[Network Distribution] Who says newcomers can't be planners?

Seeing his happy face, Mo Zizhou clenched his fists, still unconvinced, and wanted to say something, when suddenly, a voice came from behind——

"He Yang."

Mo Zizhou turned around and saw that "cousin" walking slowly towards this side.

This was the first time he took a serious look at his "cousin", and he had to admit that it was a healthy and sunny type that was completely different from his own baby face.

While he was observing Gu Yuqiao, Gu Yuqiao was also looking at "Mozhou".

"Mozhou and I are talking about old times at the Kangle Cafe, and I will see you later. ^_^

——He Yang"

When Gu Yuqiao received this text message, seeing that smiling face, she really wanted to punch her from the air.It just so happened that it was time for him to get off work, so he rushed over, and he already knew all the appointment spots near the MH Hospital "**" by heart.

"Hello, my name is Gu Yuqiao." Gu Yuqiao remained polite for several weeks.

Mo Zizhou stared at the hand that was stretched out towards him, thinking that he would lose the battle, his chin lifted, and he held it up unwillingly.

"I'm Mo Zizhou, I've known you for a long time."

Gu Yuqiao felt the excessive strength in her hands, and frowned secretly.

He Yang will inform Gu Yuqiao. The first reason is that he is not sure whether Mo Zizhou will do anything that will cause misunderstandings in the future; the second reason is that he is a little dark and helpless.

In the past half a year of dating, He Yang felt that Gu Yuqiao had never been salty or indifferent towards this relationship, and had not shown a particularly strong possessive desire towards him. Some weak.In fact, he didn't doubt Gu Yuqiao's feelings for him, but this feeling was too restrained to satisfy him.So he sent a text message to attract Gu Yuqiao, wanting to see how he reacts when facing his rival in love, and it's best to make himself feel better.

Gu Yuqiao let go of her hand indiscriminately, and sat down on the seat next to He Yang.

"Where did the conversation go?" He asked calmly.

"Uh..." He Yang looked at Gu Yuqiao's reaction a little confused, and said cautiously: "I've said everything I need to say."

Gu Yuqiao caught a glimpse of Mo Zizhou's expression of reluctance to admit defeat, so he knew that he hadn't done it yet.

"Little brother Mozhou, what do you like about this man?"

He Yang coughed violently, and Mo Zizhou was also shocked by his straightforwardness.

Mo Zizhou stammered: "He...he...has a beautiful voice, and is a man..."

Gu Yuqiao smiled "contemptuously" (in Mo Zizhou's eyes) and interrupted him: "All you see is him on the Internet. In fact, this person is really nothing, and you'll know it after getting along for a long time. He also knows how to eat, drink, and mess up." , Farting and swearing, picking teeth and picking feet, he is also talkative, black-bellied, thick-skinned, arrogant and arrogant, likes to force others to make things difficult, cooking skills are average, he lives like an old man and thinks he is romantic, he can't get out of the shower every hour, Singing loudly in the bathroom, I like to spread half butter and half peach sauce on my toast, I can only accept sweet peppers on peppers, I don’t eat coriander but I love durians, and I’m working hard while eating meat..."

Sentences rushed towards his face, making Mo Zizhou more and more speechless, and the tall and perfect image of "White Sword" in his mind gradually collapsed.

He Yang, who was full of anticipation, became more and more wrong the more he listened, and the black lines became more and more black. He couldn't help but say: "Hey! Why are you so slandering your husband?"

Gu Yuqiao ignored him, and continued to say to Mo Zizhou: "Are you sure you can accept such a real 'white knife'?"

Mo Zizhou swallowed his saliva, but still insisted: "You can do it?"

Gu Yuqiao smiled, and said frankly: "I can, since it has fallen into his hands, I admit it. I am used to cooking, delivering meals, washing clothes for him when he is busy, and helping him when he is tired. He massages and puts bath water." He paused, didn't know what to think, and smiled softly, "Similarly, I am also used to his thoughtfulness and care, and to all his shortcomings. Now, he can't do without me, Likewise, I can’t do without him.”

Mo Zizhou was overwhelmed by his aura, his brain was obviously filled with information, but it seemed to be blank.

For the first time, he discovered that some things were not as simple as he imagined, and some emotions would appear superficial and pale in comparison.

Gradually, Mo Zizhou relaxed his stiff body, but still bowed his head in silence.

The other two ignored him and started bickering among themselves.

"Hey, your husband, do I have so many shortcomings? I usually keep silent, but this time I actually talked so much." To be honest, although it makes people speechless, the true feelings really make He Yang happy and moved. , at this moment, jealousy and jealousy are no longer important. He regards the sincerity of his lover as a treasure, but he still has to complain.

Gu Yuqiao rolled his eyes at him, "What I said is the truth."

He Yang rubbed his nose, frowned and said, "However, regardless of the advantages and disadvantages, we are a radish and a pit, a perfect match!"

Gu Yuqiao snorted, but did not refute.

"Isn't it? You stay up late irregularly, and I pay attention to health preservation. I'm talkative, you don't talk too much, I... tsk, my cooking skills are mediocre, you can cook well, I'm arrogant, you are humble and thoughtful, there is no one in the world Can you find a lover who is more suitable than us?"

