Whether it was intentional or not, I definitely couldn't sleep peacefully in this sleep.
Yan Suizhi wanted to accompany Gu Yan to lie down for a while, but he was disturbed by the teasing. He was restless, and of course Gu Yan couldn't be bothered.
In order to make Gu Yan sleep for a while longer, Yan Suizhi rummaged through the box and pulled out a reason: "Let me go first, let me eat two mouthfuls of food, get up in the morning with low blood sugar, and call the doctor in the middle of the trouble, isn't it a bit unsightly? ?"
This is actually not a reason, after all, he really has this problem.
Gu Yan, of course, knew this. After all, when he got up to wash up every morning, Yan Suizhi's face was very pale, and it seemed that when he got up from the bed, all his blood was drained. Sometimes Gu Yan was worried that he would not be able to stand still.
At this moment, although Yan Suizhi was blushing from the base of his ears to the neck, it was obvious that he had been disturbed, and Lawyer Gu knew it well.
Yan Suizhi was sure that if this reason was submitted, it would be approved 100%.
But when Gu Yanzhen withdrew, the faint-hearted gentleman felt a trace of regret.
"You are not allowed to get up, continue to sleep, I will come later." Shun Jun felt his conscience to suppress the unfulfilled regret, and issued an imperial decree to the demon concubine who was obviously lacking in sleep, and pulled his slippers to wash himself.
He had already figured it out in his heart. Gu Yan was really sleepy when he returned from trouble. After he had finished washing up, he had something to eat and walked around. When he came back, Gu Yan just fell asleep. Then he quietly went to bed and stayed with him for a while.
This morning was very pleasant for him.
The large living room outside was quiet, the floor-to-ceiling curtains were only half-drawn, and the storm and mess were all outside the window. Occasionally, raindrops that had come from nowhere, smashed on the glass, burst after burst.
It was dark and dark, and the clock on the wall showed just six o'clock.
There were still cups left by Qiao and Ke Jin on the glass table next to the sofa, but everyone had entered the room, and there was no movement at the moment, apparently sleeping soundly.
Yan Suizhi didn't turn on the light either. He flushed the two cups and stuffed them into the sterilizer before opening the refrigerator.
The suite is equipped with a huge refrigerator. When cleaning the room, the housekeeper will arrange for someone to clear the previous day and fill it with fresh things. Drinks, fruits, fresh desserts, etc., basically some of the popular instant foods can be found in it.
Yan Suizhi glanced out the window and subconsciously reached out to one of the glass bottles. It was his preferred gin. It tasted very refreshing, with a slight aroma of cardamom. He didn't drink it often, and occasionally it was only half a glass.
There is also a small bucket of ready-made ice cubes for wine pairing in the refrigerator, as well as sliced lime slices.
He poured a small glass, put a few ice cubes and a slice of yellow lemon on it, and Gu Yan's cold face with raised eyelids suddenly appeared in his mind.
"… "
He reflexively put the glass down.
Yan Suizhi was stunned for a while while supporting the bar-like dining table, and then he laughed again.
"Pity… "
He grunted, put the wine aside, and brought out another serving of strawberries from the full refrigerator.
The strawberries are not too many, at most 12 or 3. The colors are bright and pleasing. They are neatly arranged in a glass bowl, with a fresh sweet aroma, which makes people very appetizing.
Yan Suizhi ate a few and took the glass bowl into the bedroom.
The huge bed was empty, with the folds of people who had slept in it. There was a rush of water in the suite.
Yan Suizhi followed the sound and found that Gu Yan had already finished washing and just turned off the water and stood up straight. The brows and eyes were dripping with water, and the outline became clearer and deeper, and he was extremely handsome. His eyelids are very thin, and the way he raises his eyes and swipes over them, always looks cold and abstinent.
This person is obviously a ruthless appearance, but he has a deeper heart than anyone else.
"Didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to get up? To resist the decree is to beheaded." Yan Sui went up the steps and walked beside him.
"The imperial system has been dead for a long time." Attorney Gu didn't give Huanjun any face at all. He took a piece of sterilizing paper to wipe his hands, and frowned at the bowl in Huanjun's hand: "How do you eat cold?"
"It's not that cold after drying for a while." Yan Suizhi picked a strawberry to cover his mouth, "Eat two strawberry pads and go back to bed."
Gu Yan looked down at him, his voice still a little lazy, "Reason."
"Is there a reason to urge you to sleep?"
"Um."
"It's only six o'clock, it's a windy day, there's not even a ghost outside, the two of you are probably still dreaming."
The two were very close, their voices were not high, and they both had a little hoarseness that had not disappeared from waking up early.
Gu Yan rubbed his lips with his fingers, stopped his eyes for a while, tilted his head and kissed him, then slightly moved away from him, and whispered in the wrong breath, "It's not very convincing."
