The Male Lead's White Moonlight is Attracted to Me!

Like a traveler who meets the rain for a long time.

The back of Gu Wang's head was held by the palm, and the hair passed through the other's fingertips. He Qinghuan's palm was placed on the mirror. Gu Wang's head was raised, his neck leaned back, and the upward arc was like a swan dying.

I almost feel breathless.

He Qinghuan didn't rush, Gu Wang's mouth was completely captured by him bit by bit, and he gently tricked the opponent's tongue.

Coax the other party to respond.

Gu Wang's hand was placed on He Qinghuan's arm, his clothes were wrinkled out by him, and his fingertips were reddish.

Gu Wang's eyelashes flapped like a cicada's wings, and he responded awkwardly and unskillfully to He Qinghuan.

No wonder Guwang will not.

He Qinghuan has always taken the lead in such things. Even if the opponent takes the initiative to hand over the dominant power to him, Gu Wang's response will welcome He Qinghuan's counterattack tenfold and one hundredfold.

There was a warm light in front of Gu Wang, his waist was about to soften, and the tip of his tongue was numb from sucking. At first, he was able to resist He Qinghuan, but now, he almost does what He Qinghuan does.

I'm out of strength.

Gu Wang's lips slightly opened, his chin knocked on He Qinghuan's shoulder, and his eyes briefly lost focus.

He Qinghuan put one hand on the back of Gu Wang's neck and pinched him to comfort him.

While gently taking Gu Wang's hand from his arm.

Gu Wang bowed his head, eyes puzzled.

He moved his eyes upward following He Qinghuan's movements.

When his finger touched He Qinghuan’s mouth, Gu Wang quickly reacted to what He Qinghuan was going to do, and let out a low growl, "Enough!"

The end of his eyes was red, like a silent invitation.

"Well, Wangwang said enough is enough." He Qinghuan's hair was still dry, and water dripped down the tip of the hair.

Gu Wang hadn't completely let go of the tone in his heart, he really couldn't help He Qinghuan's endlessness.

But immediately, the finger was caught by the person in front of him.

The fingertips were forced to stir in the warm mouth, wrapped around the tip of the tongue and pressed against the fingertips.

Gu Wang clamored for every pore, and the unspeakable stimulus rushed in his blood.

He Qinghuan slowly pulled Gu Wang’s finger out of his mouth, and a layer of water was squeezed on his lips. Gu Wang’s eyes fell on it, and his eyes were a bit unable to move. He knew that He Qinghuan’s capital could not be removed. of.

The other party knows it himself, so he makes good use of this.

Gu Wang couldn't help but curl up his toes. He Qinghuan held his face in his hands, and the breath between his nose was entwined. When speaking, the lips of the two people would touch each other from time to time.

"University live with me, okay?"

Gu Wanggui made a wise speech.

After being hugged by He Qinghuan from the washstand and changing his pajamas again, Gu Wang looked at the familiar and unfamiliar face in the mirror and choked for a second.

What is familiar is that face is still his look, but what is strange is the look of the boy after being loved.

Showy, soft and irresistible.

When the door was opened to go to the guest room, Gu Wang's phone rang desperately on the carpet outside.

Although I had already greeted Lao Gu and the others, the family still called.

He Qinghuan handed the phone to Gu Wang.

Gu Wang thought that Old Gu would ask where he was at the first time. Unexpectedly, the old father on the other end of the phone skipped this link. The first sentence was,

"Let He Qinghuan answer the phone!"

Gu Wang, "..."

Gu Wang was worried that Lao Gu and He Qinghuan could not talk, and their expressions were a little nervous. He Qinghuan glanced at him and squeezed his little finger to show comfort.

I thought he would say it for a long time, or the old Gu would have to say a few words to himself after talking to He Qinghuan, but he didn't expect that after He Qinghuan gave the last hum, he hung up the phone.

"..."

"What did Old Gu say?"

When they were nervous, both of them forgot to turn on the speakerphone. Gu Wang felt that when He Qinghuan held him, his palms were slightly hot, just like Gu Wang, perhaps the other party was more nervous than himself.

"Let you not have a boyfriend, just forget Laozi." He Qinghuan conveyed Gu Dazhi's words honestly.

Gu Wang, "..." He knew that this was Old Gu's speaking style.

"Also, let you not go back to the guest room tonight." He Qinghuan's eyes narrowed.

