Hope You've Been Well [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 75 Both Drunk and Sober.

    "You are..." Zhuang Fan's heart was embedded in one of Gu Zhuoyan's arms, his clothes were disheveled, and he was hiding seductive thoughts just now, he opened his mouth so shyly, but he hesitated even more, "Are you forgiving me... "

    He used the word "forgive", the cowardly giving up ten years ago, that heart-breaking phone call, so the premise for him and Gu Zhuoyan to reconcile the old relationship is that Gu Zhuoyan forgives him.

    After asking, Zhuang Fan looked at Gu Zhuoyan without blinking, feeling ashamed, afraid, and anticipating. Suddenly, the hand holding him loosened, and he immediately panicked, wrapping his arms around Gu Zhuoyan's shoulder tightly.

    "I know, I know everything." He said, "I won't ask any more."

    Gu Zhuoyan looked at him, "What do you know?"

    Zhuang Fanxin said, "You have a problem in your heart." On the broken window paper, his words were so light, as if he was out of his mind, "That hurdle is a wound... a scar formed. The executioner is me."

    Gu Zhuo said, "Yes, it was you."

    Zhuang Fan's heart pricked He lowered his head, buried it on Gu Zhuoyan's shoulder, took a few deep breaths, raised his face again, and said, "But you gave me a chance to chase you, I invited you, you didn't refuse, I encountered difficulties, you want to know, I I beg you to come to Rongcheng, and you will come here." He murmured to the conclusion, "You are always soft-hearted to me." After being

    exposed, Gu Zhuoyan couldn't hold back his face: "Are you very proud?"

    "I am content. "Zhuang

    Fanxin said, his palm lightly stroked from Gu Zhuoyan's shoulder, to his neck, raised his wrist to support his chin, and turned to look at him, "But once you are satisfied, you will be dissatisfied immediately." Staring at Gu Zhuoyan's pupils resolutely: "You drink the soup I stew, I want to eat with you every day, I brush my teeth at your house, I want to put an extra mouthwash cup, you are in Xiamen, I want to Let you come to Rongcheng, you are here, sitting here, I just want to see your reaction without clothes."

    Zhuang Fanxin spat out every sentence, he held Gu Zhuoyan's cheeks in his hands, this posture is boring and artificial, it can make people feel numb. "The more soft-hearted you are, the more I feel sorry for you." He said unadulteratedly, but mixed with helplessness, "But I can't help but make trouble with you eager for quick success, trying to make you more soft-hearted."

    He confessed honestly, frankly Self-deprecating: "Now I've become... quite bad."

    Gu Zhuoyan gave Zhuang Fanxin the bad thing for all his involuntary self-control, and the withdrawn hand moved back and hugged it instead of pressing his back, but hugging She bowed her waist: "Did you become bad, or who made you bad?"

    That little bit of jealousy is like weeds on the field, it can't be burned out, blown again, and just a few words can start a fire.

    Zhuang Fan's heart was smug, and said: "I didn't mess with others." As if hiding something, he didn't answer directly, "We are oriental, reserved." Meat: "I don't want to know how close I was with the empathetic grandson. Since you are chasing me now, just be honest and don't look at others. Do you understand?"

    Zhuang Fanxin nodded and turned back to put on his clothes. However, he was in a daze for a long time. Gu Zhuoyan went to the window and stood there, touched a cigarette and lit it, his face was neither happy nor angry, it was very flat, in fact, it took seven or eight puffs to clear away the dry fire inside.     It was already noon when we came out of the hotel, the weather was cloudy and sunny, and the wind was gentle, especially suitable for couples dating. Both of them were hungry, and the area was bustling, so they picked a popular restaurant for lunch.     There were no empty seats in the lobby, and the waiters' pace was as fast as flying. When the meal was ready, Zhuang Fan couldn't wait to move his chopsticks, stuffed his mouth full of food, and ate it deliciously. Gu Zhuoyan always put on a gentleman's ostentation, and joked: "How many days have you been hungry?"     Zhuang Fan complained: "I only ate one meal yesterday, and it was unpalatable in the factory cafeteria." He swallowed, his lips were covered with oil, "The boss wanted to invite me the day before, and when the order is out, I won't mention it."     "I'm bothering you." Gu Zhuoyan said, "Drink some soup."     Zhuang Fan took a sip, deliberately keeping his stomach open: "I don't want to drink soup, I want to drink milk tea." He smiled, and the joy in his eyes burst out. Gu Zhuoyan understood, and cooperated, "There are so many milk tea shops, which one should I drink?"