After Being Marked by a Powerful Love Rival

Chapter Thirteen

In the bar, there was a black light, and the people who came to play only paid attention to the scenery on the stage. No one noticed that a big man came to the corner of this gloomy deck.

Otherwise, Weibo will be another **** storm tomorrow.

It was eleven o'clock in the evening when I came out of the bar. The hot wind blew my face, with the salty and wet taste of the beach, and the neon lights along the streets of the seaside city were brilliant and beautiful.

Song Yi walked to the entrance of the resort. Gu Xingchuan didn't mean to leave. He put his hands in his pockets comfortably, and followed them slowly.

Seeing Song Yi and Cheng Song going upstairs one after another, Gu Xingchuan suddenly recalled, pointed at them, sneered and said, "Song Yi, you are not so shabby, live with your friend in the same room."

"France is playing against Argentina tonight. Cheng Song and I are going to watch the game together." Song Yi is in a good mood and has long been looking forward to this game.

"What time do you see?" Gu Xingchuan glanced at Cheng Song, his voice unhappy.

Is the relationship so good when two people watch the game together so late?

Cheng Song smiled, his gaze turned around before Song Yi and Gu Xingchuan.

Looking at the milk in the bar just now, Song Yi calmly took out his mobile phone to check the time of the game, "Two o'clock in the evening."

"It's so late." Gu Xingchuan twisted his brows, hugged his arms, and stared at Song Yi, domineeringly, "It's so noisy at night, if you don't sleep, others will sleep."

Song Yi thought that the room was a thousand miles away, whether you were a thousand miles away or something, "Thank you for reminding me. I will control the TV sound and promise not to disturb other people's rest."

Gu Xingchuan hesitated for a few seconds, his dark eyes were emotionally ups and downs, a few steps followed Song Yi up the steps, "No, I'm not relieved, you will watch the replay tomorrow."

Song Yi's anger arose. How could this boy Pacific policeman manage to be so wide, clenched his fists, really wanted to punch Gu Xingchuan, but in front of Cheng Song, he patiently said: "The replay of the game is There is no soul, you must watch the live broadcast to feel the atmosphere."

Gu Xingchuan pursed his lips, looked over Song Yi and looked at Cheng Song, his jaw tightened, and said coldly: "You are free. If you make a noise to other people, I will smash your TV."

After speaking, Gu Xingchuan walked into the elevator with long legs.

Song Yiqi's liver hurts, staring at Gu Xingchuan's back, he fiercely compares a **** in his heart.

Just kill you, I will cut your skin as soon as it is finished.

Cheng Song patted him on the shoulder, and said thoughtfully, "You two are very interesting."

Song Yi sighed and let Cheng Song read it as a joke. He pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly, "Don't take things to your heart today. He has a big temper, but he has no malice."

Cheng Song smiled clearly, "I don't care, if you have any trouble, please tell me in time. Director Yang is very familiar with me, and I will help you coordinate."

Song Yi was moved. It was so happy to have a caring friend like Cheng Song.

The match between Argentina and France was very exciting. Song Yi-watch was full of enthusiasm and heart, 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 very well. He knows the history of the players of each team and is more professional than the explanation.

Song Yi was stunned, admiring Cheng Song's knowledge.

When Zhengxing was on his head, the doorbell rang, and Song Yi watched intently, watching the TV without blinking.

Cheng Song, who was near the door, stood up, "I'll go and see."

Song Yi vaguely heard the voice at the door, accompanied by double steps, put down the potato chips in his hand and turned his head. Gu Xingchuan stood expressionlessly behind him, neatly dressed, but his half-length hair was dripping with water. Falling on Song Yi's straight back, large and small spots were formed 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, and his gaze stayed on the neatly laid bed for a second, feeling quite comfortable, "Where is your hair dryer?"

The hair dryer was not broken, he just didn't worry, he always felt that Cheng Song was not a good person. Although Song Yi was very good, she was still very simple in terms of feelings. Cheng Song would not be fooled.

As a "friend" you should care about it.

Song Yi pointed to the bathroom, did not go to her heart, unexpectedly Gu Xingchuan quickly dried her hair, Shi Shiran sat on the sofa, folded her hands, and watched the game on TV with relish.

