Chapter 78: What would Gu Ye's mother say when she came to him?

Qiao Yang said in a very soft voice, with some hesitation. His complexion was reddish, but his expression was serious.
Gu Ye grabbed his dishonest hand, observed him carefully for a while, and chuckled: "Baby, are you awake from alcohol?"
Qiao Yang nodded seriously: "Well, I woke up. I'm really not drunk."
The two lie on their sides facing each other in an intimate embrace. The scent of each other and the fragrance of the shower gel exuding from the body are entwined around, which also makes the atmosphere more comfortable and pleasant.
Gu Ye bowed his head and kissed Qiao Yang's red cheeks, and then asked him in a low voice, "Aren't you sleepy?"
Qiao Yang: "...not sleepy."
Gu Ye: "Want to try?"
Qiao Yang raised his head slightly, pretending to be overbearing, and asked: "Let me?"
Gu Ye picked up the phone to check the time: 23:10. Qiao Yang can indeed make trouble for a while.
"Let."
He raised his hand to fiddle with the hair on Qiao Yang's forehead, in a low voice with indulgence and ambiguity, and asked: "Then you, what do you want to do?"
Qiao Yang kissed Gu Ye on the chin and said, "What else? That's it."
After speaking, he stretched his hand and slid down towards Gu Ye's lower back.
But in the end, it is the strength to hold up. The action exposed his jerky, fingertips slipped around but didn't know what to do, and he left him still at a loss.
Gu Ye didn't hide, but looked at him with a smile. He curled up his legs and touched Qiao Yang's place with his knees and asked, "Do you want to use your place?"
Soft lump.
Qiao Yang:...
The ability and dignity as a man have been seriously questioned and hit.
Qiao Yang found a soft spot on Gu Ye's body and pinched him hard, and said angrily, "Wait, I'll get up in a while."
Gu Ye frowned in pain, but was not angry at all.
He bowed his head and kissed Qiao Yang again, and asked, "My dear, how do you tell which direction you are?"
Qiao Yang: "How else to judge? Look here."
He put his hand on Gu Ye's back and moved to the front, unfaithfully grabbing Gu Ye's hand, "Your... is not suitable."
Gu Ye raised his mouth: "Why is it inappropriate?"
Qiao Yang: "Too..."
He closed his mouth.
The last thing a man wants to admit is this kind of thing, but the facts are in front of him and he has to accept it.
Gu Ye can easily wrap him with one hand, but it takes a lot of effort for him to help Gu Ye. My hands are sore every time, more tired than playing the piano.
Gu Ye was afraid of hurting his little boyfriend's dignity again, turned the suffocated smile into a kiss, and kissed Qiao Yang's lips, which he did not want to admit defeat.
When Gu Ye really wanted to kiss, he was focused and long. Sometimes he is careful and gentle, sometimes strong and domineering.
It was difficult for Qiao Yang to resist this tall and tough man, and he was quickly out of breath.
It made his sleepy body weaker and weaker, and he could only ask for a kiss from Gu Ye.
In the dim consciousness, he noticed that the stuff Gu Ye poked on his leg was getting hotter and harder, like the endless terrifying energy accumulated before the eruption of a volcano.
Qiao Yang reluctantly thought: Tonight he is going to strain his piano hands again.
Gu Ye stopped, he hugged Qiao Yang even more, and asked in a low voice, "I really want to try? Do you know how to do it?"
The strong hug, the low and mute voice, and the hot breath on his face all declared that the man in front of him was enduring something.
Qiao Yang was panicked. He feels like a little rabbit who has been standing unsteadily, facing a roaring lion but trying to eat his meat.
He flinched, panting lightly and said, "I, I also... don't know how to do it. That's probably the case."
Gu Ye looked down at Qiao Yang and asked in a low voice, "Why... let me teach you tonight?"
He raised his head and stroked Qiao Yang's face. On the exposed arm, the tough honey-colored muscle lines became clearer.
Inside is the power that the man is eager to burst out, but the feeling of the palm of his hand resting on his face is very soft, but the temperature of the palm is hot.
teach?
Qiao Yang looked up at Gu Ye, and saw his eyes dripping with and intense flames that were no less than body temperature, which could swallow people and burn them.
He is more guilty and softer, not knowing what to do. The dishonest hand placed on Gu Ye's back had already been retracted into his arms.
He thought: Anyway, this matter is the same for everyone, and Gu Ye does seem to be more experienced than him, so it's better to watch Gu Ye do it first. Write it down first, and give it to him next time if you have enough energy?
He buried his head in Gu Ye's arms, and replied with a guilty conscience, "...that's OK."
But he didn't know that Gu Ye was kissing his hair with a smile, let alone what the big-tailed wolf was thinking.
He only knew that Gu Ye kissed him very carefully, very carefully and softly from the forehead, nose, lips, collarbone, chest...
Little by little.
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I don't know that after a long time, some sounds in the room gradually faded. Only the calm and gloom that should be in the early hours of the morning.
Gu Ye hugged Qiao Yang with strong arms. He stretched out his hand to wipe the fine sweat from Qiao Yang's head and asked, "Are you asleep?"
The voice was very low, so low that it could be overshadowed by the sound of his beating heart and heavy breathing.
Qiao Yang was exhausted to the extreme. Some of the sensations of being opened when I go to sleep in a daze are still clearly printed in the brain.
Everything he experienced just now was a body sensation he had never had before. He knew something unknown to him for the first time, and there were too many unknown feelings.
The pillow was a little wet, it was the drool mark he had just bitten out to prevent himself from making some noise. The bed sheet next to the pillow was wrinkled in two places, which were the traces of his hands tightly pulling out when he got down on his body.
