Golden Suit Brothers

Gu Jiacheng held a big bag of vegetables in one hand, and held the phone to his ear in the other: "Jiacheng, tell me again, how to make bitter gourd?"

"Did you buy the whiter one or the greener one?" Wu Jiacheng asked over there.

Gu Jiacheng clamped the phone between his ears and shoulders, while digging out the keys, he used the corner of his eye to dig out the tip of the iceberg of the bitter gourd in the bag: "Is the green part whiter?" He said uncertainly, opened the door with difficulty and entered, Throwing the key on the corner cabinet in the hallway, he walked quickly to the kitchen to spread out the dishes.

"Well, it's quite green," he changed his words again, and annoyed, he grabbed a bitter gourd and studied it seriously, "Why don't you use RGB mode to explain what is the dividing line between green and white?"

Wu Jiacheng laughed loudly at the other end: "You are such a genius! Otherwise - let's start the video and show me your white, white and green bitter gourd."

Of course Gu Jiacheng was willing to obey.

It has been nearly three months since the car accident, and Wu Jiacheng's filming days in Hangzhou are coming to an end. Gu Jiacheng flew to Hangzhou seven times, and spent twelve nights with Wu Jiacheng. The so-called Zhuge Liang captured Menghuo seven times, and Shakespeare ten Two nights are all taken up.During the days of spending long nights alone, Gu Jiacheng learned how to make fan circles, and he felt that his personal quality has been greatly improved.Through hard study, he has been able to find Wu Jiacheng's latest developments in the vast sea of ​​Weibo, forums, and post bars, distinguish whether this is a private follow-up, and give a like or a bah.

At the same time, Gu Jiacheng also found himself very talented in cooking. Now he can recognize almost every condiment in the kitchen. Three months ago, he didn't know what pepper and star anise were used for.

He clicked on the video call, and immediately Wu Jiacheng's familiar face appeared on the screen. He first admired it, and then stretched the bitter gourd across his chest: "Is this white or green?"

Wu Jiacheng froze for a moment: "Oops, I forgot that I was colorblind."

Gu Jiacheng was also taken aback: "Then what should I do?"

"You cut a small piece and put it in your mouth to taste whether it's bitter or not. If it's more bitter, it's green; if it's not too bitter, it's white." Wu Jiacheng carefully gestured on the small screen.

Gu Jiacheng put his mobile phone in front of the chopping board, followed his instructions, cut a small piece of bitter gourd, and was about to put it in his mouth, stopped again, and thought seriously: "Student Wu Jiacheng, I think you are kidding me. Is it all suffering?"

Wu Jiacheng was overjoyed: "I thought you wouldn't find out."

"Jiacheng, you have a problem. When you were watching the snow and the moon with me, you fed me sugar water, and now let me eat bitter gourd." Gu Jiacheng threatened the phone with a bitter gourd.

"Okay, okay, I'm so scared, even colorblind people can see the difference between black and white, yours is already very white, it won't be too bitter, just just pass through the water."

Gu Jiacheng cut open the white bitter gourd according to his words, and was surprised: "Jiacheng, the inside is red." He pointed the tip of the knife at the red heart of the bitter gourd.

"It looks like this." Wu Jiacheng was still smiling, "I feel like my mother is teaching children how to cook."

Gu Jiacheng was noncommittal, took a slice of bitter gourd and licked it a little, his face wrinkled: "Bitter."

"This is already the kind that is not bitter. It seems that Gu Jiacheng is not very able to endure hardship."

Gu Jiacheng looked at the smiling face on the screen: "You have suffered too much, so you don't feel it."

Wu Jiacheng waved his hand in embarrassment: "Don't say that, Lao Gu, why don't you think about it, I will go home tomorrow after the filming, and I will bring you whatever you want to eat."

"I don't want anything, I just want to eat you, bring it back quickly."

Wu Jiacheng said something in a low voice, but Gu Jiacheng didn't hear clearly, and asked, "What did you say?"

"I love you." Wu Jiacheng smiled slightly, "Goodbye Lao Gu, see you soon."

Satisfied, Gu Jiacheng replied that I love you too, and picked up a piece of bitter gourd and put it in his mouth to chew. After realizing that it was bitter gourd, he felt that this piece was not very bitter. He thought to himself, what Jiacheng said was right. .

On the day Wu Jiacheng came back, the weather was hot, and Gu Jiacheng was restless because he was not allowed to pick up the plane, and Wu Jiacheng had to go back to the company to explain.In the evening, when the sun gradually melted on the horizon, Gu Jiacheng set up a table of dishes waiting for him to go home.

There is a saying that goes well, when you wait for someone, every minute and every second seems like a year, and when you go out, an hour skips like a yawn.

And when Gu Jiacheng waited for 100 years and was about to become a husband-wife stone, Wu Jiacheng finally came back.

Gu Jiacheng felt that he was in a daze, how did he jump up from the chair, scrambled to open the door, and then saw Wu Jiacheng, who was black and white, fat, thin, and all a bit hazy. Came back and it was good.

