After the movie, she teased me under the guise of teaching drama [entertainment circle]

Gu Ziyan took out her mobile phone vigilantly, before she was ready, there was a sound of footsteps, "Ziyan."

It was Peng Peng's voice.

She happily went up to meet her, and rushed towards Peng Yuru like a swallow in her arms, bumping into her arms.

Peng Yuru grabbed Gu Ziyan's waist and hugged her tightly, "You? You lost weight, didn't you eat well?"

"Is there any? I eat every meal," Gu Ziyan buried her head in the hair on Peng Yuru's side neck, her voice muffled.

"You only eat white rice, don't you?"

"Yeah, you? How do you know?"

Gu Ziyan raised her head from her hair, saw Peng Peng's somewhat blaming eyes, and quickly added, "I ate a lot when I wasn't eating box lunches in the crew, and I would eat all the food."

"Well," Peng Yuru let go of her, walked to the door, and picked up the things on the ground, "Let's go in and talk."

After that incident, although the two were in two different cities, their relationship quickly warmed up.

The responsibility Peng Yuru promised was that she would take good care of Gu Ziyan for the rest of her life, like a lover.

The relationship between the two is already very close, and they both know each other well, but they haven't pierced the last layer of window paper.

Peng Yuru put all the gifts on the coffee table, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"No, I'm hungry."

Gu Ziyan obediently followed behind Peng Yuru, holding the hem of her shirt with her fingertips.

"Then I'll do it for you?" Peng Yuru suddenly turned around, but Gu Ziyan bumped into him without realizing it.

"Well", the corner of her lips touched Peng Peng's chin.

Peng Yuru lowered his eyes to look at the corner of her mouth, his teeth cut through his upper lip, and a little blood oozes out, "Why are you so careless?"

She raised her hand to rub Gu Ziyan's hair, saw her aggrieved expression again, said nothing, grabbed her wrist and pressed her on the sofa, took the tissue and leaned forward.

Holding the tissue with her fingertips, she carefully touched her lips.

Gu Ziyan raised her head cooperatively, opened her mouth slightly, exposing the wound, like a kitten with a white belly waiting for rua.

From an outsider's point of view, their posture at the moment looks like they are kissing.

"Okay," Peng Yuru withdrew his fingers and threw the blood-stained tissue into the trash can.

"I'm going to cook, what do you want to eat?"

Gu Ziyan felt a little embarrassed, pulling her fingers, "There are no ingredients in the kitchen."

"Nothing at all?"

"Ah."

Peng Yuru turned around and went to the kitchen door to have a look. Well, there was indeed nothing, not even oil and salt. She miscalculated, and she definitely couldn't make a cake.

Seeing Peng Yuru's thoughtful expression, Gu Ziyan suggested softly, "Shall we go out to eat?"

"it is good."

I don't know how long the kitchen utensils have not been used. Peng Yuru gave up the idea of ​​cooking in a hotel. She plans to rent a bakery for a while tomorrow to make cakes. Everything is available there, so it is much more convenient.

The two booked a private room in a western restaurant in advance, put on masks and sunglasses, and secretly took a taxi to have dinner.

"Why did you come here suddenly and didn't tell me?"

Although Gu Ziyan guessed that Peng Peng came to celebrate her birthday, she wanted to hear what Peng Peng told her personally.

"I want to give you a surprise, because tomorrow is a very important day."

"Is tomorrow an important day? What is it?"

She pretended not to understand.

"It's your birthday, little fool."

Peng Peng stretched out his hand and stroked her nose.

"Don't call me a fool, and, you? How do you know?"

She turned her head to hide.

"Because of you, tomorrow is given the meaning of being important."

Because it's your birthday, so I know.

Peng Yuru's eyes were very clear, Gu Ziyan pushed the steak that the waiter had just brought to her, and lowered her head to hide her reddish eye sockets.

"Help me cut."

"it is good."

Peng Yuru took the plate, looked up and gave her a glance, then picked up the knife and fork and began to cut the steak.

Every time she ate a steak, her mother would naturally push the steak to her father, and her father would naturally take it and cut it.

Now it's her turn.

Thinking of this, a smile could not help but hang on the corner of her mouth.

Gu Ziyan is a very sensitive person. She has a delicate mind and is also a little? Too? Sentimental, which means that she values ​​friendship, especially in terms of feelings.

The wound from eight years ago was very deep. After so many years, the wound has gradually healed, but the pain is still there.

She felt very lucky that the first person who was tempted after that incident was such a pure and pure Peng Peng.

She is really lucky to be able to pick this innocent flower of Gaoling.

Peng Yuru's hand holding the knife and fork was steady, and every small piece of steak was cut to a similar size, "It's cut."

She graduated from medical school, and she has a doctor's license, so it's a joke to cut a steak.

"Thank you~"

Gu Ziyan took the steak, smiled sweetly at Peng Peng, then picked up the sober red wine and poured her a glass.

After the two of them finished eating the steak, Gu Ziyan wanted to pour another glass for Peng Yuru, but she raised her hand to block it, "I don't drink well, you? Drink less too."

She doesn't hold a lot of alcohol, she can drink two bowls of 50° Baijiu casually, and she is still very sober, but she drinks very face, and she will blush after taking a sip, so she looks like she is about to get drunk.

"Come and drink with me~ Anyway, I have nothing to do tomorrow."

As soon as Gu Ziyan heard Peng Peng say that he can't drink enough, she became interested. She wanted to see what Peng Peng looked like when he was drunk.

Peng Yuru couldn't resist Gu Ziyan's coquettishness, so he could only persuade her kindly, "Then let's go back and have a drink?"

Gu Ziyan thought for a while, "Well, let's go back and drink."

