Chapter 43: Forty-third

Chapter 43
When he woke up, the sky was bright, Song Yi's eyes squinted, and the warm sunlight shined on his bare arms through the window, warm, but a little dazzling, he subconsciously wanted to turn over, implicating a certain part of the sting.
"hiss……"
Song Yi rubbed her eyes, looked at the bright veil on top of her head, and realized that she was not at home after a long time.
He and Gu Xingchuan slept again.
In the first two special periods, although he was conscious, his memory was not strong. Song Yi just probably remembered that.
This time he has a clear mind and remembers it clearly. Gu Xingchuan, the bastard, said so well, he didn't pity jade at all. Like beasts, he is too capable of fucking. Is this a human or a donkey
Song Yi turned her head and buried her face in the pillow in shame. She couldn't help but think of those blushing and heart-pounding images. The two of them were so crazy, leaving traces in every corner of the room.
At the end, Gu Xingchuan hugged him like a child and lay in the bathtub. He opened his eyes in confusion and looked at the bright stars of Los Angeles above his head. Gu Xingchuan leaned on his ears while counting the stars with his strength...
This is something human can do
At this moment, with an arm around his waist behind him, Gu Xingchuan got up half seated, looked at him sideways, with a relaxed posture, and whispered, "baby, good morning."
With a perfunctory "um" in Song Yi's nose, she fell asleep, and now she regrets it as an afterthought. Apart from making trouble, it's useless.
Gu Xingchuan touched his soft earlobes, "Are you hungry and want to eat something"
"Whatever..." Song Yi wouldn't dare to look at him, a little bit ashamed.
Gu Xingchuan leaned down and kissed him on the cheek, "I'm going to buy breakfast, you are taking a break."
After he finished speaking, he jumped out of bed and walked to the closet in front of Song Yi with a big grin. He opened the cabinet and took a pair of dark sports shorts. He bent down and put on the straight and strong calf, the line from calf to thigh was tight. It was especially beautiful. The culprit who caused Song Yi's waist and back pain dangled in front of Song Yi's eyes during the interval between this movement. The embarrassed Song Yi looked away and pretended not to see anything.
When the door panel closed with a "bang" sound, Song Yi turned over and lay on the bed, rubbing her forehead against the pillow annoyedly, muttering the meditation curse silently in her mouth.
This improper male-male relationship can be regarded as fulfilled.
He can't think of any good way now. If he sleeps for the first time, it can be said that it is a misunderstanding. The second time, the situation is forced and compelled. This time he is looking for a high-sounding reason. It is too hypocritical.
He just didn't resist Gu Xingchuan's temptation for a while. In that case, few people could control it. At that time, his mind was full of the most primitive impulses of mankind, and everything else was just ignorant.
Song Yi sighed deeply, and sat up strenuously with his arms on the bed. Since he didn't know what to do, he didn't think too much.
To be a human being, you still have to start a bit, and the soldiers will come to cover the water and earth, and the boat will naturally be straight at the bridgehead.
Song Yi took a shower. Gu Xingchuan had already bought breakfast and came back. The soy milk fritters from the nearby Chinese restaurant were steaming hot, and there were some cold side dishes.
"Come and have a taste, this fried dough stick is quite famous." Gu Xingchuan put the fried dough stick soy milk into the bowl.
Song Yi was really hungry. Applauding for love is a very exhausting thing. His eyelashes are drooping, and he eats with small mouthfuls, chewing slowly, as if eating royal food.
Gu Xingchuan took a sip of the American coffee he brought back, with one hand supporting his chin, looking straight at him, looking forward to it, waiting for praise, and asked: "Did I satisfy you last night?"
Song Yi stagnated, pretending that nothing happened, and said indifferently: "It's okay."
"What's it like?" Gu Xingchuan squinted his eyes, his eyes slowly portraying his precious features, and forced to ask: "Good or bad"
Song Yi has never slept with other alphas, and there is no comparison, but if he compares with himself as an alpha, he really can't do it for hours without interruption, how can he be alive the next day.
So Gu Xingchuan is not a human at all.
But Song Yi didn't want to show her timidity. He took a sip of the soy milk in the cup and smiled softly, "It's pretty good, but it's a bit worse than me."
"Bringing bragging." Gu Xingchuan raised his eyebrows and curled his lips, with a look of disbelief.
Song Yi was calm and relaxed, anyway, no one could break this lie, and it was okay to say what he wanted. "If you haven't seen it, you feel bragging. It only shows that you have no knowledge."