As he ate slowly, he realized that Wu Jiacheng had indeed grown darker and thinner—in fact, it was only half a month since he last visited Wu Jiacheng.He gave Wu Jiacheng an extra chopstick of the deliciously marinated beef he bought, and told him, "Eat more of this."

With rice in his mouth, Wu Jiacheng expressed his refusal with a "hmm", and gave him back the beef, and brought back a slice of bitter gourd on the way: "I'll eat what you made." He put it in his mouth and chewed, " It's delicious."

"You should eat more meat." Gu Jiacheng said bluntly, "Look at how skinny you are."

Wu Jiacheng chewed the bitter gourd and didn't speak, it could be seen that there was something on his mind, and Gu Jiacheng didn't press him.

"Lao Gu, good news or bad news, which one do you listen to?"

Gu Jiacheng looked at Wu Jiacheng, Wu Jiacheng blinked, it was hard to deduce from his expression.

"good news."

"I'm going to have a concert soon!" Wu Jiacheng yelled loudly, his joy was beyond words, he held up the chopsticks in one hand, and slapped the table several times with the other hand, "The company finally got what it said."

Gu Jiacheng was also very happy for him, crossed over the dinner table and kissed him hard on the face, and then asked: "What about the bad news?"

Wu Jiacheng hesitated for a long time before saying: "This concert has Henry as an investment, I said no, but he approached the company privately, how could the company refuse to send the money to you... Lao Gu, don't want it." I'm angry, if you really don't like it, I can negotiate again."

Gu Jiacheng sat there, silently eating a piece of bitter gourd.

"Lao Gu, I'll go talk to them tomorrow, okay?" Wu Jiacheng became more and more worried when he saw his bored appearance, "Don't be angry, okay?"

Gu Jiacheng didn't even look at him, didn't say a word, just kept his head down.

Wu Jiacheng panicked, hurriedly walked around the dining table, held Gu Jiacheng's shoulders, and coaxed people softly: "What do you think, Lao Gu, I'll call them now?" He took out his mobile phone and was caught Gu Jiacheng grabbed the phone with his hands and said sullenly: "I won't stop you from doing what you like, but can you also accompany me to do what I like?"

Seeing that he finally spoke, Wu Jiacheng agreed to everything: "Of course! What is it? Are you watching the sports channel? Or which game?"

"Jerking off."

Wu Jiacheng thought he heard it wrong: "Hit... what?"

"Jerking off." Gu Jiacheng repeated it.

Wu Jiacheng has been with Gu Jiacheng for so long, and he has a deep understanding of his sullen and tactful heart, so he was a little surprised to see him speak so bluntly.

"It's okay...but wait a while before going to bed." He has unconsciously developed a certain shyness immunity to this kind of topic. After all, Gu Jiacheng lived with him in Hangzhou for twelve nights, whether it should happen or not Almost all of them happened.

"Right now." Gu Jiacheng said forcefully.

"Now?" Wu Jiacheng was really surprised, but he felt that Maomao hadn't made out with him for so long and was spending it alone, and he had just hurt him a little bit, so he readily agreed.

Gu Jiacheng happily pulled him to sit on the sofa and turned on the TV.Wu Jiacheng began to feel a little embarrassed again, why was he on the sofa, and why did he turn on the TV?Do you want to watch the one on the sports channel?But he also misses Mao Mao very much, and is willing to hug and kiss him. Even if Mao Mao develops some quirks, he feels that he can still accept and overcome them.

While thinking wildly, Gu Jiacheng handed over a game controller, and Wu Jiacheng foolishly took it: "What is this for?"

"Masturbation!" Gu Jiacheng replied without hesitation, "I bought a new XBOX, and the TV has been replaced with a [-]-inch curved screen. Oh, when I was young, I called Lei Ting "masturbation."

Wu Jiacheng looked at the brand new and beautiful controller in his hand, then looked at the screen of the e-sports game on the TV, and replied blankly: "Oh, masturbation."

Gu Jiacheng first looked at him very vigorously and excitedly, then at the handle, then at the screen, suddenly woke up, looked at the screen, looked at the handle, and then at him, then looked at him without blinking: "Jiacheng, you Yes or no……"

"I'm not!" Wu Jiacheng flatly denied.

"do you want……"

"I don't want to!" Wu Jiacheng refused again.

"Then I think..."

"What do you think!"

"I just wanted to..."

"Don't even think about it!" Wu Jiacheng has always been inactive in this kind of matter, and occasionally he took the initiative and made an own goal. He was embarrassed when he was suddenly thrown on the sofa by Gu Jiacheng, and the game controller was thrown on the sofa. on the ground.He struggled to pick it up: "Don't you say it's new? Don't break it."

Gu Jiacheng stared at him straightly: "I prefer old planes." His hand has already reached the place.

Wu Jiacheng bit his lower lip to restrain his throat, and bit the already rosy lips even more beautifully. Gu Jiacheng couldn't help kissing him, and swallowed the small guttural sound as sweet as maltose into his stomach.Wu Jiacheng turned his head slightly to make the kiss more comfortable for the two of them, and slowly put his hand into Gu Jiacheng's T-shirt, stroking slowly along the muscle lines.

"Old Gu, have I gone bad?"

"No, you are fine, so good that it can kill me."