Just as Peng Yuru got up and was about to pay the bill, Gu Ziyan grabbed her sleeve and added, eagerly, "Want? Drink three bottles."

"Can't drink that much?"

Peng Yuru looked at her helplessly, holding her hand in his palm, how could she be like a child.

"Yeah? Drink it, I can finish it."

"You'll get drunk, and getting drunk is bad for your health." Peng's style of keeping in good health.

"I have the final say or you have the final say?" What's not soft can come hard.

"You? Have the final say." Finally, he gave in.

"That's three bottles."

Gu Ziyan stretched out three fingers and shook them, looking a little smug.

Peng Yuru moved her fingers aside angrily, "Only this time."

"Uh-huh."

Want to eat sweets? Obediently.

When the two returned to the hotel, they had four bottles of red wine in their hands, three unopened bottles, and one bottle that was not finished during the meal just now, and Gu Ziyan also took it.

Gu Ziyan put the red wine on the coffee table, and suddenly found a question, "You? Where's your luggage?"

"In the room."

"You? Sleeping in Fan Junxiu's room?"

"Sleep with you?" Peng Yuru blinked, and pushed open the door of Gu Ziyan's bedroom. There was a silver suitcase beside the bed.

Gu Ziyan: I lifted a rock and shot myself in the foot.

Although there is nothing wrong with this, Gu Ziyan also believes that Peng Yuru will not do anything, but it is not necessarily the case after drinking.

"Ah."

She pretended to be calm, took out two goblets, and poured two glasses of wine, "Let's play a game, and the loser will drink."

"it is good."

Peng Yuru followed Gu Ziyan and sat on the sofa, "What game?"

"Idiom Solitaire, the pronunciation is the same. If you can't answer it, you lose. The loser has to drink, but you can say the first idiom in the next round."

"Well, then you start first?"

"Okay. Soldiers approaching the city!"

"The next is not an example"

"Immediate results"

……

The first game took a long time to end, and Gu Ziyan lost in the end, and then she almost kept losing, almost? After drinking two bottles, Peng Yuru occasionally put water, and only drank one or two glasses.

How can you say that Peng Yuru is also a fresh graduate, and her writing skills are still there, but Gu Ziyan is much better? I haven't played this game in years, so it's normal to compare.

Gu Ziyan's face was flushed from drinking, and her eyes were a little blurred, "I want to? Change the rules, whoever wins drinks, you? Start."

Peng Yuru was stunned, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "The country is overwhelmed."

"Ah, it's so difficult," Gu Ziyan said with an exaggerated expression, "I can't take it anymore, you? You won, drink it."

Peng Yuru: "..."

Can you still play like this?

She picked up the wine glass and drank it down, Gu Ziyan looked at her with her chin in her hand, "The one who wins starts."

She smiled, "Pride and pride."

Then he picked up the bottle and started to drink, "There is nothing to worry about."

A wisp of wine slid down the corner of her mouth and slipped under her collar, and she quickly finished the remaining half of the bottle.

His cheeks were stained crimson, his lips were rosy, but his eyes were still clear.

Gu Ziyan took her hand that was going to get the last bottle of red wine, "Don't drink it."

"But the game isn't over yet." Peng Yuru looked at her innocently, and even licked (more novels plus group 712273271) the liquid on his lips.

This is the little fairy.

Gu Ziyan ground her molars, "It's over."

"Then let's go take a shower and sleep."

Peng Yuru rested his hands on the buttons of his shirt, feeling a little hot from drinking.

"Wait a minute", Gu Ziyan pushed her hand away, and rolled her throat in disappointment, "I'll help you."

"Ah."

Peng Yuru lowered his hands, moved a little closer to her, and raised his head to expose his neck in front of her.

Gu Ziyan raised her hand, looked at the beautiful things in front of her, couldn't help touching her throat, and slid her fingertips across her side neck.

She tilted her head to avoid Gu Ziyan's clutches, her voice was hoarse, "itch."

On the side of the neck, the skin touched by Gu Ziyan was slightly red.

"I won't touch it anymore."

Gu Ziyan tactfully didn't move any more, she was responsible for getting angry.

Peng Yuru curled up her fingers nervously, "Yes."

The first button was undone.

Then Gu Ziyan put down her hand, her fingertips were trembling, she lowered her head and said, "Okay."

She is a coward, but she didn't dare to eat when Peng Peng delivered it to her door.

"It's still hot."

Peng Yuru tugged on the collar, looked down at her, and didn't notice anything unusual, "Again? Untie one for me."

She's just a little hot.

Then she took Gu Ziyan's hand, put it on her second button, and raised her head.

Ziyan's fingertips felt cool.

When Gu Ziyan touched that piece of skin, she retracted her hand like an electric shock.

Insatiable.

"is it not OK?"

Peng Yuru leaned back on the sofa and looked at Gu Ziyan with a very bewitching look.

Gu Ziyan stretched out her hand in a daze and put it on her button.

The second button was also undone.

She was obsessed with trying to undo the third button, Peng Yuru noticed it, but let her do it.

Anyway, I promised to show her.

But Gu Ziyan's hand suddenly became clumsy, and she didn't untie it for a long time, but it even rubbed Peng Yuru's fair skin all red.

She came back to her senses with a buzz, and withdrew her hand, "Next time you? Solve it yourself, you can't be so lazy."

Peng Yuru looked at her with a half-smile, "Yes."

"You? Go take a shower."

Gu Ziyan pulled her up and pushed her to the bathroom door.

Peng Yuru grabbed her wrist, "What about you?"

"I'll help you? Pack your luggage."

"Go again later", Peng Yuru dragged her into the bathroom.

"Now, let's take a shower together."

The author has something to say:

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