The lights in the bar were dark, and those who came to play were only concerned about the scenery on the stage. No one noticed that a big man came to the corner of this gloomy booth.
Otherwise, there will be another bloodbath on Weibo tomorrow.
When I came out of the bar, it was already eleven o'clock at night, the hot wind was blowing on my face, with the smell of salty beach, and the neon lights along the street in the seaside city were brilliant and beautiful.
Song Yi walked to the door of the resort, but Gu Xingchuan had no intention of leaving, with his hands comfortably in his pockets, he followed behind the two of them leisurely.
Seeing Song Yi and Cheng Song going upstairs one after the other, Gu Xingchuan suddenly recalled, pointed to them, and said with a sneer, "Song Yi, you are not so poor, are you? Share a room with your friend?"
"France will play against Argentina tonight. Cheng Song and I will watch the match together." Song Yi is in a good mood and has been looking forward to this match for a long time.
"What time did you see?" Gu Xingchuan glanced at Cheng Song, his voice sounded unhappy.
The two of them watched the game together so late, is their relationship so good
Cheng Song smiled, and turned his eyes back and forth in front of Song Yi and Gu Xingchuan playfully.
For the sake of the milk in the bar just now, Song Yi calmly took out her phone and checked the game time, "Two o'clock in the evening."
"It's so late?" Gu Xingchuan frowned, folded his arms, stared at Song Yi, domineering, "It's so noisy at night, if you don't sleep, others will sleep."
Song Yi thought to herself that the room is thousands of miles away, are you a clairvoyant or something, "Thank you for reminding me, I will control the TV sound to ensure that it will not disturb other people's rest."
Gu Xingchuan hesitated for a few seconds, with emotional ups and downs in his dark eyes, he followed Song Yi up the steps with a few strides, "No, I don't worry, you can watch the rebroadcast tomorrow."
Song Yi became angry at once. How can this boy Pacific police be so lenient? He clenched his fist and really wanted to punch Gu Xingchuan, but in front of Cheng Song, he said patiently, "The rebroadcast game is There is no soul, and you have to watch the live broadcast of the game to feel the atmosphere.”
Gu Xingchuan pursed his lips, looked past Song Yi at Cheng Song, his jaw tightened, and said coldly: "You can do whatever you want, if you disturb other people, I'll smash your TV."
After speaking, Gu Xingchuan walked into the elevator with his long legs and wrote aggressively.
Song Yi was so angry that her liver hurt, she stared at Gu Xingchuan's back, and gave her middle finger fiercely in her heart.
You can just piss off, I'll peel your skin as soon as it's finished.
Cheng Song patted him on the shoulder and said thoughtfully, "You two are very interesting."
Song Yi sighed, making Cheng Song take it as a joke, and pinched the bridge of her nose helplessly, "Don't take what happened today to your heart, he has a big temper, but he has no malicious intentions."
Cheng Song smiled clearly, "I don't care. If you have any troubles, please tell me in time. Director Yang knows me very well, and I will help you coordinate."
Song Yi was moved, she was so happy to have such a considerate friend as Cheng Song.
The match between Argentina and France was so exciting, Song Yi watched with excitement and excitement, and the discussion with Cheng Songyi was even more exciting.
Cheng Song knows football very well. Although he doesn't usually play football, he speaks clearly and clearly. He knows the player history of each team at his fingertips, and he is more professional than commentary.
Song Yi was startled when she heard that, she admired Cheng Song's profound knowledge from the bottom of her heart.
When Zhengxing was on his head, the doorbell rang, and Song Yi was engrossed in watching the TV without blinking.
Cheng Song who was near the door stood up, "I'll go and have a look."
Song Yi vaguely heard the voices at the door, followed by double footsteps, put down the potato chips in her hand and turned her head, Gu Xingchuan stood behind him expressionlessly, neatly dressed, only half-length hair was dripping water, drop by drop It landed on Song Yi's straight back, forming large and small spots on the light-colored clothes.
Cheng Song shrugged helplessly.
"The hair dryer is broken." Gu Xingchuan's voice was calm, his eyes swept across the room, his gaze stayed on the neatly made bed for a second, and he felt relieved, "Where is your hair dryer?"
The hair dryer was not broken, but he was worried. He always felt that Cheng Song was not a good person. Although Song Yi was very smart, she was quite innocent in terms of feelings. He wouldn't let Cheng Song deceive him, would he
As a "friend", it is appropriate to care about it.