Gu Yuqiao squinted at him, and sent off: "Okay, you're the one with the thick skin."

Seeing the two "flirting and scolding" like no one else was watching, Mo Zizhou's eyes gradually changed from disapproval to envy.

After a long time, he said to Gu Yuqiao in a very angry tone: "Hey! I give my life to you! You have to be nice to him!" Afterwards, Mo Zizhou turned his head to look at He Yang, his expression immediately turned worried Uneasy, he bit his lower lip and said, "I... can I still see you in the future?"

He Yang saw the intention of retreating from his eyes, and said with a satisfied smile: "There is no need for the hospital, it is too unlucky, and now you have recovered, and coming again will only take up the time of other patients." See Mo Zizhou With a depressed expression, He Yang continued: "If it's convenient, it's okay to contact as ordinary friends."

Mo Zizhou's eyes lit up, and then he gave up a smile, and murmured: "Ordinary friends... ordinary friends... well, at least they are friends." He sighed, then gave Gu Yuqiao a final look, and said, " I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first." Then he turned and left.

Looking at his leaving back, Gu Yuqiao breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, turned her head, and saw that He Yang was looking at him with a half-smile, and there was only two fists between them—he had no doubts, If there is no one around, He Yang will kiss him directly.

Gu Yuqiao looked around, coughed lightly, and said, "Brother Xiaoyu invited us to their house for dinner tonight. Let's go, don't be late."

He Yang smiled clearly and said, "Okay, let's go."

——————

It was night, the four of them gathered at Zhou Feng and Wang Xiaoyu's house, eating hot pot with the air conditioner on.

After years of training, Zhou Feng has signed his name as the screenwriter of several TV dramas with good ratings, and he has gained a firm foothold in the TV circle.

However, recently, the selection of a film script has brought his career to another level, which is why he is celebrating today with a treat.

Both Zhou Feng from Guangdong and He Yang from Beijing are not very good at eating spicy food—although this skill has been working hard to upgrade—while Wang Xiaoyu and Gu Yuqiao from Sichuan and Hunan respectively have no pressure, so they I chose the mandarin duck pot. In summer, even though the air conditioner was working tirelessly, the four of us were still sweating profusely, but it was very enjoyable and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

At the middle of the meal, the four of them stroked their slightly full stomachs and started chatting.

Chatting and chatting, the topic went in a weird direction...

Gu Yuqiao: "Brother Feng, I recently wanted to write a western fantasy mecha novel, but I still have some doubts about the setting." Western fantasy is Western fantasy, which is considered a cold subject, but Gu Yuqiao has always wanted to try it.

When it came to writing problems, Zhou Feng quickly became interested and said, "What? Let's talk about it."

Gu Yuqiao: "It's about the world view and the black hole of the universe. I think... (Martian talk) so I borrowed from your "Star Wars" setting, and I want to hear your opinion."

Zhou Feng rubbed his chin, and after serious thinking, he replied: "Well, I think you should do this... black hole... (Martian words)"

Seeing that the two began to discuss the incomprehensible topic in a serious manner, He Yang and Wang Xiaoyu both sighed in a black line, which is not surprising.

God knows why a student who majored in drama, film and television literature and a Chinese major can talk endlessly about topics such as science and engineering and astronomy?

Well, it must be admitted that these two young literary and artistic youths have read a lot of books since they were young, and their breadth and depth of knowledge is unmatched by ordinary people. Of course, the topics they chat sometimes are naturally not what ordinary people can get in their mouths.

"Hey, Lao Bai, I'll show you the poster of the new drama later. I'm almost done drawing it. Give me a look." Wang Xiaoyu was out of ideas.

"Okay, how far has it progressed in the later stage?"

"The demo will definitely come out this Friday, and if it is soon, the drama will be released on Saturday."

He Yang blew a whistle and praised: "You really deserve to be our ace artist late master, I admire you."

Wang Xiaoyu raised his chest, "Of course, who am I. But there is a place where your voice is a bit dull, you'd better record it again."

"where?"

"That's the sentence..."

The four of them talked in pairs, each talking about their own ideas, and the atmosphere... well, it was very harmonious.

The after-dinner entertainment was mahjong. Except for He Yang, the other three had grown up listening to the sound of mahjong.In order to cater to the standards of various places, they are playing the national standard.

That night, after playing a few rounds of mahjong, He Yang, who lost almost naked, took Gu Yuqiao, who was reluctant and still not having fun, back home, on the grounds that he had to go to work the next day.

After "helping" each other, He Yang lay on the bed hugging Gu Yuqiao who was weak after orgasm.

Caressing his lover's smooth back, He Yang passionately kissed his hair, and then suggested with some taste: "Little Qiao... How about writing some articles about doctors in the future? Forensic medicine is also fine." What Time to let him show his strengths.

Hearing this, Gu Yuqiao secretly laughed in her heart, buried her in his arms, and pretended to be asleep.

He Yang curled his lips, and stopped trying to persuade him, and quietly enjoyed the comfort and happiness of the moment with his lover in his arms.

In the dead of night, when the moon is full and people are reunited——