"You still watch the football match" Song Yi was surprised.

Gu's father emigrated early. Gu Xingchuan grew up in Beacon Country when he was a child, and only then returned to China from middle school to enjoy the compulsory education of Korea.

In the Beacon Country, I play a lot of football and basketball. There are not many people playing football, let alone the popularity. Song Yi estimates that Gu Xingchuan doesn't even know a few stars.

"I have seen too much."

Gu Xingchuan tilted his head, his loose hair draped several strands on his face, and his neck was slender. When he spoke, his Adam's apple squirmed slowly, which was a little more sexy.

Song Yi's heart beat fast. He was trained as an alpha since he was a child. It is inevitable to love to see beautiful affairs.

Gu Xingchuan is not the "little white rabbit" that Song Yi likes, but the "big wild wolf" also looks unique.

Cheng Song went out and got a call back, but he didn't expect Gu Xingchuan to sit down so brazenly. He happened to be in his seat just now, next to Song Yi who was sitting in the corner.

Cheng Song sat helplessly on Gu Xingchuan's side, trying to find a chance to talk to Song Yi about the ball game, but Gu Xingchuan sat upright, as tall as a military posture, and was originally tall and strong, blocking Cheng Song's sight to death.

Cheng Song didn't find a chance to make eye contact with Song Yi at all.

Song Yi was attentive, unaware that the atmosphere was subtle and something wrong, and thought of something, "You are going to shoot a scene tomorrow morning, and stay up late to watch the football game, you are sure that your energy is fine."

Gu Xingchuan said calmly, "I don't need to worry about my energy, but take care of yourself."

Song Yi was boring and had nothing to say, and concentrated on watching the game.

Gu Xingchuan can make it through, but Cheng Song will have a morning meeting with the project leader tomorrow morning. You 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 to explain the ball game live, and Song Yi's excitement gradually cooled.

He calmed down and realized that something was wrong. The sound of the TV was turned on very quietly, with a slight electric noise in the silent night.

After drinking a lot of wine tonight, the faint taste of brandy in the air drifted away, coming from Gu Xingchuan, and it was clear and sweet.

Gu Xingchuan sat next to him, his legs crossed uninhibitedly, and his solid muscles leaned against Song Yi's leg, sending warm body temperature through the cloth, which was warm.

It was a bit too intimate and ambiguous. Song Yi didn't forget the experience of the last vacation, and kept the distance between the two people calmly.

Song Yi stood up quickly, and casually found a reason, "The last time you gave me one more anti-alcoholic medicine, you can go back and take a good rest after eating."

Gu Xingchuan squinted his eyes and looked straight at Song Yi.

After taking the anti-alcohol medicine and placing it on the cabinet below the TV, Song Yi squatted in front of the TV, lowered her head and reached out to pull the drawer.

This pose looked casual to Song Yi, but it looked different from Gu Xingchuan's perspective.

The casual shirt worn by Song Yi tightened his muscles along with this action, revealing a thin waist. The skin was white and transparent under the blue light of the TV, and the **** down was very fleshy. It was topped under loose suit pants. It makes a round arc, and it makes people want to pinch it hard.

Gu Xingchuan gave a soft "tsk", wondering what he was admiring.

Song Yina got up to understand the wine and medicine, looked at Gu Xingchuan's unfinished expression, and asked with a chuckle, "What do you think?"

"I want to Shen Li." Gu Xingchuan panicked without thinking.

Song Yi's pouring action paused, and then sighed softly, "I want to Shen Li too."

"No." Gu Xingchuan glared at him and threatened: "You must not miss Shen Li.

In the middle of the night, Song Yi didn't want to act with him, and smiled relaxedly, "You can control who I think you can still pry my head away."

Gu Xingchuan stared at him and said word by word: "You are not allowed to think about Shen Li, I will not pry your head, I will knock your head with my fist, understand?"

The society couldn't provoke him, so Song Yi didn't provoke him, and was convinced, "Okay, I don't want Shen Li."

Gu Xingchuan nodded his chin, then thought of something, and said viciously, "You must never think of anyone."