I Was Attracted By the Male Lead Bai Yueguang

Gu Wang's hands and feet froze. For a long time, he dryly tried to find a reason for himself, "Colds can be contagious."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard He Qinghuan chuckle.

"..."

Gu Wang didn't realize it, didn't realize that he was completely sending himself to the door today. He Qinghuan wanted to abduct Gu Wang home for a long time. He sent the prey to the door by himself. There is no reason not to eat.

But when Gu Wang reacted, it seemed to be too late.

He Qinghuan looked down at him with a dark and obscure light in his eyes.

Gu Wang's throat tightened, his fingers unconsciously grasped, holding the air in his hands, his eyes didn't know where to look.

The other's eyes were too familiar, so that Gu Wang subconsciously felt a burst of softness in his legs and heart.

"Can you kiss me after taking medicine?" He Qinghuan asked softly, soliciting Gu Wang's opinion in a soft tone.

The other person's breathing is close at hand, and his voice is like an old guitar that is slowly plucked, but it is not the strings of the guitar that plucks, but every sensitive nerve.

He Qinghuan, who was ill, showed his desire for Gu Wang more clearly, making it even more unstoppable.

But it was still a little bit hidden, hiding the dark, unseen dark waves surging crazily below the calm sea.

"Take the medicine, but... you can consider it." Gu Wang squatted.

Gu Wang usually can play freely in front of He Qinghuan, and He Qinghuan let him tease him. Gu Wang also knows this. Because of his clarity, boys feel confident.

At the same time, Gu Wang knew more clearly that He Qinghuan really cares about him, he can't parry.

Like now.

He seemed to be caught by a hunter with a net, and held by a lion's paw.

He Qinghuan pressed the person towards him, pressed his forehead against him, his breath intertwined with the boy, and his voice sounded in a low voice in his ear, "Excuse me, your boyfriend wants to kiss now, what should I do?"

The room was terribly dim, and Gu Wang raised his eyes and could only see He Qinghuan's slightly vague facial features, and the quiet dim light behind the room made people panic.

Gu Wang's body was held down and couldn't move, so he could not move his face and said vaguely, "I don't care."

What does he care?

He Qinghuan lowered his eyes, followed his words and said, "Well, you don't care."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and bit on Gu Wang’s earlobe, gently tugged at the soft flesh between his teeth, licked the tip of his tongue, and finally went along the top of the auricle. The thin ear bones were swept. As the time passed, the temperature slowly increased, Gu Wang's eyes were a little out of focus, and his fingers were clenched on He Qinghuan's arm.

In the end when the boy had a vague tendency to go down along his neck, Gu Wang bit his tongue slightly, and after a moment of clarity, he pushed He Qinghuan away.

Not only Gu Wang, but there is a thin layer of water vapor in He Qinghuan’s eyes, and the end of his eyes is a little red because of patience. Unlike Gu Wang, Gu Wang makes people feel soft, while He Qinghuan is unbearable. Want to surrender.

When He Qinghuan didn't restrain his aura at all, it was easy to think of a king who could do whatever he wanted.

The white light outside came out of the gap between the curtain and the wall with difficulty and entered the room. Half of He Qinghuan's face was immersed in the darkness, forming a clear dividing line between light and darkness, half of them were gods and half were ghosts.

Gu Wang raised his hand, his arm was blindfolded, and his voice was rustling softly, "He Qinghuan, you are enough."

He Qinghuan looked at the boy lightly and shallowly.

When I wanted to say something, the aunt outside knocked on the door, breaking the silence in the room.

Gu Wang went to open the door, and the aunt was stunned when she saw him.

"Ahuan shouted at you?"

The boy's eyes were a little red, and his collar was messy. The aunt seemed to understand what happened between the two. She didn't think about it elsewhere. She thought it was He Qinghuan who was disturbed and unpleasant, so she yelled.

Gu Wang opened the door and smiled covertly, "No."

Auntie looked behind Gu Wang, and He Qinghuan came out of the cup holding the cup, "I have taken the medicine."

Gu Wang gave way to the side. He Qinghuan took the door and pulled Gu Wang downstairs. The aunt turned and looked at the back of the two for a while, feeling that the two children's auras were not harmonious.

She grew up watching He Qinghuan. This child, in the eyes of their own people, is an excellent and a genius, but in the eyes of outsiders, it is insignificant, abnormal, and even a monster in the eyes of peers.

People who are too good basically can't get together.

They were disgusted and contemptuous of He Qinghuan behind their backs, but they were afraid and bowed to their knees in front of them.

The aunt felt uncomfortable more than once, and everyone felt that He Qinghuan was different from them, but in her eyes, He Qinghuan was the same as all teenagers.

