Song Yi was quite surprised that Gu Xingchuan actually wanted to find her in the past. How much hatred would cross over to collect debts? He chuckled lightly and poked Gu Xingchuan's stiff chest with his fingertips, "You are so small-minded."
Gu Xingchuan grabbed his hand, pressed him down, and prevented him from getting up, "I'm narrow-minded, you're already finished."
After he finished speaking, he brought Song Yi's hand to his lips, and bit his fingertip.
Song Yi froze, her wet lips and tongue were slippery, and she felt a slight sting, like being stung by a bee, "Can you stop being so greasy?"
Gu Xingchuan let go of his hand and raised his eyebrows, "No one else has this honor, why do you dislike it?"
Song Yi frowned slightly, pursed her lips and said nothing.
Gu Xingchuan took out his mobile phone from his trousers pocket, fiddled with it for a few minutes, and waved it in front of Song Yi, "Seeing how pitiful you are, I'll take you out to play, where do you want to go?"
Song Yi looked at the colorful tourist attractions on the screen of her mobile phone, and felt a little interested. Recently, there have been too many bad things in life. First, Song Jie got divorced, and she was pregnant again. Then today
It's time to go out and relax.
He tilted his head and thought for a while, "Los Angeles"
Just in time to watch Hollywood Studios, Song Yi has always been curious about the behind-the-scenes production of blockbuster movies.
"Los Angeles is fine." Gu Xingchuan lowered his head and pressed the phone screen.
Song Yi carefully reminded, "Three days after the ticket is booked, Xiaojie will give birth tomorrow. I will leave after seeing her."
Gu Xingchuan blinked at him, and chuckled, "You don't need to book a plane ticket to go out with me, I have my own plane, so we can leave whenever you want."
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Song Yi underestimated the power of capital.
The next day Song Yi went to the hospital to visit Song Jie. Song Jie gave birth to a round little girl with black and bright eyes and wrinkled skin. She looked like a little mouse lying in the incubator.
Lying on the bed with fluffy hair, Song Jie looked at her daughter eagerly, the eyes were full of love, so strong that it was indescribable, Song Yi looked at her eyes, and felt the joy of giving birth to a life, he began to look forward to and the small bottle cap 's first meeting.
Song Yi was listening to a song before boarding the plane, which happened to be about Los Angeles, and he shared it on Moments.
It was an afternoon when I arrived in Los Angeles. It was summer in the middle of the sea. The sun was shining brightly. After getting off the plane, the heat wave hit my face. The shirt Song Yi was wearing was wet and stuck to her back. Fortunately, a driver came to pick me up. The blond man was wearing a suit in summer. Not too hot at all, watching Gu Xingchuan open the car door, bowed respectfully and called out, "Master, please."
The white Bentley has plenty of air-conditioning. The car is spacious and carpeted. It looks very dignified. Gu Xingchuan looked at the fine sweat on Song Yi's forehead, took out a bottle of mineral water from the car refrigerator and handed it to him, "My friend has already ordered Alright, the hotel will arrive in half an hour."
Song Yi slowly unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip, looked at the receding scenery outside the window, the scorching street seemed to be drying out, and sighed, "The temperature here is really high."
Gu Xingchuan spread his arms and hugged his shoulders from behind, "Seattle is cooler than this, and you can still go to my house."
Song Yi gave him a blank look, and said lazily, "Just go to your house. Later, you can count the money spent this time, we two aa."
Gu Xingchuan wantonly pinched the tender flesh on his neck, and pinched it hard like a punishment. Song Yi shuddered from the pain, and then he softly snorted and said, "I never restrain anyone else, let alone you."
He paused, looked at Song Yi, and said in an ambiguous tone, "There is a sea in front of my house. You can see the skyline of Seattle when you swim in the morning, and you can see the snow-capped mountains clearly. Then I will swim naked below, and you will be on the shore." Appreciate, how are you?"
The blond driver glanced at Song Yi from the rearview mirror. Although Song Yi had a thick skin, she was embarrassed in front of strangers and coughed, "Be quiet."
Gu Xingchuan laughed, tilted his body, and leaned lazily on Song Yi's thin shoulder, "You are the biggest, I listen to you."
Song Yi turned her head to the side and looked at his hedgehog-like head, with stubble hair tied to her shoulders, she looked very stubborn.
He shook his head slightly in his heart. Gu Xingchuan's life was too far away from him. Luxury yachts, private jets, exclusive islands, famous cars, famous wine, clothes and fragrant sideburns, things that no one else has seen in their entire lives, Gu Xingchuan has become commonplace since he was a teenager. With the richness of the Gu family, Gu Xingchuan didn't need to work too hard to make a living.
Song Yi is different. If he really plays with Gu Xingchuan, he really can't afford to play with him at all. If he is not careful, he will have to play with himself in it.
The hotel that Gu Xingchuan’s friend booked is next to Universal Studios. It is a very distinctive small building with several floors. The exterior is painted with colorful colors. The walls are covered with creepers and wisterias are crossed. It is very fresh and beautiful.
The decoration inside is sweeter, the layout is fresh, and the air is filled with the smell of hot cocoa.
Song Yi took the room card from the front desk, walked upstairs on the white oak floor excitedly, and stopped in a room named "oras".
Before he had time to think about the connotation of this word, he swiped open the door with one hand, and then fell into a daze.
It's not like he hasn't seen the world, the room is very spacious, the walls are painted a conspicuous red, and in the middle of the room is a bright red circular water bed, and a veil of the same color hangs from the top.
The walls are covered with things that look like instruments of torture, various belts, collars, shackles, and a swing that doesn't know what to do.
There is also a very cute wooden horse on the balcony, the kind children play in playgrounds, but Song Yi feels that its function must not be so simple.
