Chapter 28: Twenty-eighth

Chapter Twenty Eight
In the actor's profession, he often turns day and night, eats irregularly, has a lot of entertainment, and has some stomach problems. Song Yi had this situation occasionally before, but it happened too frequently recently.
"You still want to go for a drink now" Gu Xingchuan frowned.
Song Yi rinsed her mouth, the stomach was sore and nauseated, she straightened her waist, squeezed her cheek, "Thank you for sending me to Tianqin Bay, I won't go to the bar anymore."
If you can't drink, you can only relax with friends.
Gu Xingchuan glared at him, "Who are you going to find?"
"I am a friend." Song Yi sat back in the co-pilot, drew her hair in the rearview mirror, and adjusted her appearance.
When Gu Xingchuan saw him like this, he saw that he was about to meet important people, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and pretended to ask casually: "A or o is married?"
"Cheng Song, you have seen it." Song Yi said casually, answering strange questions lazily.
"Cheng Song was looking for your old man in the coastal city last time." Gu Xingchuan was deeply impressed by Cheng Song, especially the happy appearances of Song Yi and Cheng Song calling.
Song Yi gave him a white look, and said seriously: "Cheng Song is only thirty years old, not an old man, don't call him that."
Gu Xingchuan calmly said, "You want me to send you to find Cheng Song"
"If it is not convenient for you, I can drive by myself." Song Yi gestured to get out of the car.
Gu Xingchuan swiftly sat back in the driving seat, buckled the safety lock, and snorted in his nose, "You can go find him, I'll go with you."
When meeting Gu Xingchuan for the first time, he didn’t give Cheng Song face, Song Yi remembered clearly, he frowned, "Don't follow me, what are you going to do?"
"Then you are not allowed to go." Gu Xingchuan shook his hand to block, stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove out of the parking space.
Song Yi froze for a few seconds, in a bad mood, don't turn his face to look at the receding scenery outside the car window.
Gu Xingchuan held his breath, stared at the road for a while, and kept thinking about Song Yi and Cheng Song's phone call after the incident last time. It was a joy to go to the movies, fuck, and such things.
After a while, he gloomily test the enemy's situation: "You go to Cheng Song at night, my wife doesn't mind."
Song Yi twisted her neck to look at him, calmly said: "Cheng Song is not married, we are friends."
"Which friends are you going to watch a movie with? Go to him at night?" Gu Xingchuan knew that he had crossed over, but he felt uncomfortable not to ask.
Song Yi couldn't stand it anymore, "You don't have friends, don't you think so dirty, okay"
Gu Xingchuan squeezed the steering wheel hard, angrily, "I won't watch movies with friends."
Song Yi curled her lips, "Didn't we watch the movie together"
"You are not my friend." Gu Xingchuan said without hesitation.
Song Yi said "Oh", this was a bit heartbreaking, and he thought that getting along these days was a little affectionate.
I didn't even think about it as a friend.
When the red light was waiting for the red light, Gu Xingchuan saw Song Yi's listlessness and realized that he had said something wrong. His jaw jumped tightly, and a line was squeezed from between his teeth, "You are better than a friend."
"Is that right?" Song Yi got a little bit more energetic and felt more comfortable, otherwise it would be too miserable for her classmates and colleagues for so many years to be even friends.
Gu Xingchuan pressed his lips bluntly. The word friend made him feel uncomfortable, so his friend.
When Gu Xingchuan drove to his home, Song Yi was taken aback, and followed the door of Shumen Shulu.
It's cleaner than before. Song Yi changed her slippers, sat on the soft sofa in the living room, played with her mobile phone, and returned work messages in her mailbox.
Gu Xingchuan didn't know how to tinker with things in the kitchen, so he was scrubbing.
After Song Yi returned the email, she was bored and got up and strolled around Gu Xingchuan's house.
This house is too big, with three floors above and below, with a garden swimming pool. When he came here before, he was so angry that he had not visited it.
This time, he felt the power of capital. If he worked hard for ten or eight years, he would also give himself a whole house for the elderly, and then raise a dog to look after the nursing home, and life in his old age would be endless.
He strolled around, returned to the first floor, and stopped in front of a door of a half-covered room. The room was surrounded by sound-proof materials, and the surrounding walls were covered with musical instruments. There was also a karaoke machine. It is a karaoke room.
He opened the door and walked in, picked up the microphone stand, weighed heavily on the microphone, and saw the projector opposite, linked to a teleprompter, Gu Xingchuan had nothing to do and recorded the song at home.
Song Yi herself is an actor, she acts every day during work, and she doesn't want to touch work at all in her spare time.
Just thinking about it, Song Yi smelled a faint scent of rice and a sweet appetite.
Gu Xingchuan stood outside the door, looking at him strangely, "What are you doing here?"
"I just wander around." Song Yi shrugged and looked around. "You are pretty good here."
Gu Xingchuan's expression relaxed a little, "Nothing to look at, I usually record songs here occasionally."