He Qinghuan stood downstairs and took the anti-fever medicine. Auntie saw it, and quickly went downstairs and went into the kitchen to prepare for cooking.

There are only He Qinghuan and Gu Wang in the huge living room.

The anti-fever medicine comes in a single piece. He Qinghuan drank a few sips of water in a row, held the cup in his hand and turned it around for a while, then he muttered in his mouth, "What should I do if it is not hot?"

"..."

Gu Wang sat on the sofa and moved aside silently.

Neuropathy.

He Qinghuan glanced at Gu Wang, put the cup on the coffee table, stood up, Gu Wang straightened up his waist, He Qinghuan couldn't help but curled his lips. If Gu Wang was a cat, his hair must be upright now. Woke up.

Gu Wang thought what He Qinghuan was going to do again, but the latter just wandered to the kitchen slowly after standing up.

"..."

"What are you doing?"

"Not in the cabinet, in the refrigerator, what kind of pudding to eat so cold?"

"Oh, little ancestor, let it go, let it go, let it go, I'll come and I'll come."

Gu Wang, "..."

He couldn't help but look into the kitchen. He wanted to know what He Qinghuan was doing in the kitchen, which made his aunt so irritable.

Only an aunt in the He family dared to treat He Qinghuan as a teenage boy, and the others wanted to run away when they saw He Qinghuan.

He Qinghuan stood behind her aunt, watching her abruptly took a small white pot out of the cabinet, the aunt opened a packet of black tea and a carton of milk, and said something in her mouth, "You have a cold now, so don't eat ice."

"He eats." He Qinghuan said.

"It's so cold, he can't eat it. I'll make milk tea for you. If you go out to play with your classmates, I will cook for you."

Gu Wang loves to eat these gadgets, and He Qinghuan remembers it anytime.

It's not too cold now, and the air conditioner is turned on again. When He Qinghuan pulled Gu Wang's hand just now, the boy's fingers were hot and he thought he should be able to eat.

The aunt slapped the refrigerator door directly.

"..."

He Qinghuan did not go out immediately, he leaned against the door, his voice was soft, "Not a classmate."

Auntie took a spoon and stirred in the pot. The sound of ironware colliding with porcelain coincided with what He Qinghuan said. She didn't hear clearly, "Isn't it?"

"It's a boyfriend."

He Qinghuan turned his head and glanced at the living room. The boy was already relaxed and leaning on the sofa. He didn't know what he was chewing on. He raised his head and squinted his eyes, like a lazy cat.

"Not a classmate, he is my boyfriend." He Qinghuan repeated it again in a low voice.

The aunt was stunned, her hand loosened, the spoon fell into the pot, and she woke her up with a "clang".

With so many people in the family, He Qinghuan only talked to his aunt.

It's not about those hypocritical things. Only the aunts are the family members, who are recognized by He Qinghuan. He Qinghuan has nothing in his heart for him to recognize and recognize as family members.

He just felt that auntie had to know that the boy outside was not a classmate, but someone who would live in this home in the future and share everything he has.

The aunt hurriedly picked up the spoon from the pot, kept oops in her mouth, then put the spoon aside and turned off the fire, "It’s good, it’s good. You’re sick. People still come to see you in this kind of weather." ..."

Probably it was too unexpected, and I also felt a little too surprised, the aunt's words were a little messy.

"You ask, what he likes to eat, I will make it."

"It was you who chased you first, or was it you who chased you first, you are kind to others, I think that kid is spoiled and spoiled..."

"Go out quickly, go out and stay with others!"

When He Qinghuan turned and went back to the living room, he saw tears in the corner of his aunt's eyes. He paused for a while and went out without saying anything.

After the boy left, the aunt couldn’t help laughing. She was from the Lin family. When He Qinghuan’s mother got married, she liked the dishes she cooked and brought her together. He Qinghuan was the one she grew up watching. She knows best how much hardship this child has suffered, so when she hears him say "I am a boyfriend" and "I like the person", she feels pleasantly surprised and happy.

After so much hardship, at least in other places, please make some compensation.

Gu Wang saw him come out, carrying two packs of potato chips, and throwing them in Gu Wang's arms, picked up the TV remote control from the carpet, and leaned on the sofa, "He Churan’s classmate gave her a cat. Bite the remote control."

Gu Wang just tore open the potato chips. After hearing it, he glanced at the remote control in He Qinghuan's hand, and the red power button on the top was bitten off.

"..."

He Qinghuan threw the remote control aside, the next second, his head rested on Gu Wang's shoulder.

With a shallow breath sprayed on his neck, Gu Wang froze immediately.

"Stay away from me." Gu Wang said.