Song Yi pointed to the bathroom, but didn't take it to heart, she didn't expect that Gu Xingchuan quickly dried her hair, Shi Shiran sat on the sofa, crossed her hands, and watched the game on TV with relish.
"You still watch football games?" Song Yi was surprised.
Gu's father immigrated early, Gu Xingchuan grew up in the Lighthouse Country, and only returned to China in middle school to take part in our compulsory education.
In Beacon Country, a lot of rugby and basketball are played, but football is not played by many people, let alone popular. Song Yi reckons that Gu Xingchuan doesn't even know a few stars.
"I've read too much."
Gu Xingchuan tilted his head, a few strands of loose hair hung over his face, his neck was slender, and his Adam's apple wriggled slowly when he spoke, adding a bit of strange sex appeal.
Song Yi's heart beat faster. She was raised as an alpha since she was a child. It is inevitable to love to watch beautiful things.
Gu Xingchuan is not the "little white rabbit" that Song Yi likes, but the "big wild wolf" also seems to have a special flavor.
Cheng Song went out to answer the phone, but he didn't expect Gu Xingchuan to sit down so brazenly. He happened to be sitting in his own seat, next to Song Yi who was sitting in the corner.
Cheng Song sat helplessly on Gu Xingchuan's side, wanting to find an opportunity to talk to Song Yi about the game, but Gu Xingchuan was sitting upright, as tall and strong as a military posture, originally tall and strong, blocking Cheng Song's sight.
Cheng Song never found a chance to make eye contact with Song Yi.
Song Yi was so absorbed that she didn't realize that something was wrong with the atmosphere, she thought of something, "You're going to shoot a scene tomorrow morning, and you're sure you're fine if you stay up late to watch the football game?"
Gu Xingchuan said lightly: "You don't need to worry about my energy, take care of yourself."
Song Yi was bored and had nothing to say, so she concentrated on watching the football game.
Gu Xingchuan can survive, but Cheng Song has a morning meeting with the project leader tomorrow morning, so he can't make fun of work.
As soon as Cheng Song left, there were only two people left in the hotel room, and no one explained the game live, Song Yi's excitement gradually cooled down.
As soon as he calmed down in his heart, he felt that something was wrong. The sound of the TV was turned down very low, and there was a slight sound of electricity in the quiet night.
After drinking a lot of wine tonight, the faint smell of brandy wafted in the air, coming from Gu Xingchuan, it was clear and sweet.
Gu Xingchuan sat next to him, with his legs crossed wildly, and his solid muscles leaned against Song Yi's legs, and the warm body temperature was transmitted through the fabric, making it very warm.
This was a bit too intimate and ambiguous, Song Yi couldn't forget the experience of the last vacation, and kept the distance between the two of them calmly.
Song Yi stood up quickly, and found a reason casually, "The hangover medicine you gave me last time still has one tablet, you can go back and have a good rest after taking it."
Gu Xingchuan narrowed his eyes and looked straight at Song Yi.
After taking the hangover medicine, put it on the table and cabinet under the TV. Song Yi squatted in front of the TV, lowered her head and reached out to pull the drawer.
This pose looks casual to Song Yi, but it looks different from Gu Xingchuan's perspective.
Song Yi was wearing a casual shirt, her muscles tensed with this movement, revealing a thin waist, her skin was white and transparent under the blue light of the TV, her buttocks were very fleshy, and she pushed herself up under the loose suit trousers. With a round arc, just looking at it makes people want to pinch it hard.
Gu Xingchuan gave a soft "tsk", not knowing what he was admiring.
Song Yi took the medicine to get up, looked at Gu Xingchuan's unsatisfactory expression, and asked with a light smile, "What are you thinking about?"
"I miss Shen Li." Gu Xingchuan panicked without thinking.
Song Yi paused when she poured water, then sighed softly, "I miss Shen Li too."
"No." Gu Xingchuan glared at him, threatening: "You mustn't think about Shen Li.
In the middle of the night, Song Yi was not in the mood to act with him, so she smiled relaxedly, "Who else can I control? Can you still pry my head open?"
Gu Xingchuan stared at him, and said word by word: "You must not think about Shen Li, I will not pry your head open, I will knock your head open with my fist, understand?"
The society can't afford to provoke him, Song Yi didn't provoke him, convinced, "Okay, I don't want Shen Li."
Gu Xingchuan nodded his jaw, then thought of something, and said viciously: "You are not allowed to think about anyone."