Hold On, You're Something Else [MTL]

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After Rong Jing's eyes adapted to the darkness, he looked at his watch against the moonlight, and it was past midnight before he knew it: "Go to bed first."

Hearing this, Gu Xi went to the bed with a cold expression, maintaining his aloof personality all the time, leaning on the back of the bed to reply to Mo Dot's nervous inquiries.There are almost no scenic spots near the film and television city, and the highway is a little farther away. In the past few years, Gu Xi was secretly photographed and followed from time to time, which caused him to become nervous.

Mo Dian had to hear Gu Xi's voice to confirm that the phone was not taken away by someone to reply. Gu Xi had no choice but to record a voice message and send it in order to prevent Mo Dian from calling the police with great fanfare.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Rong Jing rummaging through the closet next to him: "What are you looking for?"

"Quilt." Is the service in this hotel so inadequate that there isn't even a spare quilt?

"..." Which hotel would prepare this, the corner of Gu Xi's mouth twitched.

This is a bit embarrassing, Rong Jing originally planned to sleep on the floor, but the plan fell through.

Fortunately, this bedroom is quite big, and there are tables and chairs for resting by the window. He just sat and squinted for a while with his clothes on. Just as he was about to walk over, he suddenly heard a voice: "The bed is big enough for two people." asleep."

"I don't sleep very well." It's a bit inappropriate to be lonely and widowed.

"Oh, I thought you were disgusting me."

The voice gradually lowered, Gu Xi lowered his eyes, in the hazy darkness, there seemed to be a trace of sadness.

After the drama was over, Gu Xi didn't look at Rong Jing's reaction, and got into the quilt alone, covering his head with a hood.

The silent sadness is too deadly, it pokes at the softest part of the heart.

"Of course not, I'm just worried..." Oh, what a mistake to say.

Rong Jing simply proved it with practical actions, and he didn't care about the idea of ​​whether AO would give or receive a kiss, and he lifted the other side of the quilt and went to bed.

Gu Xi felt the bed collapse, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

The bed was huge, and the same quilt was pulled out of a large gap by the bodies of the two, and the slightly cool air came in, cooling down the slightly warm brains of the two.

In the whole room, the only sound seemed to be their breathing.

Gu Xi deliberately lowered his voice, silently listening to the melody next to him.

In my heart, I silently calculated the interval between Rong Jing's breaths, as if this could give me a little comfort for my restless heart.

The sound insulation is not very good, you can hear Xie Ling Qiye's voice.Maybe it was because I was really disturbed just now, and now I came to check on my brother's situation, turned the handle, and was surprised to find that the door was locked.