Duan Xiuye's facial features was drawn deeper, and the slightly curved lip line was inexplicably sexy. Gu Jue's heart jumped violently when he saw it, and only a trace of reason was left to persuade him: "I wrote very badly, there is no logic, no reason. The connotation of love and love cannot withstand scrutiny, and I don't want to pollute the eyes of the marshal."

He was close to writing that the Grand Marshal was pregnant.

This kind of plot must not be seen by this deity!

However, after Gu Jue finished his self-deprecating words, the smile on Duan Xiuye's face faded like a tide.

"Don't put yourself down like that."

Duan Xiuye ​​said seriously.

Now that he no longer has doubts about whether he only cares about his body, Duan Xiuye ​​decided not to stand still after understanding his feelings.

He had to, had to do something.

It is true that he has no love experience, has never pleased anyone, and does not know the type Gu Jue likes, so he has no way of matching him.

However, Duan Xiuye ​​finally felt that he had a slight advantage and opportunity in love——

He knows what "Shuangyu" likes.

Shuangyu told him that he likes domineering forced love and likes to be marked by strength.

Duan Xiuye, who has always admired your love and my wish, and respected each other, felt that this was a difficult task.

However, he just likes a challenging task.

"Gu Jue."

Gu Jue, who was thinking hard about how to make the Generalissimo give up reading his novel, raised his head when he heard the sound, but was pushed back and hit the wall behind him.The Generalissimo had already wrapped his arms around his back, with his palms as a cushion, and the impact didn't hurt, but Gu Jue didn't realize what happened, so he met a pair of dim eyes.

There was restless emotion rolling inside, and a little nervousness.

"I allow you to resist, but I will not let you go."

Duan Xiuye ​​lowered his head and kissed his lips.

!!!

Three exclamation marks were kissed on the top of Gu Jue's head.

Is there such a thing as being alive?

The Generalissimo wasn't pierced by the soul, right?

Should you stick out your tongue?

???

The other three question marks are because I remembered that this sentence is a classic line in "The Old Duke".