Chapter 48: Forty-eighth

Chapter Forty Eight
Song Yi's body stiffened, he leaned back an inch slightly, and moved the distance between the two people. "This is too fast."
Although a great man once said: Love without the purpose of getting married is a hooliganism, but Song Yi believes that being a hooligan is also good.
He feels that he is very conflicted when facing Gu Xingchuan. On the one hand, he enjoys the freshness of being with Gu Xingchuan. On the other hand, he subconsciously resists the further development of this relationship.
"Hurry up?" Gu Xingchuan blinked, and stretched out his hand to pinch the soft flesh on his waist, "I just took you home to see my parents, and I didn't want to force you to get married."
Song Yi adjusted his breathing. The air in the bathroom didn't circulate, and Gu Xingchuan clung to him again. The air was full of the slight salty taste of Gu Xingchuan's body after exercise, with a vibrant desire, which made him feel very uncomfortable. The light in the eyes dimmed, and he said softly: "I just don't think we are in this state right now. Think about it, if we break up in a month, how can we explain to your parents"
Gu Xingchuan squinted his eyes and questioned unhappily, "Are you just waiting to break up with me"
"No, because our current relationship is unstable, so there is no need..."
Song Yi was halfway through, and Gu Xingchuan pushed him into the bathtub with one hand, pulling his clothes fiercely with one hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up, agree to Article 3 of Chapter Three, and refuse to be too rational."
Song Yi vaguely heard the sound of the fabric breaking. Within a few seconds, the buttons were fully opened, and the upper body was chilly, and he was dazed, "What are you doing?"
Gu Xingchuan stared at him, leaned over to hold his white earlobe, and slapped heavily, "After telling you that you want to listen to me, you still have so many opinions, and it makes me angry."
"I didn't say anything about it." Song Yi shrank her neck, pushing Gu Xingchuan's head in a gentle way, and whispered: "Don't tell your uncles and aunts that we are in love, and we won't tell you until the relationship is stable in the future. late."
What he dislikes most is letting others down.
"For someone like my dad, you think he can't guess if I don't say it." Gu Xingchuan's hands were dishonest, as if he was dancing tango on Song Yi.
Song Yi's ears were red, and she gave a soft "um", barely concentrated, "Don't do it, uncle sees that it is one thing, you tell him it is another thing, our relationship, before we are sure, Don't tell anyone."
Gu Xingchuan turned his head to look at him, bit his cheek bitterly, and said thickly, "How much I make you worry I want to fall in love with others, they can't wait to tell the world, you cover it up. What kind of power"
"Calm down." Song Yi turned on the faucet of the bathtub, took a handful of water with one hand, washed the earlobe of the shampoo, and said calmly: "We are trying to make it fit, like an experiment. It is an iterative process of reconciliation, and the result is not known yet, so there is no need to tell everyone. It’s OK to wait until the test result is confirmed."
Gu Xingchuan looked at him straight, waited for Song Yi to finish saying the last word, and snorted to express his disdain, "Don't think I don't know what you call attention, you just want to dump me in a month."
He paused, squeezing Song Yi’s straight nose, and admonishing unreasonably, "Song Yi, I have made it clear to you now. Don’t even think about it. There is no door. I won’t break up with you. If you dare to break up with me, I will confess to you live on Weibo and tell everyone in the world that you are my person. Let’s not mix in this circle."
Song Yi is a reasonable person, so he can't bother him in the aspect of being unreasonable. He was temporarily convinced and pushed Gu Xingchuan's hard shoulders, "You win, get up, I want to make up for the rest."
"How can I make up for it?" Gu Xingchuan grabbed his wrist, stared at the white skin behind Song Yi's ear, and licked his lips unconsciously, "Don't make up for it, make up for me."
Song Yina didn't know what he meant, and she was speechless. She could still think about the things after strenuous exercise. She was really strong.
He squinted at Gu Xingchuan pretending to be disgusted, "Go away, your sweat is so stinky."
Gu Xingchuan raised his arm and smelled himself, reached out his hand to touch a bottle of shampoo from the shelf next to the bathtub, and handed it to Song Yi, Nunu's jaw, "If you think I am dirty, wash my hair and wash people's hair. Yes"
"I'll wash the dog, I haven't washed it before."
"You can wash yourself as you please." Gu Xingchuan lowered his head and handed his head to Song Yi.
Song Yi looked at a messy head in front of him, took the shampoo, took the shower in one hand, adjusted it to the largest water spray, and instantly moistened Gu Xingchuan's hair, which was short, hard and messy. Cocked, a drop of water tickled along the tip of her hair on Song Yi's bare skin.
The slight coolness made Song Yi regain her senses. This time, the clothes will be wide open. He stretched out his hand to close the open skirt. Gu Xingchuan squeezed his wrist lightly and mumbled: "Don't move, I want to watch ."
"What are you looking at?" Song Yi thought to himself that he is both male, what's so good about him.
Gu Xingchuan didn't look up, his hoarse voice was especially clear, "Grandma."
Song Yi let out a long "Oh" and calmly said, "Your grandma is not here. Call her if you think about her."
As he spoke, he squeezed a large amount of shampoo into his palm, squeezing it as if it was not enough, until he was full of shampoo, and nothing else was stuck on the back of Gu Xingchuan's head. Sprinkle it on, spray it on the shampoo, and a lot of bubbles came out.
