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

Chapter 80 Do you still want to be popular!

    When he touched it, Gu Zhuoyan trembled a little, he didn't hide, he took a breath without showing any traces, and the gaps in his abdominal muscles became more obvious. He wrapped his hands around Zhuang Fanxin's waist, tightened his grip, slipped away, and put him on the operating table with a kiss on the lips.

    Zhuang Fanxin spread his legs apart, holding Gu Zhuoyan between them, the posture was the same as the kiss in the classroom that year, the first kiss. The hand that held Mai Xuanfeng lingered on Gu Zhuoyan's abdominal muscles, from cold to warm, moving up, there was a thud in his chest, jumping fiercely and fast.

    He couldn't help but grabbed it, not daring to use too much force.

    Gu Zhuoyan didn't expect to be hit in the chest, so he smiled, but he couldn't stop kissing him once he smiled, and pushed Zhuang Fanxin's head. "Deliberately not sewing buttons," he said, "just waiting to play hooligans, isn't it?"

    Zhuang Fanxin tilted his head: "Deliberately sent a message and then retracted," retaliated, licking the drool on his lips, "just waiting for me to call you Come here to play hooligans, don't you?"

    He put his hands together, gathered the open front of his shirt, pressed a little, covering Gu Zhuoyan's chest and abdominal muscles. In his eyes, Gu Zhuoyan's revealing beauty, or wrapping it up tightly, are both extremely sexy.

    Putting Mai Xuanfeng aside, Gu Zhuoyan said regretfully, "Why are you finished eating

    ?" , rubbed the inner part of the knee to heat.

    Gu Zhuoyan opened the paper bag and took out a portion of French fries: "I asked you to dip it in, and you eat it directly."

    Zhuang Fan was stunned. He used to eat like this at McDonald's back then, and Gu Zhuoyan always remembered it. , he was moved, happy, and wrapped his arms around Gu Zhuoyan's neck to kiss him.

    Gu Zhuoyan tilted his head away: "The fun is over."

    "...You are so fast." Zhuang Fan said without hesitation, took a French fries and bit them, "Let's try this, you bite the other end. , eat it bit by bit, and see how short it is in the end."

    Gu Zhuoyan said, "Idiot."

    He withdrew from between Zhuang Fanxin's legs, pulled out the cheeseburger, saw that Zhuang Fanxin was still holding the French fries in his mouth, like a cigarette, and leaned over to bite it off.

    "Smoking is not allowed in the future." Gu Zhuoyan said.     Zhuang Fanxin

    asked back: "I'll smoke with you, aren't you happy?"

That's why he dared not to move, and dared to talk nonsense with him confidently.

    Chewing the hamburger, Gu Zhuoyan's eyes plucked at Zhuang Fanxin, who was still sitting on the operating table, with a clean short white T-shirt and thin arms, holding a shirt and threading buttons.

    He felt a little regretful, he couldn't control himself in Rongcheng.

    But the taste of the lips... seems to have no regrets.

    Gu Zhuoyan sat down on the chair by the stage, had dinner, and Zhuang Fan was serious about making clothes, sharing a lamp and a table, just like the poor family in the old days, it was late at night and the worker just came back from work Accompanied thoughtfully.

    After a while of silence, Zhuang Fanxin said: "I will hold a fashion show in the next year, centering on my independent design, and finally I will appear as a designer to greet the audience watching the show."