In ancient times, there was drama and entertainment, but now there is Gu Bao to sleep with. His filial piety is earth-shattering, although the object is not his biological father, but Pei's second father. Pei Ting hugged him to sleep, and after a while, he breathed for a long time, while Gu Bao obediently played with his mobile phone in his arms.
Gu Bao was 175 and Pei Ting was 188. They were 13 centimeters apart in height, almost the same head. It was reasonable to hold them up, but his cheeks were against Pei Ting's chest, which was too hot.
His heartbeat was very clear, thumping beside his ears. Maybe it's too hot, and still being held, Gu Bao's face gradually warms up, his head is deprived of oxygen, and he can't concentrate while looking at the phone.
He raised his face, wanting to peek outside for some fresh air. However, this posture, no matter how far you can go, can only stare at Pei Ting's chin line in a daze, and because he was breathing too hard, Pei Ting's eyelashes trembled, and the hand around his waist was even harder, using his limbs to suggest do not move.
Gu Bao risked myopia and buried himself in receiving news from Ji Tu. Ji Tu went abroad to play after the test. The group said that he stepped on the spot in advance to see which school his parents paid him to enter, and there were many handsome guys and beauties.
He tilted the focus of handsome guys and beauties for a second, and asked Ji Tu: "Why are you looking at handsome guys?"
Ji Tu replied in seconds: "Of course it's about my potential competitors in this school, my treasure, your question. It's very suspicious."
Gu Bao didn't care, and changed the subject: "So you can't come to Xie Shiyan."
"Nonsense, how can there be no me on this occasion, without me, the active little prince, everyone is not I have to hug my head and cry." Ji Tu said briskly.
The two of them chatted, and Yang Fufeng was speechless the whole time. Gu Bao cut out the group chat, poked Fufeng privately, and asked if the person was in a bad mood. He didn't dare to ask about the exam. If he really failed the exam, Yang Fufeng didn't talk about it himself, but he asked him instead, isn't this a pot that can't be opened and raised.
Yang Fufeng responded quickly and said no. Gu Bao is not a talkative person, so he didn't continue talking. Yang Fufeng replied in the group, "Do you want to go to the Teacher Xie Banquet tomorrow?"
Gu Bao said yes, but Ji Tu didn't answer. Yang Fufeng circled Ji Tu and said, "What about you?"
Ji Tu said, I will get off the plane tomorrow and go over by myself.
Gu Bao looked at the dialog box and felt uncomfortable. No matter how naive he was, he could feel that Yang Fufeng and Ji Tu would never go back to the past. The separation of the university is imminent, and there is still a quarrel in the heart. After all, it has embarked on a fork in life, and it is destined to drift away.
Taking back the phone, Gu Bao was in a bad mood. He sighed silently, his head was knocked on his chin, and Pei Ting opened his sleepy eyes: "What's wrong, you are so reluctant to sleep with me?"
Gu Bao shook his head, rubbing his cheeks. Passing Pei Ting's clothes was like rubbing against someone's chest: "No, I'm just a little depressed." Pei Ting
let go of him, sat up, and asked someone to get him a bottle of water. The study is Pei Ting's permanent base and has a refrigerator. Gu Bao walked to the refrigerator to get bottled water. He stepped on his slippers and walked in front of Pei Ting, who was grabbed and pulled to the sofa.
Even more intimate hugs and sleep have been done, and the warm body was separated for less than half a minute. Gu Bao sat down next to Pei Ting and watched him drink water.
