Jiang Wei carried Gu Qi into the bedroom, closed the door with one foot, and then put Gu Qi down.

Gu Qi had never been to Jiang Wei's house in his previous life, and this was the first time he set foot in Jiang Wei's bedroom.

It is said that the bedroom is the most secret place for a person, Gu Qi couldn't help being curious, and started to look around after gaining a firm foothold.

This bedroom is large in size and has an independent bathroom. There is an extended balcony on the opposite side, with green potted plants on it, a computer desk on the wall opposite the balcony, and a light gray sofa with a simple style on the east side of the room. In the middle of the sofa is a round coffee table with a set of tea sets on it.

It is still decorated in European style, but the bedroom color is black, white and gray, the curtains are dark, and the wallpaper is light gray.A colorful abstract painting hung on the wall beside the bed, which added some color to the dull bedroom.

Gu Qi looked at it for a week and had to say that Jiang Wei's taste is very good. The style of the whole bedroom, from the use of color, the matching of furniture, to the details of the murals on the wall, all complement each other to the point of perfection.

Just thinking about it, Gu Qi suddenly raised his head and saw the bedroom lamp above his head.

This is a bedroom lamp in the shape of a crescent moon, pink, with cartoon graffiti, so cute, even the frame is pink, full of girlish heart.

This lamp doesn't match the style of the whole room, it's such a conflict, it's so contradictory, it's so out of place, it's so hard to describe... Gu Qi's words of praise reached his lips, and he swallowed them down.

Jiang Wei noticed that Gu Qi's eyes were attracted by the lamp above his head, and explained: "My bedroom was not like this before. After I moved out, my brother redecorated it."

Gu Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to say that your brother is quite girly when he heard Jiang Wei's words behind him.

"You don't know, my previous bedroom was very well decorated and the style was very warm. But, my brother is so old-fashioned, he can't appreciate it, so after I moved out, he redecorated it."

Jiang Wei continued: "He changed everything inside, except for this lamp, because the graffiti on it was drawn by myself, so my brother may not be willing to change it."

Gu Qi opened his mouth and closed it again.

He stared at the pink lamp above his head. Although he didn't know what Jiang Wei's bedroom looked like before, it was not difficult to guess from the style of the lamp.

Gu Qi actually wanted to say something: He also... doesn't really appreciate it.

In the end, he decided to protect Jiang Wei's girlish heart full of fairy tales, but he didn't say anything.

After Jiang Wei finished speaking, he went to the computer desk and turned on the computer, moved two chairs to the computer desk, then walked to the drawer of the bedside table and searched for it, while searching, he said: "Brother Qi, let me show you Looking at my collections, I like them all, they are very artistic, many of them are out of print, I think we can look at them all day."

Keke, finally got to the point.

Artistic, treasured, out of print... Gu Qi's face gradually changed slightly after hearing these words.

In fact, he has watched small movies. When he was adolescence, male classmates shared with each other, but watching it secretly by himself, and watching it with the person he likes is definitely a different experience.

He used to delete it after reading it, and never saved it at all, unlike Jiang Wei.

In short, during the few minutes, maybe seconds, when Jiang Wei rummaged through the dishes, Gu Qi struggled a lot in his heart.

Does he really want to watch a short movie with Jiang Wei?

Do you really want to see it?Is this really good?

Why don't you stop watching, or run out now?Can he run out?

But watching that kind of movie, they are all men with strong blood, if there is any reaction...

They are lovers, what happened between lovers should not be taken for granted?It's normal, nothing.

But Jiang Wei is so big...

Will he die?

Before Gu Qi could come to a conclusion, Jiang Wei found the plate and walked over, took his hand, and pulled him to the computer desk, and the two of them sat on the same chair.

Jiang Wei put the plate in and said, "This film is not a classic, but it is still my favorite. It is a French film that is very refreshing, healing, warm, and artistic."

France, with a sense of literature and art, Gu Qi already has a clear picture in his mind.

However, Jiang Wei is also very good at being able to see the feeling of healing and warmth from that kind of film.

At this time, I saw a line of words slowly jump out on the computer screen

— Afternoon with Margaret.

This is the name of a literary movie. Gu Qi was a little surprised and then regained his expression. This is normal. Some small movies will be replaced by other normal movies in the first few minutes in order to pass the review.

Gu Qi didn't speak, just watched quietly.

However, 10 minutes passed, three 10 minutes passed, eight 10 minutes passed.

The movie is over.

Jiang Wei made a speech: "I have watched this drama more than three times. In fact, I like the color tone more than the storyline. It is full of French romance. Every frame and every scene makes people feel very comfortable watching it. very warm."

Gu Qi nodded, and the corners of his mouth were a little stiff when he spoke: "It's really a very fresh, very healing, very warm, and very artistic movie."

From this point of view, Jiang Wei's thinking is very simple, that is, purely watching a movie, a pure literary film, but his thinking is dirty.

Jiang Wei took out the plate and said, "Take a break, let's watch another one, and my brother will be back soon."