Gu Wang stepped back two steps and kept a safe distance from He Qinghuan. He tilted his head and said thoughtfully, "If old Gu wants to say, I should break my leg if I don't go to the guest room."

The hand behind him touched the doorknob, quickly twisted it and slipped out. He Qinghuan fell ill and reacted not as fast as before. When he recovered, the room was quiet and silent, and the boy's clothes were not caught.

In the middle of the night, thunder and lightning, and heavy rain.

City A likes to rain, but since Gu Wang realized this place, the rain was just pure rain. Lightning thunder and heavy rain have never come together.

Lightning pierced the sky, like a curved soft sword, slashing towards the near end from a distance, the black sky curtain was like a torn cloth, and rain poured out from it.

The thunder is hidden in the black clouds, the cascading black clouds, the muffled thunder roaring, like a boulder rolling down from the top of the mountain, causing the earth to tremble.

Gu Wang looked at the phone after waking up, and it was only two o'clock in the morning.

He is afraid of thunder.

When he was young, he was not afraid. Later, every time it rained, his leg hurts like a needle stick. Although he could not stand up anymore, he had no sequelae.

Even rain can endure, only the mixed lightning and thunder add to the irritability.

Whether it is day or night, the thunder is always low and dull, as if it heralds ominous, Guwang disgusts and fears.

After the leg injury, Gu Wang suffered a lot more problems.

The quilt was just changed by the aunt at night. It was soft and clean. Gu Wang covered his head with the quilt, trying to ignore the suffocating dull feeling brought by thunder and lightning.

The door was pushed open, and the weak light from the corridor revealed. Gu Wang lifted the quilt and took a look.

He Qinghuan stood at the door, the light behind his back was faint, his facial features were immersed in darkness.

Emotions are not real.

Gu Wang's voice was hoarse when he just woke up, "What are you doing?"

He Qinghuan approached, squatted by his bed, raised his eyes and said softly, "Come and see you."

He Qinghuan knew that Gu Wang hated this kind of weather. The combination of thunder, lightning and heavy rain had a great impact on Gu Wang's mood.

In the past encountered such bad weather, no matter how busy he was, He Qinghuan would put down his work and accompany Gu Wang.

Even if nothing happened this time, He Qinghuan woke up while lightning pierced the sky, his consciousness was slower than his movements, and when he recovered, he was already standing in front of the guest room.

The floor of the guest room is also covered with carpets. He Qinghuan and Shidi at night are like two people, with soft expressions, sitting cross-legged on the ground, twisting the quilt corners, "Go to sleep."

Gu Wang is indeed very sleepy, he is not very able to stay up late.

The boy's hand stretched out from the quilt and held He Qinghuan's. His voice was vague because of the drowsiness that hit him. "They said they would let you have time to have a meal together."

He Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes drooped, and he slowly buckled Gu Wang, "Okay."

Gu Wang fell asleep, and told him to respond without sounding asleep.

The light in He Qinghuan's eyes disappeared a few times, and He Qinghuan's voice sounded in the empty and quiet room.

"Wangwang, when you are twenty, we will get married, okay?"

The screen of He Qinghuan's right hand phone was on, and the recording interface time jumped from second to second to display the recording time.

Gu Wang let out a bewildered "Uh".

He Qinghuan repeated it again.

Gu Wang's hand slid out of He Qinghuan's. He turned over and said unconsciously, "I see, knot knot."

He Qinghuan raised the corner of his mouth. After a few seconds, he pressed the pause button of the recording, and then saved it.

The poem recitation was in the afternoon of the next day, and the clothes had to be unified and bought with the class next door.

It happened to be in the same shop, and the arts committee of the next class had members from that shop. Wenting asked the class next to this.

He Qinghuan and Gu Wang are going to take the lead. Their clothes are different from those in the class. The others are in black pullovers, and they are in white shirts.

Gu Wangkan, He Qinghuan took the two shirts in his hand and looked through it several times. He wondered, "What's wrong?"

He Qinghuan paused, "Nothing."

Gu Wang nodded, his gaze stayed on Song Zhiyan and Meng Ou for a long time.

The two of them were weird. They came back in the morning and sent out clothes without saying a word. Meng Ou is not a talkative person, and it is normal not to speak, but Song Zhiyan is not. Usually Song Zhiyan wants to tell him everything he ate in the morning. Meng Ou.