"Yeah." He Qinghuan moved a bit and found a more comfortable posture. Gu Wang was thin, with no flesh on his shoulders, leaning on the people, but He Qinghuan liked to be at this close distance to Gu Wang.

The closer the better.

Gu Wang, "..."

Gu Wang stretched out his hand to push He Qinghuan away. The latter seemed to be predictable, his eyelashes were covered, covering his eyes, "I didn't sleep much last night, can Wangwang let me rely on it?"

Gu Wang tilted his head slightly and lowered his eyelids. He Qinghuan could indeed see a faint cyan color under his eyes. Gu Wang felt soft and put his hand back. Didn't he push He Qinghuan mercilessly.

Relying on it, it's not a big deal.

The sky was dim outside the window, the wind was long and stern, and the fallen leaves were flying in the air.

The rain is still pattering, the living room is lit up with lights, not the biggest crystal chandelier, floor lamps in every corner of the living room, two teenagers on the sofa, one is playing with a mobile phone, one is playing with a mobile phone, the other is closed, like sleeping .

Milk tea is brewed in the kitchen, and the sweet and heavy taste of black tea and milk wafts in the living room.

The living room, which has always been cold and quiet, began to warm up because of the coexistence of these two people.

Gu Wang thought He Qinghuan was really asleep, so he couldn't help but leaned on the sofa and chatted with Shen Zhao and the others.

School is now lunch time in the afternoon.

[Shen Zhao: I heard that He Qinghuan is sick, hope you are also sick? I went to see you last class. You weren't there. Song Zhiyan said that you took a leave of absence and was uncomfortable. ]

[Song Zhiyan: Anyway, Wangwang said he was uncomfortable. Although I didn't see it, I still believed it. ]

[Gu Wang:...]

[Shen Zhao: Hope, you and He Qinghuan got sick together, just, some boring girls said, you two must have been in close contact, so you got sick together. ]

[Shen Zhao: I didn't believe it at first, but afterwards, I think they made a lot of sense. ]

[Shen Zhao: Are you with He Qinghuan now? ]

[Gu Wang: Then you know it again? ]

[Shen Zhao: Are you really together? Let me go, these women are amazing, I listen to my front desk analysis. ]

Gu Wang didn't expect that the class next door could still participate.

[Shen Zhao: Pay attention to safety, hope. ]

[Song Zhiyan: Shut up, Zhaozi, you almost gotta make your face faster! ]

[Shen Zhao: Really? ]

[Song Zhiyan: I told Wangwang you something. Last class, Lin Qian asked the party secretary, where did you go with He Qinghuan, and then he also asked for leave. I think he went to you? ]

[Gu Wang: Do you also know Lin Qian? ]

Song Zhiyan doesn't know Lin Qian now...

[Shen Zhao: What I said, I can't help it, I have a big horn and a palm. ]

[Gu Wang:...]

[Song Zhiyan: It feels like he is weird. He always stares at Gu Wang in class, like what he looks at or what he sees, fucking, doesn’t he like He Qinghuan? ]

[Shen Zhao: rich secrets, rich secrets. ]

[Song Zhiyan: Zhaozi, you and Yue Feng have a good relationship now. ]

As Gu Wang was about to reply to the news, he felt the person leaning on his shoulders move. He checked the time. It would only be twenty minutes before he woke up?

Gu Wang thought that he had acted too much, so he held the phone out of his hand and adjusted his sitting posture.

He Qinghuan didn't put all his weight on Gu Wang's body, he got up a little, then leaned back, his face buried in Gu Wang's neck, and the boy stiffened almost instantly.

It is clear.

He Qinghuan sniffed Guwang's neck, like patrolling the territory, Guwang was still holding the phone in his hand, He Qinghuan dropped his eyes, took the phone out of his hand, and threw it on the carpet.

The phone slammed on the soft carpet with a muffled sound. Gu Wang regained his senses. He tilted his head to the side and wanted to hide, but He Qinghuan pressed his back on his back.

Inside Gu Wang was a loose sweater with a light apricot long windbreaker on the outside. The top button was quietly rubbed off by He Qinghuan when the boy was unconscious.

The thin white collarbone was exposed.

He Qinghuan kept his eyes on it, his breathing was so hot that he could burn people, and his lips rubbed against Gu Wang's skin when he spoke.

Gu Wang was hot and hot, and his mind became a little hot and confused. For a moment, he suspected that the person with the fever was not He Qinghuan, but himself. The latter seemed so sober even when he was sick.

"I don't seem to burn that much."

"Can you kiss now?"

He Qinghuan's voice was still hoarse, and when he asked Gu Wang, his eyes were dark, as if as long as Gu Wang nodded, in the next second, he could pounce on Gu Wang and swallow it.

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