Just Want to Be His Lover

Chapter 5

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"Well, no."

Before the director team could speak, another cold voice rejected him cleanly.

Shen Jue tilted his head slightly and looked over.

Gu Yanshu was standing aside, with one hand in his pocket and the other on the trolley of the suitcase. The dark metal lined his knuckles so cold and white that they were unrealistic. There is no expression on the face, but the eyelids are slightly drooping, and the expression is dull, showing a very unconscionable temperament.

Shen Jue: "Why not?"

Gu Yan didn't change his face in writing: "Because you snort and kick the quilt while you sleep, and you don't allow anyone to remind you even if you take a shower for an hour."

Shen Jue: "?"

When the little brat learns to talk nonsense, he will come.

But rather than talking nonsense, I haven't lost yet.

Immediately, she chuckled lightly: "Then when you were sleeping, grinding your teeth and talking in your sleep, did I dislike you?"

Gu Yanshu: "..."

Director team: "..."

Other guests: "…"

One of these two people looks more unreal than the other, but they both look down to earth when they sleep

Sheng Ping laughed dryly, and put his arms around Xia Qingqiao: "I'm old and I can't sleep well. I can't stand your commotion. I'd better share the room with Xiao Xia. Xiao Xia, don't snore and grind your teeth."

Xia Qingqiao was at a loss: "Ah, I don't fight, but..."

"Nothing but, let's go, help your two sisters with their luggage." Sheng Ping patted him on the shoulder, then picked up his suitcase and walked to the second floor, "I've taken a fancy to that massage chair, Don't rob me."

"Oh." Xia Qingqiao scratched her head.

He always felt that the situation should not have developed like this, but Sheng Ping was a senior after all, so he could only listen to what he said, so he turned around and prepared to help the two female guests with their luggage.

As soon as he turned around, he saw that the two sisters were talking together and they didn't know what to say, with a very strange expression. Among them, a little Huadan surnamed Xu even clenched her fists excitedly, and her eyes also exuded a strange luster.

Xia Qingqiao: ...

Is he missing something

Why do you feel like you haven't kept up with everyone's rhythm

Shen Jue next to him was still lazily sitting on Gu Yanshu's suitcase, looking at someone whose face was about to freeze into a small ice cube, and said with a smile, "What? Are you planning to snatch someone from Teacher Sheng?"

Of course Gu Yanshu would not.

Shen Jue smiled lazily again: "And that's not what I meant, it's the script given to me by the program team before I came here."

Program group: "???"

Shen Jue gave them a friendly look.

Program team: "Yes, it's the script we gave Mr. Shen. After all, we've come, so we're going to make the program the best it can be, and strive to win the variety show ratings championship in the first quarter!"

Shen Jue nodded slightly to show his agreement: "After all, it's my first variety show. If I don't win the ratings champion, I'm really sorry for my worth."

Gu Yanshu: "..."

The lens is truly the greatest invention of the 21st century.

Because it can prevent violence and swearing under extreme emotions.

The deal was done, Gu Yanshu wasn't the type to get entangled in such meaningless things, so he picked up his luggage and went straight upstairs.

Shen Jue slowly stood up from the suitcase, straightened his clothes, and said to the program crew by the way: "For this program, I really sacrificed too much, so I hope that when I discuss the contract with my agent tomorrow, I can add more money." pay."

Program group: "?"

Then he watched Shen Jue follow Gu Yanshu upstairs slowly with his suitcase.

The plot development is a bit weird.

The assistant director lowered his voice: "Director Cao, does Shen Jue really want to gain popularity through variety shows this time?"

"It should be. After all, Shen Jue has not been exposed in the past few years except for filming. He has lost a lot of diehard fans and citizenship, which has a great impact on business. Otherwise, it would not have reached this point." Cao Dan, a person from the industry. , vowed.

The assistant director suddenly realized: "So that's the case, what if there is a fight?"

"It's okay, the nearby police station and tertiary hospitals are very close."

"That's good."

Sheng Ping liked the massage chair on the second floor, and Gu Yanshu chose the room on the third floor.

When I opened the door and entered, I saw the decadent twilight of Beijing's winter through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The dark clouds weighed down heavily, and it was estimated that it was going to snow soon.

It seemed that the warm yellow light in the room was extraordinarily warm and soft.

However, as soon as you enter the door, you still feel the surroundings are cold.

Perhaps the heating in the room has not had time to turn on.

Gu Yanshu didn't take it to heart.

I took a look at the room, it was carpeted, there were two beds, one was against the wall, the other was closer to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and there was only a bedside table in between.

Gu Yanshu always felt that something was missing, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Just looking out, there is also a set of sofa and coffee table. The sofa is facing the terrace. When you sit on it, you can just see the wooden swing and the withered wisteria flower stand on the terrace.

Gu Yanshu suddenly thought, if living here in spring, it should be very comfortable.

It's a pity it's winter.

It's a pity that there is also an annoying roommate.

He put down the suitcase and turned around: "Which one do you sleep on?"

Shen Jue slowly followed behind, and locked the door behind him, "Whatever you want."

That's all.

Gu Yanshu chose the one against the wall according to his preference.

Open the suitcase and start packing things.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Shen Jue wandering around the house with nothing to do, only to notice: "You didn't bring anything?"

"Well. The assistant will deliver it in the evening."

It was only then that Gu Yanshu remembered that Shen Jue's team should still be busy wiping their butts in Shanghai for their absence from the awards ceremony last night, and Young Master Shen would not pack his luggage by himself.