When Gu Xingchuan was about to speak, Song Yi shrank, bending down suddenly, and his shoulders twitching violently. He was shocked and rushed forward to hold Song Yi's falling body, "What's wrong with you?"
"Calf cramps..." Song Yi lost the brilliance on her face.
Gu Xingchuan helped him sit back on the stool, squatted down and lifted his ankle on his thigh, gently kneading the calf muscles, and smiling playfully, "Just like you, better than me"
The warm palms slightly relieved the cramping and tense muscles, and they knead very comfortably. Song Yi leaned on the back of the chair, looking at him from top to bottom, thinking that you bastard, the leg cramps were not your cause, or if you were pregnant , My own good physique will not lack calcium, let alone leg cramps.
Thinking of this, Song Yi was a little angry, snorted softly, and mocked: "It's a good pinch, and you can still have a meal if you are unemployed."
Gu Xingchuan raised his head and squinted evilly, "I'm going to be unemployed. You will be the bed sitter at your house and feed you every day."
Song Yi squinted at him and chuckled, "No, my temple is small and can't afford you as a great god."
Gu Xingchuan glanced at him, and said in an unpleasant voice: "Today we are going to Palm Springs to play. There are rock climbing and mountain climbing projects. Just you who are sick, go to the hot springs."
After speaking, he pinched his thigh through his pajamas, expressing his dissatisfaction with actions.
Song Yi's legs no longer hurt, and he will be in a bad mood. He also wants to climb the mountain, but it is not all dependent on Gu Xingchuan. He quickly lifted his foot and kicked Gu Xingchuan's straight shoulder.
Gu Xingchuan leaned back unbalanced and quickly stabilized his figure. He stared at him like a wolf for a second, then stood up suddenly, holding his thin ankle, pushing up, and pushing his knee. Pressed on the chest, "Well, the leg doesn't hurt anymore"
This posture was wide open, and it was very ambiguous. Song Yi had a lingering fear and glared at him, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Gu Xingchuan quickly lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice, "It's me who is useless, and it gives you the strength to kick people."
Song Yi glanced at him and turned away calmly, "Hurry up and call a car."
"Okay." Gu Xingchuan squeezed his chin and kissed him firmly before willing to give up.
Los Angeles was very close to Palm Springs. Two hours later, Song Yi got out of the car. As a characteristic desert tourist city, the sky is dazzling, green palm trees swaying in two rows on the road, and a fountain with a Cupid statue worked tirelessly.
They happened to be at the Palm Springs Film Festival, and the movie theaters could see the film projects that participated in this election. Song Yi saw that there was a literary film director he particularly liked on the list and booked two movie tickets with great interest. Plan to feast your eyes on in advance.
The movie theater is located on the fourth floor of the mall. Song Yi and Gu Xingchuan walked into the elevator, and there was a young Chinese couple who was greasy and crooked.
The girl was holding a half-person-tall bunny doll in her arms, with white fur and light pink ears, hanging on the side of her swollen face, and carrying an orange carrot on her back, which was very cute.
Song Yi looked at it a few more times, thinking that she could buy one for Song Jie's baby, but she didn't know whether it would be so big or not.
Gu Xingchuan noticed his eyes, held his arms, touched him with his elbow, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want it?"
Song Yi nodded, and said in a low voice, "I will go out later to see where I can sell it."
Just after he finished speaking, the little couple standing in front seemed to have some little conflict. The girl shook her boyfriend's arm and acted like a baby, "Don't be angry with Simon, you are very handsome in my heart!"
The man asked jokingly: "How handsome I am"
"More handsome than Gu Xingchuan!" The girl laughed, her tone exaggerated.
Gu Xingchuan laughed out loud, and held the brown sunglasses on the bridge of his nose with one hand. Song Yi reminded softly: "The little couple is flirting, don't disturb them."
Gu Xingchuan snorted, "We are also young lovers, and they bother us."
Song Yi was startled and couldn't help but blurt out and asked: "Do you think we are a couple"
Gu Xingchuan was stunned by his question, his face was not pretty, "What do you think we are related to?"
Song Yi wondered if we two were pao friends. When did we become lovers, the relationship progressed too quickly.
He did not answer this question, and the two entered the movie theater, Gu Xingchuan said without a word with a calm face.
Song Yile's peaceful appreciation of this literary and artistic film, thanks to his favorite director, is very delicate and warm, with a tragic tone, but full of artistic sense.