While speaking, his breath swept across Yan Suizhi's lips, and he would touch his lips and teeth unintentionally before separating.
The little signs that were finally suppressed in the morning rose up in an instant.
Yan Suizhi's breathing became heavier, and he whispered, "What reason do you want to hear?"
Gu Yan: "Tell me about it."
Yan Suizhi: "Why did you test me? Do you still remember who the teacher is?"
After saying this, he couldn't bear to kiss him first, and the shelf of being a teacher had collapsed before he could bring it out.
The deeper the entanglement, the stronger the emotions in my heart, and the tides came up layer by layer, almost full of soreness.
It was only then that Yan Suizhi realized that in his bones, he actually realized it later. He thought that he was the one who had adapted the fastest, and he was guiding Gu Yan. But the truth is the opposite, the one who is really being guided is himself. It was him who slowly realized how much he liked the person in front of him.
The atmosphere of last night was too soft, and the emotions piled up layer by layer, and then melted into the sand gently and softly. He thought that was the most satisfying state, but at this time, he realized with hindsight that those emotions had not faded at all, they had been piled up there, waiting for an exit to express them heartily.
…
The gasping sound hit the wall, and then hit the sliding glass door that was closed at some point.
Yan Suizhi sat on the glazed table, his eyelashes were wet, and the mirror surface was covered with a layer of water vapor at some point.
He grabbed Gu Yan's arm with one hand and the edge of the glazed table with the other.
The question that was asked casually before was answered at this time.
Gu Yan pressed it and kissed up his bloody neck. When he kissed his earlobe, he said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't forget that you are a teacher."
Yan Suizhi suddenly gasped heavily, his fingers holding the Liulitai slipped and fell into the glass bowl.
And because of the next action, he raised his head against the mirror and clenched his fingers subconsciously.
The sweet taste of strawberries dissipated instantly, and the juice splashed and slid down his fingers, feeling a little sticky to the touch.
Yan Suizhi frowned slightly.
He couldn't remember exactly when the hand-washing problem developed.
He quit his addictive diving at 25 and had a medical case at 27, probably around that time.
One day, he suddenly felt a needle-like tingling in the process of cleaning, only to find that the fingertips had been wounded because of his excessive cleaning.
Tiny, layered, oozing blood.
But he just watched it for a while, then continued to wash it, washed all the blood and water, wrapped it in a layer of healing tape, and then calmly picked it up in the smartphone and made an appointment with a psychologist.
The consultant said that he developed this habit because he was too strict with himself, occasionally doing things out of specification, coming up with out of specification ideas, or failing to fulfill a serious promise, Feelings of self-loathing arise. The consultant said that this habit can be changed slowly, gradually, a few months or half a year. The most important thing is rooting.
Yan Suizhi was noncommittal after hearing this, thanked him and left. Afterwards, he sent a bottle of Decama's best gin to the consultant.
After that, he switched to hand sanitizer, antibacterial paper, and stocked up with a box of healing tapes, and for a week after the box of tapes ran out, he compulsively reduced his handwashing frequency to a third of what it used to be.
It's like quitting diving in the first place.
But what the consultant said is quite right, the most important thing in this kind of thing is to eradicate the root. The nature is hard to change, and it cannot be completely changed.
He panted and looked at his fingers scatteredly, suddenly returning to the day when he first discovered this habit, after the blood was diluted.
It's just that before he could turn on the faucet, someone grabbed his finger.
"Not dirty." Gu Yan whispered.
He kissed from fingertips to fingertips, red juice splattered between his lips.
Yan Suizhi looked at him blankly, and the touch of kisses between his fingers covered that day in his memories little by little, and then he suddenly couldn't remember that scene, and could only think of Gu Yan's slightly sideways face.
He looked at Gu Yan for a while, then lowered his head and kissed the strawberry juice from his lips little by little, and sighed in a hoarse voice: "I understand why there are always so many troubles..."
"If you don't save enough luck, how can you deceive such a good person."
…
It was still stormy outside.
Gu Yan, who kept wanting to get up, finally got a persuasive reason, and leaned on the head of the bed honestly, because Yan Suizhi was lounging on his shoulder and didn't let him move at all.
"I saw this glass of wine on the bar in the living room." Gu Yan was holding the glass of gin that Yan Suizhi poured in his empty hand, "Explain, Mr. Yan?"
When Yan Sui heard him calling for the teacher, he remembered all the nonsense just now...
The messy strawberries and glass bowls, the messy mirrors, the refurbished sinks all testify.
Of course, it has been destroyed by him.
"Don't call me." Yan Suizhi stroked his neck, pressed down the blood that was about to come up, and said lazily, "Who knows how this cup came, maybe it was Qiao Mengyou? I didn't pour it anyway."