The Tsundere Lover of the Double-Faced President

Gu Chen's hand was still pinching Mo Yan's chest, the smile on his mouth was too late to put away, the person who came was Ou Feifei.

"Feifei?" Gu Chen followed and walked out, quickly chasing after him, "Feifei!"

Ou Feifei left very quickly, as if trying to escape from something, "When did you come back?"

"Yesterday," Gu Chen replied.

"Yesterday? Yesterday! Yesterday..." Ou Feifei kept nodding and repeating, her eyes were distracted and her emotions were suppressed.

"Where are you going? Why don't you go in?"

"Is he still alive?" Ou Feifei suddenly stopped, without any warning, suddenly burst out, "He's still alive?!"

Gu Chen was stunned, "Yes, he is still alive."

"Then why didn't he come to you?" Ou Feifei's eyes were as red as a rabbit, and he glared blood, "What did he think of you, rotten rag? Smelly garbage? Or a recyclable waste that can be thrown away casually ?”

Gu Chen stomped his feet, the soles of his feet on the withered leaves, not knowing what to say.

"You are really hopeless to save Gu Chen!" Ou Feifei was full of sympathy and irony, "Do you really think he loves you? If he had half affection for you, why didn't he come to you back then? Why did he? Make you wait for ten years? Ah? Why did you fake your death? Why didn’t you even get a message after the ship exploded? Why? Talk!”

Gu Chen couldn't answer. He really didn't know where Mo Yan had been in the past ten years. Since he first asked Mo Yan about this matter, Mo Yan chose to refuse to answer, and Gu Chen never brought it up again. However, it's not that they don't care, but that it is no longer important, the past has passed, and what they should grasp is the present.

"There is no need to haggle over this between me and him," Gu Chen said.

"Careful? So all the responsibilities depend on me? I blame me?" Ou Feifei roared sadly, "I didn't wait for him, I didn't have confidence, I didn't persevere?"

Only then did Gu Chen figure out what Ou Feifei was hoarse and in pain. Mo Yan is alive, which means Zhuo Fan is still alive. Ou Feifei is not scolding Mo Yan, but complaining about Zhuo Fan, or hating herself .

An explosion ten years ago not only ruined Gu Chen's love, but also shattered Ou Feifei's girlish heart.

Ou Feifei was on the verge of collapse, and threw herself on Gu Chen's shoulder from whimpering to howling. Gu Chen remained motionless from the beginning to the end, patting her on the back lightly, waiting for her to get rid of all her emotions...

Afterwards, they went to a nearby Starbucks, Gu Chen ordered two cappuccinos, Ou Feifei called the waiter and corrected one of them and replaced it with espresso coffee.

"You didn't drink black coffee before," Gu Chen stirred slowly. He himself really doesn't like to drink bitter things, and he rarely dips in black coffee.

Ou Feifei drooped her eyelids and said, "After so many years, the taste has naturally changed."

A sentence is neither painful nor itchy, smack carefully, but there is a lot of obscurity and helplessness hidden in it.

Gu Chen didn't say anything else, he's not good at comforting people, when Ou Feifei was bullied by senior students when he was in school and cried, Gu Chen went up to fight with them without saying a word, no matter whether he wins or loses, in the end In exchange for Xiao Feizi's tearful smile.

What now?Now Gu Chen can win almost anyone, but he can no longer comfort Xiao Feizi in front of him.

"Being a soldier is hard, isn't it?" Ou Feifei asked.

"Fortunately."

"Is it a vacation this time?"

"Well, I applied for leave."

"How long will you be back?"

"Two or three months."

"Oh"

……

The two chatted nonchalantly, most of which were trivial in life, and neither of them took the initiative to poke the point, until the cup was bottomed out, Ou Feifei took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't Then tell me!"

Gu Chen shook his head, he didn't take it seriously.

"I mean seven years ago, when you went to persuade me at the wedding," Ou Feifei explained.

Gu Chen circled the coffee cup with his fingers, bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You were full of alcohol at the time, I thought you were drunk." Ou Feifei frowned, as if blaming herself, "You persuaded me not to give up, to persevere in myself, you told me that one must be worthy of oneself in one's life Heart, but what did I say?"

But Ou Feifei yelled, I'm not giving up, I'm facing the reality, how can there be unswerving love in this world?Zhuo Fan is dead, should I be a widow for him for the rest of his life?Only you, Gu Chen, are so stupid?If you don’t see yourself as a human being, what’s the point of your persistence?Your life can't be wasted, but I, Ou Feifei, can't!

Ou Feifei stared at Gu Chen, and said word by word: "Sometimes, it's better to be stubborn!"

Ou Feifei is gone, so what if he knows that Zhuo Fan is still alive?She is married, she has a husband, and she has a child. She and Zhuo Fan have been strangers since the moment they bought the auditorium, and their lives have never intersected since then.

Although she doesn't love her husband, although she is dissatisfied with her family situation, although her husband's family dislikes her and gave birth to a daughter, although... although her favorite is Zhuo Fan.

Although everything is worthless in the end, if she had had Gu Chen's half-persistence back then...