After most of the movie, Song Yi was fascinated by the movie. Gu Xingchuan suddenly turned his head to his ear, rubbing his cool lips against his earlobe, and the warm breath enveloped the sensitive skin behind his ears. Song Yi could not stop. I tremble for a while, my heart slows down, "What are you doing?"
Gu Xingchuan seriously questioned: "What do you think is our relationship?"
Song Yi glanced at him, looked at him as if he was joking, and said with a serious face: "Don't you want to be pao friends with me? Your goal has been achieved."
Gu Xingchuan looked at him steadily, like a nail, as if he was about to be nailed through, bathing in such a sharp gaze, Song Yi pursed his lips unnaturally, and coughed dryly.
After a while, Gu Xingchuan raised his hand and squeezed his cheek vigorously, "You are the first person who dares to do this to me."
Song Yi rubbed her sore cheeks, inexplicably uncomfortable.
After Gu Xingchuan said this, he turned off the fire. When the movie was over, he glanced at Song Yi coldly and got up and went to the garage to pick up the car.
Song Yi felt that he seemed to be angry, but didn't understand the point of anger. Although he knew his charm was great, he wouldn't let Gu Xingchuan love his love to die and live. This kind of thing made no sense. .
He shook his head and walked to the door of the mall to wait for the car to come over to the next attraction.
Under the setting sun, there was an endless stream of people coming and going, the voices of people were noisy, and a familiar voice sounded from behind, full of joy.
Song Yi turned her head in shock, Shen Li was dressed coolly, standing in front of an ice cream stall, holding a cone in his hand, and waving at him excitedly.
Song Yi was a little at a loss. He didn't expect to see Shen Li here.
Shen Li walked over quickly, trying to hug him. He realized that he had a cone in his hand, and stopped his movements. He smiled and said, "I really saw you here."
"Yeah" Song Yi was puzzled, as expected
Shen Li clicked his chin in embarrassment, his eyes lit up, "I saw the Los Angeles song you shared. Guess if you will come to Los Angeles for vacation, I chose this honeymoon. I didn't expect to meet you. !"
Song Yi recovered, not happy about Shen Li's behavior of crossing the line, and smiled politely: "Then we are very destined."
Shen Li's expression was stagnant, he didn't wait for his enthusiasm, and was a little unaccustomed, with a long "Oh" with a grievance, "You don't want to see me"
"No, I am very happy to see you." Song Yi smiled slightly, not reaching the bottom of her eyes.
Shen Li bit his lip, and stared at Song Yi behind him for a while, Song Yi twisted her neck, her back stiffened, and a man with a familiar face came over.
The man is less than thirty years old. In tropical weather, his face is pale and bloodless, his lips are thin, his jaw is shaved, and his facial features are overly feminine. When he looks at people, he feels like being stared at by a wet viper.
When the man saw Song Yi, he was stunned and froze in place with a strange expression. After a few seconds, he walked quickly and said nonchalantly, "Xiao Li, he is your friend."
Shen Li nodded, afraid to look at Song Yi's face, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Sorry, Song Yi, Zhou Moquan is my fiance."
Song Yi said in a calm tone: "Very good, I wish you happiness."
No wonder Zhou Moquan happened to ran into Shen Li when he arrived in the seaside city. The man on Shen Li's birthday who held the banner with great fanfare should be Zhou Moquan.
It's funny, they will be together.
Song Yi and Zhou Moquan are grudges. Everyone knows everything inside and outside the circle, but Shen Li chose Zhou Moquan as his fiancé, which is really mocking.
Song Yi felt that the surrounding air made him feel uncomfortable, disgusting.
Shen Li tangled for a while, raised his head embarrassingly, and looked at Shi Song Yishi's pupils. Song Yi's slender and white neck was half a bright hickey under the cover of his collar, like a rose petal.
"You have a boyfriend" Shen Li opened his mouth, and his lower lip jittered weakly.
Zhou Moquan took a few breaths, wanted to talk, but pressed his lips alive.
Song Yi realized the look in Shen Li's eyes, raised his hand and touched his neck, thinking about how to answer this question.
A black Bentley rammed and smashed and parked beside him. The engine was buzzing and trembling. Gu Xingchuan pushed open the door of the driver's seat and walked away with his long legs.
He wears a cool t-shirt, lightweight jeans, a tall nose with sunglasses, and a tall and straight figure, especially like a fashion magazine model. Except for a rabbit doll under his arm, he now looks like a rebellious children's show. host.