"You go to the station." Song Yi pointed to a trophy shelf by the wall. There were a dazzling array of golden and crystal trophies. One of the cartoon-shaped little trophies stood out from the crowd.
Song Yi praised: "The annual popularity award of station l, which district are you from?"
This trophy is not easy to get, it will only be available after the fans reach one million, Gu Xingchuan actually has a million fans at station l
Gu Xingchuan glanced at him, his face did not change, "In the living quarters, the food is getting cold, can you still eat?"
Song Yi was very curious, "What are you doing in the living area"
Although they don't pay much attention, there are not many up owners with millions of fans in the living area.
Gu Xingchuan lowered his face, "Are you going to eat or talk nonsense"
Song Yi was very hungry. He hadn't eaten anything in the afternoon and went to the table. Within a few minutes, Gu Xingchuan brought out a bowl of white porridge, a plate of lotus vegetables, and a plate of small green vegetables from the kitchen.
The appearance is good, and it looks like an index finger.
The taste of white porridge is very light, but it is steaming hot, and it is warm in the stomach. With side dishes, it is fresh and refreshing and full of life.
Gu Xingchuan put down the dishes and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes. He was busy going up and down in the semi-open kitchen. On one side of his head, Song Yi could see his tall and slender back, humming an unknown English song, and he was at ease.
Song Yi was a little moved. In fact, he hadn't eaten a meal quietly for a long time. He was in a hurry to eat in the crew. When he got home, Zhao Hongyan was busy playing mahjong, and he was doing some cooking, otherwise it was the takeaway outside.
He hasn't experienced this kind of "home" feeling for a long time.
Song Yi smiled bitterly, it was really a bit miserable, mixed to this point, he actually experienced the illusion of warmth from his rival.
He really should find someone to live.
After eating, Gu Xingchuan turned out a disc and put it in the DVD player. The screen turned for a while. It was the "xxx" he and the two had watched in the theater last time.
Although Song Yi likes watching this movie, it would be boring to watch it twice in a short time, "Can you change the movie?"
Gu Xingchuan glanced at him, stretched out his long legs and sat beside him, and said calmly, "Don't you like it?"
His idea is very simple. If Song Yi is tired of watching Song Yi, Song Yi will not watch this with Cheng Song's house.
"Look at it." Song Yi began to feel sleepy, and recently returned from the crew, her normal schedule has not been adjusted.
When Gu Xingchuan came out of the shower, he had fallen asleep on the sofa with his pillow.
The clock was eleven o'clock in the evening, and everything around was silent, only the sound from the TV set slightly moved.
Gu Xingchuan squatted next to Song Yi and leaned her neck to look at him. Song Yi’s breathing was even and long, and the hair gel had no effect. A few locks of hair were stuck on her cheeks, looking very soft, and her glasses were crooked and slanted. With a straight nose and a serene posture, he looks like a well-behaved cub.
It was too quiet. Gu Xingchuan heard his own heartbeat. He paused, stretched out his hand and patted Song Yi's cheek, "Go to bed and sleep here, you will catch a cold."
Song Yi rubbed the pillow, her eyes sleepy, half-opened and half-closed, "No, I should go home."
"It's too late, you sleep at my house tonight." Gu Xingchuan couldn't help but press his shoulder.
How dare Song Yi spend the night here? How can I say that he has both slept, and it's okay to come to have a home-cooked meal. If you really spend the night at Gu Xingchuan's house, one by one, it is easy to wipe the gun and get angry.
He backhanded on the sofa and wanted to get up, but he couldn't hold back Gu Xingchuan's strength. After a long time, he couldn't move. He said angrily: "Don't move your hands to me."
Gu Xingchuan looked at him condescendingly, stretched out his hand to pinch his face, and pinched a depression on his white and clean cheek, "I moved you, what happened?"
Song Yi was in a good mood at first, but she became angry when she heard this, but because of her cheek being pinched, she couldn't say a word.
When the rabbit was in a hurry, he wanted to bite. Go fuck. Song Yi turned his face and opened his mouth to take a bite. Gu Xingchuan's hand held by his mouth, but Gu Xingchuan seemed to have anticipated his actions and opened his mouth in Song Yi. In an instant, he kissed hard, entangled with the savage breath, depriving him of the right to breathe.
Song Yi was dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning.
Unlike the hasty kiss in the coastal city last time, the atmosphere today is really good, Gu Xingchuan’s concentration of the kiss, Song Yi looked at the eyelashes close at hand inflaming, and stunned. What is this?
Song Yi pushed his shoulders away, his face was hot with anger, he wiped his wet lips, and cursed: "You have something wrong."
He blushed like this, his lips made himself redder, and the people who watched were thinking about it, and his heart was pounding.
Gu Xingchuan licked his lips, feeling happy, and said confidently: "I can prove that I can not only move my hands and feet, but also my mouth."
Before Song Yi could catch his breath, he grabbed a pillow next to him and threw it up, "You're a stinky hooligan!"
He didn't want to think of those two nights, but every time Gu Xingchuan had close contact, he had to make him remember.