Gu Wang sent Song Zhiyan WeChat to ask him what's wrong.

Song Zhiyan replied quickly.

[I want to take her home last night, she said no, I want it, and then she won't...]

[Gu Wang: Pick up important things.]

Gu Wang was not interested in such boring pulling and pulling between the two.

[I followed her. The third-grade rascal student entangled her. After I drove them away, she was angry with me, saying that I was neurotic and followed her. I took it. I was fucking blind. This girl She’s not conscientious, it rained so hard last night, I drove her home all the way, and I was scolded. I was almost crying at the time, and she was crying too. What makes her cry, crying I shouldn’t drive away that A wretched man?]

For a long passage, Gu Wang could clearly feel Song Zhiyan's anger between the lines.

[Gu Wang: Maybe, she is in trouble.]

Song Zhiyan didn't answer, Gu Wang looked at him. When the boy in front of Meng Ou was fighting with the same table, he pushed and shoved and knocked down a stack of books on Meng Ou's table. Song Zhiyan was bored and kicked the man in front of him. Stool kicked.

"Can you be quiet?"

The people around were silent for a moment.

Gu Wang, "..."

He believed in the evil of Song Zhiyan and ignored Meng Ou's.

At noon, everyone gathered in the auditorium.

Gu Wang changed his white shirt, He Qinghuan went to the auditorium ahead of time, and the teacher asked him for something.

"I am waiting for you over there."

Gu Wang bowed his head and fastened his cufflinks, "Okay."

In only twenty minutes, Gu Wang and Song Zhiyan passed by. Song Zhiyan looked down at Meng Ou's empty table. Meng Ou said that he wanted to change seats. The two of them really didn't say a word from morning to noon.

When he arrived at the auditorium, Song Zhiyan sighed, "Are girls so hard to understand? Am I wrong to protect her?"

Gu Wang didn't know what to say, he had never liked girls.

But Song Zhiyan asked Gu Wang without any insight, "Wangwang, what do you think?"

Gu Wang pondered for a while, and decided to remind Song Zhiyan, "He Qinghuan is not a girl."

"..." Song Zhiyan patted his forehead, "Yes."

Gu Wang, "..."

At the entrance of the auditorium, Song Zhiyan wanted to join his class, Gu Wang went to the backstage, and Xiao Xiao, the art and art committee member of the next class, caught up from behind, patted Gu Wang on the shoulder, and went backstage with him, exclaiming. "Gu hope you look so good in a white shirt!"

Gu Wang didn't know Xiao Xiao well, so he politely said thank you.

He Qinghuan was talking to Wen Ting. When he saw Gu Wang, his always cold expression loosened a little. He waved to Gu Wang, "Come here."

Gu Wang walked towards He Qinghuan, but in the next second, he saw the softness in He Qinghuan's eyes, and his expression became cold and gloomy.

Gu Wang stood there and looked at himself, very confused.

what happened?

Wen Ting was not a vegetarian either, she was very sensitive to the changes in the atmosphere, her voice gradually became quieter, and finally disappeared completely.

He Qinghuan's eyes fell on Xiao Xiao behind Gu Wang, like the ice of winter.

"Come here, look around." He Qinghuan stretched out his hand towards Gu Wang.

Gu Wang walked to him and stood still.

He Qinghuan raised his hand to help him adjust his collar. Gu Wang asked softly what was wrong, but He Qinghuan didn't answer.

Xiao Xiao, who was swept by He Qinghuan's eyes, had cold hands and feet.

He Qinghuan laughed, and threw the manuscript in his hand on the table aside, his eyes were low, his expression was cold, he couldn't see the happiness or anger, but in the next second, he raised his hand and suddenly tore off a heart from the collar. Shaped rhinestone buckle.

The button was thrown to the ground by him. He looked at Xiao Xiao who had been frozen in place, and slowly moved his gaze down under the girl's collar, only half of the light yellow one was exactly the same as the one he had pulled off the collar just now. The rhinestone buckle seemed to smile, "Don't move these careful thoughts."

His slightly mocking smile and dark eyes disappeared when it fell on Gu Wang's face. He took Gu Wang's wrist, buckled it back, and whispered, "I have a boyfriend."

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The author has something to say: Hope: When I don’t exist?

-The clothes were ordered by the literary committee next door. She rubbed herself and He Gou into a couple outfit. He Gou pulled the buttons, it looked like this