During the whole process, his brain was blank, only remember that Gu Ye had been coaxing softly in his ear: "Baby, don't be nervous, relax, relax..."
He still remembered that Gu Ye was only halfway in, but the feeling of being unable to control it felt overwhelmingly pounced on him, making him want to escape and even cry.
He pushed Gu Ye with his only strength, making a sound almost begging for mercy but could not say a complete sentence.
Qiao Yang woke up earlier the next day, less than nine o'clock.
But Gu Ye has already gone to the company. There was a bottle of water and a good morning note on the bedside cabinet as usual.
Qiao Yang touched the cold bed next to him, and thought: Where did Gu Ye come from so much energy, he had such a busy meal last night, and he could still get up so early to go to work at the company today.
He obviously didn't do anything, and he is still weak and too lazy to move.
He still remembers how cumbersome Gu Ye taught him, but Gu Ye kissed his whole body patiently and opened it to him a little bit.
The first process took more than half an hour, and it was already past 12 o'clock in the morning when Gu Ye tried to come in.
Even so, he still...
He moved his body: his thigh hurts.
---I was rubbed.
After thinking about the feeling at the time, Qiao Yang thought to himself: Sure enough, the number is wrong, and he will have to be on top in the future.
Gu Ye's house was the same as yesterday, and a table full of hearty breakfasts was set for Qiao Yang on the dining table.
The diligent Geng Hui was busy taking care of him.
Qiao Yang sat at the dining table and asked him: "So much breakfast again? It would be too wasteful to eat it by myself. Didn't you say that you shouldn't prepare so much yesterday?"
Geng Hui explained to him: "Mr Gu is afraid that it won't be your taste, so he ordered more."
Qiao Yang: "Don't let him do this in the future, it's too wasteful."
Another thought: "Forget it, let me tell him personally. Has he eaten breakfast?"
Geng Hui warmed a glass of milk for him and replied, "No, Mr. Gu got up early. He usually eats breakfast after arriving at the company."
He said: "And your lunch today is also delivered at 12 o'clock."
Qiao Yang looked at the breakfast on the table, which he could not finish all by himself, and said, "Lunch is still cancelled."
Geng Hui:!
Cancel again! !
Geng Hui's heart is more painful than when the girl who was in love for the first time told him that he had broken up.
He couldn't help but the lunch money equivalent to his one month's salary was gone again without even smelling it, so he couldn't help but explain:
"Young Master Qiao, the lunch money prepared for you was prepaid by Mr. Gu, no...no refund."
Qiao Yang looked at him, frowned, and said, "But the lunch is delivered. It would be a waste of food if I can't finish it and throw it away. You should cancel it."
Geng Hui:...
Following Mr. Gu for so long, he still couldn't change his ordinary thinking. Compared with money, the wealthy young men care more about whether the waves are wasting food? !
But Qiao Yang couldn't help but listen, enduring the pain and said, "...Yes, I will cancel it for you now."
Qiao Yang said again: "Don't let Gu Ye order me food in the future. I will also make food myself."
After that, he asked Geng Hui to go to the company to help Gu Ye. After having breakfast at Gu Ye's house, he played the sound of nature for a while and returned to his home.
The house I haven't returned for half a month is a bit messy.
In the living room, my elder sister-in-law came back from a trip and brought him a gift and Su Cheng left him with a composition contest.
Boxes, one by one, were thrown on the ground in a mess, on the table, and even the cushions on the sofa. The same as being ransacked.
Qiao Yang:...
He remembered that this was a trace of the last time Su Cheng and Qiao Zhen had fought here.
He reluctantly cleaned up the living room, carried the gifts one by one to the room and put them neatly, and then started to open the composition competition materials that Su Cheng gave him.
There is also a detailed introduction and registration method of the beautiful young talents composition contest that Gao Yuan told him.
There are many composing competitions held in various forms all over the world, and the competition groups and requirements are different.
But what people like Gao Yuan can participate in must be one of the most authoritative international competitions.
Qiao Yang immediately checked the Internet. The American Young Talents Composition Competition has a history of more than 100 years. The winners of previous awards are now almost all composers active in various countries around the world.
The judges also come to judge by contemporary composers invited from various countries every year.
And not every year there are winners. Even if it can stand out among the contestants, if the score is not enough, it will still not win the award.
The music master who set up this competition is a classical music composer. But in recent years, more and more works combining modern music and classical music have appeared on the list of winners.
That is to say, while retaining classical music, this competition also focuses on innovation in combination with modern music. Promote more diversification and enrichment of the development of music art.
After Qiao Yang had a general understanding of the competition, he sat at the table and began to think about the competition song.
During this time, he also wrote some unformed simple songs, and the one that satisfies him the most was to write a song "reunion" the night after meeting for Qiao Sheng.
If you can write all the stories he and his brother have experienced in "reunion", it will be a very emotional song.
There will be difficulties in growing up, and there will be daily warmth. There is the sadness of parting life and death, and the joy of meeting the two again now.
There is also the expectation of living together from now on.
Thinking of this, Qiao Yang couldn't help but smile.
He is lucky. Fortunately, in this world, I met again with Qiao Sheng, met with Gu Ye, and had relatives of Qiao's family.
From then on he not only lived for himself alone, but also for them.
Finally, Qiao Yang filled in the name of the competition song in the online registration form: "reunion"
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After finishing all these tasks, Qiao Yang received a call: Aunt Xu.
Gu Ye's mother?
Qiao Yang suddenly became nervous.
Xu Weiling had called him two calls in total, asking him to open the door to Qin Man on both occasions.
It can be seen how Xu Weiling hopes that Gu Ye can be with Qin Man.
And now, he is dating Gu Ye.
What would Xu Weiling think of him?
Qiao Yang took the phone and started to worry: What would Gu Ye's mother say when she found it?