When Jiang Wei went to look for the dishes again, Gu Qi followed him to look for them, Jiang Wei didn't hide anything, he pulled the drawer to the bottom and opened it for him to find.

There are some classic old movies in the drawer, both at home and abroad. Among them, French literary films are the most, but he has watched most of them.

Seeing that Gu Qi searched all over but couldn't find anything he wanted, Jiang Wei asked, "Is there anything you want to see? Don't you like it?"

Gu Qi put the plate back, raised his head and said to Jiang Wei: "You have two-thirds of the collection, and I also have a collection. I have basically watched these movies."

It was dusk, and the sky was filled with sunset.

The moment Gu Qi raised his head, the setting sun shone in through the glass and fell on his side face, leaving a light and soft halo on his fair face, Jiang Wei's heart skipped a beat.

"Since you've seen it all, let's watch something you haven't seen."

Gu Qi didn't notice that Jiang Wei's expression completely changed when he said this.

"Look at what?"

The two sat back at the computer desk, Gu Qi was a little puzzled, Jiang Wei didn't take the plate, but found a mobile hard drive.

Jiang Wei plugged the hard drive into the mainframe of the computer, and clicked on a folder named "Classic".

With the oolong just now, Gu Qi didn't think in other directions now, and said: "So you not only collect the discs, but also store them in the hard drive. I only collected the discs."

"Of course." Jiang Wei said and clicked on a video, then leaned forward and pulled up the curtains, "Some things can only be stored in the hard disk."

The room went dark for a moment.

"What are you doing with the curtains?"

As soon as Gu Qi finished asking, he heard a very clear, familiar, close, some kind of indescribable sound coming from the room, and the source of the sound was the computer speaker in front of him.

Gu Qi suddenly looked at the screen, all the blood poured up all over his body in an instant, and he froze on the chair.

He took back what he just said.

Jiang Wei was not innocent at all.

He underestimated Jiang Wei.

"Putting the curtains, of course, is doing something shady..."

Accompanied by these words, Gu Qi's eyes suddenly went dark, and then, what fell into his sight was the chest with solid muscles and rising and falling under the shirt.

There is no need to explain further, because the picture on the screen, the sound from the stereo... the hint is enough.

At some point, the picture on the computer disappeared, the sound on the stereo also stopped, and the computer was turned off by someone.

This morning glow filled the sky, the quiet dusk, the curtains were drawn, and in the dimly lit room, there were only two people breathing out of rhythm.

"Brother Qi, can you?"

Gu Qi woke up from the drowning kiss, Jiang Wei stopped his hand under his clothes and asked him.

Almost at the same moment he nodded, the sweater, together with the shirt inside, was pushed above the collarbone.

"Boom boom boom!"

The knock on the door stopped all the activities in the room.

The housekeeper's voice came from the door: "Second young master, the eldest young master is back, let me come over and call you down."

Jiang Wei replied "Understood", the passion/desire in his eyes gradually receded, and at the same time as he got up, he helped Gu Qi pull down his clothes.

Gu Qi got up and tidied his clothes aside, Jiang Wei opened the curtains, turned around and glanced at Gu Qi, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Do you want to show your face?"

Gu Qi touched his hot cheek with the back of his hand, said "OK" in a low voice, and then went into the bathroom.

“The towels are all new, use them casually.”

Gu Qi agreed, turned on the cold water from the faucet, flushed his face, squinted his eyes and was about to get a towel, when he saw Jiang Wei squeeze in from the corner of his eye, he stepped aside.

"Are you going too? I'll let you."

As he spoke, he grabbed a towel, folded it, and when he was about to wipe his face, he suddenly felt a pain in his wrist. Immediately afterwards, his whole body was pressed against the glass wall of the bathroom by Jiang Wei, and the towel fell to the floor.

Jiang Wei fixed his two hands on both sides of his head, squeezed his fingers one by one, pinned him to the glass wall without any room, and then kissed him deeply again .

A long time has passed, and it seems to be longer than before.

It wasn't until Gu Qi's raised hands were bleeding and his legs became weak and begged for mercy that Jiang Wei reluctantly left his lips, and said bitterly: "My brother will really pick a time to come back."

"I... wash my face again." Gu Qi said.

Jiang Wei glanced at Gu Qi, opened his mouth, but said nothing. He looked away, cleared his throat, and spoke again, "Why don't you take a shower? Change your clothes again?"

Gu Qi looked down at himself, was silent for a while, and asked, "Do you have any extra clothes in your bedroom?"

"Have."

Jiang Wei went out to get clothes, Gu Qi took off the wrinkled sweater, and when he was about to unbutton his shirt, he found that he didn't need to unbutton it, because the buttons had almost fallen off...

It is really necessary to change clothes, Gu Qi sighed, it was too rude for him to walk out like this.

However, what Gu Qi doesn't know is that if he looks in the mirror at this moment, he will find that the visual impact of himself in the mirror is greater than he imagined.

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