After having dinner at Huzi's restaurant, Gu Chen and Mo Yan went home, and Mo Yan was still Gu Chen's full-time driver on the way back.

Boss Mo was not used to the sudden silence of the chattering passengers in the car. Of course he knew what Gu Chen was worrying about, so he just asked, "What's wrong?"

Gu Chen leaned against the car window listlessly, sighed, and didn't say a word for a long time.

Mo Yan twisted his mouth and deliberately provoked, "The seat is too tight to serve your young master's golden butt?"

Gu Chen raised his thin eyelids and stared at people, "How long do you plan to use this stalk?"

Mo Yan said in a calm voice, "Take your arms back."

Sometimes Mo Yan will find that, in a sense, Gu Chen's growth is actually only limited by his age, and in many respects he is still the same as a child, such as the silly spirit with all his emotions written on his face, and his heart forever The innocence that can't hide things, and the smelly habit of always sticking your arms out the window when you are in the car.

Other problems such as staying in bed, being lazy, not making quilts, liking leftovers, picky eaters, and even not taking the initiative to serve men on the bed... etc., etc., Mo Yan can pamper and pamper him, but like this old man Mo Yan, who likes to stick his arms out of the window, is determined not to be tolerated.

He pulled Gu Chen's arm back and clamped it in his creaking nest, it seemed that only in this way could he feel at ease.

Gu Chen smiled, and leaned his head towards him. He knew it was dangerous, but he just liked to turn against Mo Yan occasionally, making him angry and getting his attention, so that he could have a legitimate physical contact. Hey, he has embraced so much love, but he is still like a little Beibi who lacks love, making people love and hate him at the same time.

Mo Yan didn't ask any more questions, but concentrated on looking at the road, and drove hard at night, doing his duty conscientiously.

After a while, Gu Chen couldn't help it, and confessed in his grief, "I just feel that it's a pity for Xiaofeizi and Zhuo Fan. They obviously have each other in their hearts, but they live separate lives."

Gu Chen met Zhuo Fan on Jinsha Island, and he knew that Zhuo Fan had not forgotten Ou Feifei, and there were no other women around him.

"Have you ever thought about giving up?" Gu Chen said to himself, "I never thought about giving up! Even if I really thought you were dead in the end, I still have special fantasies, you know, I will give it back to you Put up a monument!"

Mo Yan looked back at Gu Chen, his throat was dry.

"I just don't believe it. I don't believe you would be so cruel that you wouldn't even give me a chance to say goodbye."

Mo Yan's hand holding the steering wheel was unconsciously clenched.

Gu Chen felt that the muscles on Mo Yan's arms bulged and became stronger. Mo Yan felt uncomfortable, and he suddenly joked, "Don't say, this seat cushion is really a bit rough after a long time, why don't you change it tomorrow .”

Mo Yan asked: "Where is it? Let me take a look?"

"Just here," Gu Chen pouted his buttocks.

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows, "Raise it higher, I can't see clearly."

"I still can't see clearly, here, do you see it?" Gu Chen wished he could lift half of his body.

But Mo Yan suddenly pinched Gu Chen's buttocks and hugged him directly out of the car.

"What are you doing?" Gu Chen exclaimed.

Mo Yan said solemnly, "I have to go back and study how your young master's butt grows. You still think it's too tight for a thousand-dollar leather cushion?"

"Your uncle, let me down!"

"Haha, Mo Yan, you bastard!"

"..."

Gu Chen laughed and scolded all the way home when his man rudely resisted him, opened the door, and slammed it shut, Mo Yan hugged Gu Chen's body and slammed it against the wall, "Still broken?"

Gu Chen's long legs wrapped around Mo Yan's solid waist, pushing against his hips, "Here it is!"

"I'll let you spend the night today!" Mo Yan took Gu Chen into the bedroom, and when he threw him on the bed, Gu Chen still twisted his body in a ostentatious way, his disobedient feet pressed against Mo Yan's chest muscles.

"One night?" Gu Chen clicked his tongue, expressing doubts, "Look at you...you're not that capable!"

Mo Yan put all his eyes on him, and tore up Gu Chen's strange clothes. He didn't like the clothes for a long time. It wasn't because he didn't like the clothes, but because he didn't like Gu Chen's clothes. They are entangled together like crazy, as if they don't want to be exhausted forever, wishing to make up for all the time they endured in the army in one fell swoop.

Sometimes Mo Yan still cares about Gu Chen's body, don't be too aggressive and be careful, but later he finds that he is completely unreasonable, worrying too much, this brat was yelling no for a second, and he will run out of bullets and die next time. For a second, he rubbed his leg against his shadow, and stretched out his little claws to hook someone who was about to move, loving him desperately.

It's not that Mo Yan can't stand the temptation, it's that he doesn't know what self-control is in front of Gu Chen, even if Gu Chen just hooks his fingers lightly, or winks at him from afar, it can make his fighting spirit high .Mo Yan licked Gu Chen's lips and tongue endlessly, his thick tongue wanted to uproot the root of Gu Chen's tongue, but the pain was addictive, moving slowly, every inch was full of arrogance.