Gu Xingchuan wiped his eyes with his arms, and said in a false sense of grievance: "You got foam in my eyes."
Song Yi said "I'm sorry." without emotion, took the opportunity to push him away, stepped out of the bathtub, washed his slimy hands at the sink, and walked out and said, "Excuse me, I poured too much shampoo. Yes, you can wash it for at least half an hour."
The moment he closed the door, he heard Gu Xingchuan yelling angrily, "You're looking for death." Song Yi was indifferently happy and refreshed.
Hum, let your eyes look everywhere.
Gu Xingchuan came out of the shower and wiped his hair. No matter how he smelled it, there was a strong smell of shampoo.
Song Yi was already sleeping soundly in bed.
The sun was shining at noon outside. Gu Xingchuan knelt on the edge of the bed, pressing a deep depression on the bed. He rolled the hair on the back of Song Yi's head with his hand, and gently tugged, "Really asleep."
It's only twelve o'clock at noon, and it's not time for a nap.
Song Yi didn’t respond, breathing long, Gu Xingchuan leaned forward, and couldn’t see if he was pretending to be asleep. As an actor, Song Yi’s acting skills were very good. He curled his lips and said maliciously, "I found you are old." , Looks good when not in school."
Song Yi still didn't react at all, and she looked really asleep.
Gu Xingchuan could only get sulking. He climbed onto the bed and sat next to Song Yi. He stretched out his hand to retaliate and took away the thin quilt from Song Yi. After a few seconds, he looked at Song Yi’s thin shoulders, worried that Song Yi would catch a cold. Cover it back.
He looked at Song Yi's face, snorted angrily, then sighed after a while.
Song Yi opened her eyes lightly and glanced at the quilt under her shoulder, feeling funny and angry.
The next day, Song Yi and Gu Xingchuan boarded the plane to Seattle together. Song Yi didn’t want to stay here. Apart from promising Gu Xingchuan, more importantly, he didn’t want to face Shen Li and Zhou Moquan for the time being. To be happy, I don't want to find any unhappiness for myself.
The temperature in Seattle is indeed much lower than in Los Angeles. It is like summer and autumn. Song Yi got off the plane and put on a misty blue sweater on his shirt, which looked gentle and elegant.
Gu Xingchuan's simple black sweater, dark jeans, and a leisurely posture as always. He walks in the clear sunlight. One is like a knowledgeable scholar in the university, and the other is like a model who has passed PS photos on the European street. They look different but inexplicable. Harmony and complement each other.
Song Yi had heard that all the wealthy people in Seattle lived on Mercer Island, but it was the first time I saw him. He was sitting on a cruise ship and saw from a distance a large crowd of buildings on the island with white spires. It is strewn with the golden domes and looks pleasing to the eye.
Song Yi suddenly felt a little pressure.
Gu Xingchuan put his arm on the railing, looked at Song Yi's expression, and said with relief: "My family lives here because my dad likes sea fishing, but I don't have much money."
Song Yi smiled and glanced at him, "I know, I'm not afraid."
Although she was under pressure, Song Yi was also a person who had met the world, and it was okay to maintain her surface calmness.
After getting off the cruise ship, Song Yi got in the car again. The driver who drove was the one who picked him up in Los Angeles last time. They smiled faintly at the sight of them, and went straight to a group of lush-covered houses.
The two rows of the road are full of platanus trees, and there is a small artificial pond at the door with a few leisurely white swans. Gu Xingchuan’s house and Song Yi’s imagined large mansion are still somewhat different. The white and brown exterior walls are the main colors. It has an idyllic scenery, looks very casual, and can feel the atmosphere of the owner.
Song Yi followed Gu Xingchuan across the doors and into the living room. Under the huge bright crystal lamp, the golden teak furniture was shining brightly.
A middle-aged woman dressed casually greeted her with a smile, "Master has worked the road, sit down and take a rest. The husband and wife have gone to the city with his wife, and can only come back at night."
"Okay." Gu Xingchuan patted Song Yi on the shoulder, and the two sat on the huge sofa in the living room together.
Song Yi looked up and looked around. The golden dome was very beautiful. He said half-jokingly: "Your house should have that kind of servants in uniforms and in groups, and there should be a British butler. London accent."
Gu Xingchuan squeezed his cheek affectionately, and smiled lightly, "Our driver and aunt are all from China with my dad. For more than 20 years, like their relatives, they don't come to the feudal society."
Song Yi sighed inwardly, thinking that Gu Shaoyuan is indeed a good person. Some people are willing to follow him for more than 20 years. No wonder they can do such a big business.
The phone in his pocket dinged, Song Yi took it out and took a look. Shen Li sent a WeChat message asking him to leave the hotel room.
Gu Xingchuan turned his head and glanced, frowned, curled his lips, "You want to give him back"
Song Yi replied to Shen Li briefly and vaguely. She was about to turn off her mobile phone. When she saw Gu Xingchuan's WeChat id, she didn't know when it changed to "white."
"Gu Shao changed to the literary line" Song Yi joked with a smile.
Gu Xingchuan spread his arms around his waist and whispered, "Isn't your id called a dream?"
While he was talking, while Song Yi was still in a daze, he took Song Yi's mobile phone and deleted Shen Li's WeChat neatly.