This is not a serious hotel by any means.
Gu Xingchuan followed behind with a suitcase, and was stunned when he entered, and cursed in a low voice, "You idiot."
Song Yi came back and laughed, "What kind of friend are you?"
Gu Xingchuan was a little embarrassed, turned his face away bluntly, "He has a hole in his head."
Song Yi laughed out loud, quite curious, the oga he had dated before had never brought anyone to this kind of place, so he put down the suitcase in his hand and walked around curiously.
During this visit, I have to sigh that people from the Lighthouse Country can play. The dome of the bathroom is made of transparent glass, facing the round double bathtub, surrounded by transparent mirrors, which is exciting to think about.
He looked east and west, amazed, and satisfied the common curiosity of human beings.
Gu Xingchuan neatly cleaned up the salutes of the two, sat on the sofa, and picked up the check-in guide on the table to read.
Song Yi was next to him and sat next to him. When she sat down, something hard kicked her buttocks. He reached out and took out a spare remote control from under the soft cushion of the sofa.
The wall-mounted TV was quite big, and Song Yi pressed the switch, looking for the weather forecast in Los Angeles and predicting what clothes to wear tomorrow.
Who knows that when the TV is turned on, the pictures inside should be mosaic, which is completely unsuitable for children.
Song Yi squinted her eyes and scanned up and down. There were dozens of small movies in total.
He took physiology class when he was in school, and watched a few of them out of curiosity, and then he occasionally scans at work with a lack of interest, and has nothing to like.
Gu Xingchuan moved his head closer, pinched Song Yi's cheek, and said to a child, "Can you understand?"
Song Yi glanced at him, and deliberately answered the wrong question, "My English listening is quite good, so you don't need to worry about it."
Gu Xingchuan looked at him, laughed in a low voice, and reached for the remote control in his hand, "What do you want to see, I'll help you choose one."
Song Yi didn't have any preference, so she looked around and raised her jaw, "That's it, Teacher Oga."
Gu Xingchuan lightly "tsk" and opened the movie.
Although Song Yi didn't watch much, but watching the opening title, she could feel that Oga's body was particularly hot. With that waist and butt, she should be a very popular actor at first glance.
"The figure is really good." Song Yi sincerely praised.
Gu Xingchuan turned his head to look at him, and asked displeasedly, "better than me"
Song Yi smiled, "He is oga, you are aha, what do you compare to?"
Gu Xingchuan snorted softly, "You will appreciate this kind of weakling, with low-level aesthetics."
"Yes, I have low aesthetics." Song Yi didn't bother to argue with him, and watched the video with relish. Although the oga in the video was white, he had the kind of handsome appearance he liked. He didn't have so much body hair, so he looked really cute.
Gu Xingchuan looked at the obsessed look, and a nameless anger rose from his heart. Waiting for the video to reach the critical time, and he was about to make a hole in one, he reached out and covered Song Yi's glasses, and said plausibly, "You are not allowed to watch, Look at how lecherous you are."
"You're sick." Song Yi cursed, Gu Xingchuan's palm prints were all in front of her eyes, she couldn't see anything, only the provocative voice on the TV could be heard.
Gu Xingchuan shrugged, confidently saying, "In order to cultivate your aesthetic taste, you are not allowed to watch this kind of thing in the future."
Song Yi broke his hand vigorously, but couldn't break it apart a few times, and gave up in discouragement, "I won't watch, you take your hand away."
"No." Gu Xingchuan curled his lips, raised his arm sorely, and put it on Song Yi's shoulder, "Aren't you hearing very well? Just listen to the sound, lest you say that I bully you again."
If Song Yi only listened to the sound, she might as well listen to the radio, but she couldn't hold back Gu Xingchuan, so she could only listen to a short movie with her ears upright.
In the evening, that cheating friend of Gu Xingchuan made an appointment for dinner, an Italian restaurant on the Avenue of Stars.
Due to Gu Xingchuan's identity in China, Song Yi and Gu Xingchuan had never gone shopping, and they could only choose sparsely populated high-end restaurants when eating out.
For the first time, the two of them walked on the street openly, blowing the slightly warm evening breeze, and it felt pretty good.
Song Yi walked to the door of the restaurant, and saw a young boy from a distance, wearing a leather jacket and leather pants, with a row of silver earrings on his ears, dressed in a very punk style.
Seeing the two of them, the boy happily walked over, glanced at Gu Xingchuan cheaply, then looked straight at Song Yi, "Hi, sister-in-law."
Gu Xingchuan was originally holding his breath and wanted to deal with this kid, but when he heard that he was so sensible, his mood became brighter.
Song Yi froze for a moment, and was thinking about how to answer, the boy said with a smile, "You are Shen Li, right? Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. My sister-in-law has such a good temperament."
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Song Yi raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly, "I'm mistaken, I'm not Shen Li."
Gu Xingchuan's face was terribly ugly, and he gave the unknown boy a vicious look, wishing he could kick him to death in his heart.
He turned around and gently tugged at Song Yi's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "It's not what you think, listen to me."
"There's no need to explain." Song Yi smiled calmly.
Gu Xingchuan's breathing was stagnant, and he held on to Song Yi's sleeve, he felt that the relationship between the two of them must be clearly explained, so that Song Yi would not misunderstand.
He was thinking of words, and he rarely talked to people so carefully, and he couldn't think of how to speak clearly for a while.
Song Yi looked at his tangled expression, burst out laughing, and patted the back of his hand lightly, "I know, I'm not angry, let's go eat."
Gu Xingchuan froze for a moment, no expression could be seen on Song Yi's face, and asked tentatively, "I'm really not angry"
Song Yi nodded, and gave him a blank look, "I said I'm not angry, but I'm not angry, hurry up and eat, I'm hungry."