Thinking of this, for some reason, Gu Yanshu thought of those Weibo posts Shen Jue had posted. It seems to say that the woman in the photo is not a girlfriend, but a sister, so it must be something happened at home that didn't go to accept the award.

But in any case, it won't be because I went to see my own concert.

Gu Yanshu took out the dust bag and hung up the coats one by one.

Shen Jue has found the positions of the three cameras in the bedroom.

Then he knocked on the suitcase in his hand: "Where do you put this?"

Gu Yanshu glanced casually.

That box is filled with some rice, little sun, medicine box, etc., some of which are missing, so they probably won’t be needed.

"Put it at the bottom of the cabinet."

It comes naturally.

Shen Jue put the suitcase in the position that Gu Yanshu said, and his tone was a bit joking: "Isn't it an excuse that I can drive it very smoothly?"

Gu Yanshu paused.

In the past, it became a habit to order Shen Jue, so I didn't pay attention for a while.

Soon, he calmly replied: "After all, Mr. Shen is willing to help others."

It's plain to say, but it sounds sarcastic.

Shen Jue heard how Mr. Shen's three words sounded so unpleasant to his ears, and felt that sooner or later he would have to break this brat back.

Thinking about it, he glanced at the little brat, just happened to see him take out a medicine box, squinted his eyes for a closer look, sneered shortly, straightened up, pulled a few pieces of cloth from the back of the sofa, and covered the inside of the room. camera.

Then he walked up to Gu Yanshu and stretched out his hand to the back of his waist.

The sudden approach, with the hormonal smell unique to mature men, like an invasion of territory, made Gu Yanshu take a step back in an instant, and his whole body tensed up in a defensive posture: "What are you doing?"

Shen Jue ignored him, relying on his long arms, he directly reached forward, turned off the microphone behind his waist, and then turned off his own, "Why are you nervous? Can I eat you?"

Gu Yanshu opened his hand: "I'm sick."

"Who's sick?" Shen Jue picked up the medicine box and shook it twice, "I thought you came to record this program because you got better, but you just count on it?"

In his hand was a bottle of prescription sleep aids.

Gu Yanshu said coldly: "What does it have to do with you?"

Shen Jue laughed angrily: "It has nothing to do with me, can I take the initiative to share a room with you?"

From the first day he knew Gu Yanshu, he knew that this person had a problem. He had to lock the doors and windows at night when he slept, and he had to wrap himself tightly with a quilt, and there was no one around him, otherwise he would not be able to sleep soundly.

Like a frightened little animal, it must draw an absolutely safe area for itself, otherwise it will be tense all the time, ready to escape at the first sign of trouble.

Back then, I forcibly forced him to share the same bed with me, coercing and coaxing him, so that he got used to sleeping in the same room with me.

Now seeing that he actually agreed to record a cohabitation variety show, he still doesn't want to live with me, thinking that he has improved in the past few years, but he didn't expect it to be based on this.

I am really not afraid of side effects at a young age.

Just throw the pill box in the trash.

Gu Yanshu frowned: "Shen Jue, are you being reasonable?"

Shen Jue looked down at him, and spoke in a rambling manner: "Anyway, it's useless."

"how do you know… "

How do you know you won't need it? After all, it's been five years, how can it be the same as before.

But the words did not come out.

The door was clattered: "Brother! Are you all right! You didn't fight with Mr. Shen! Why is there no mic! There is no camera! Brother! Calm down!!! Impulse is the devil!!! "

Originally, his throat was split, but he yelled so heart-piercingly, it sounded particularly tragic.

Shen Jue sneered: "We look like people who can fight?"

Gu Yanshu ignored him, and responded outside the door: "It's nothing, I'm just changing clothes. Come down after changing."

After the words fell, a relieved voice came from outside the door: "That's good. Brother, we'll wait for you in the living room."

"Um."

Hearing the sound of footsteps going away, Shen Jue smiled: "Look at you, you have a cold face all day long, scaring the child."

Gu Yanshu rolled his eyes at him, closed the suitcase, put it in the corner, and walked towards the door.

Shen Jue stopped: "Come back."

Gu Yanshu was annoyed: "What are you doing?"

"Didn't you say you changed clothes?"

Gu Yanshu paused, walked back to the suitcase, took out a home jacket, then began to lower his head and began to unbutton the buttons on his body, halfway through, he stopped and looked up at Shen Jue.

Shen Jue: "?"

"I change clothes."

"I didn't let you change."

"You watch me change?"

Shen Jue chuckled lightly: "Don't worry, I'm homophobic, I won't do anything to you."

Gu Yanshu was unmoved, with a cold expression on his face: "But I'm afraid of you. So please turn around."

Tsk, the skin is still so thin.

Shen Jue felt that if he said one more word, someone would turn out to be angry with him, so he turned around wisely, sat on the sofa, and looked out the French window.

The sky outside the window has completely dimmed, and the lights inside the house are getting brighter.

The glass clearly reflected the figure behind him, the coat had been taken off, and when the arms were stretched upwards, the hem of the sweater was lifted by the microphone, revealing a white and slender waist.

nice.

The legs are also good-looking, straight, thin and long.

Just too skinny.

But probably because of practicing dance for many years, she is thin and thin, but her little butt is still pretty.

Shen Jue leaned on the back of the sofa lazily, crossed his legs, admiring it without being polite.