"What do you say, you are so sharp-eyed, I can hide anything from you." Although he said this, he did not dare to look at her with a weak heart.

"That's right, the sheets are wet, give it to me, I'll dry it for you."

He immediately snatched it back: "No, I can do it myself." ”

Then, lock yourself in your bedroom.

Stay Gu Qinghuan outside the door and doubt life.

After Lu Jingxing entered the house, he buried himself directly in the pillow, his face was red with shame, and his heart was pounding violently.

He was eager to find a crack in the ground just now, regretting that he didn't run faster, and disgusted that his legs weren't long enough.

When I think of my masterpiece this morning, I am ashamed. Although in biology class, the teacher said that these are the only ways for a boy to grow up, but if Ming was broken by Qing Huan, he still felt ashamed.

What's more, he has never regarded Qinghuan as a sister. So I don't want Qing Huan to pose as a parent and discuss awkward adolescent issues with him.

Fortunately, the nervous Qing Huan didn't think about it either.

Blow dry the sheets to calm your mood.

He took his pajamas and prepared to take a bath, and when he crept past the living room, Gu Qinghuan reminded him coldly: "Don't forget to take your underwear." ”

He ran into the bathroom and locked the door.

Still can't escape her grandmother's advice: "It's cold, you wash quickly, otherwise the water will be cold for a while, and it will be easy to freeze and catch a cold." ”

Gu Qinghuan rented an old apartment in the old city, because the house was old and the facilities were backward, the water heater used in the bathroom could only supply water for half an hour at a time, and it was even shorter in winter.

In fact, Lu Jingxing has made a lot of money over the years, and the company has equipped him with a high-end luxury four-bedroom apartment in the urban area.

Gu Qinghuan asked him:

"The big star can't live in the high-end community in the city center, but for three days, he ran into my little dilapidated house with a dead face, is it a brain in water?"

He didn't seem to think about the question, but answered without thinking:

"Close to the company, no paparazzi chasing. The most important thing is that you are here, so it is like a home. ”

Because of his childhood upheaval, he had a deep obsession with "home", Gu Qinghuan's heart softened, so he gave him a key.

If Gu Qinghuan didn't really want to drive him away, in the past ten years, the two have been almost inseparable, just like a rhinoceros and a rhinoceros bird, Gu Qinghuan provided Lu Jingxing with everything he needed to eat, drink and Lazar, and at the same time enjoyed the "pleasure" of being pecked twice by him from time to time.

The good thing is that relying on each other has become a "habit", and the bad thing is that Gu Qinghuan has a masochistic tendency.

Because Lu Jingxing is not as well-behaved and cute as he is in front of the camera, he is empathetic. After all, he was only a child under the age of eighteen, and most of the time, he couldn't control his emotions, and she, as the closest person to him, was often the fish in the pond who was affected.

Fortunately, he has a miserable handsome face, which can be used to attract eyes from time to time.

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When Lu Jingxing came out with wet hair, Gu Qinghuan was chatting with the major "rich people" on WeChat.

She looked up, and a seductive carcass belonging to an eighteen-year-old boy met her eyes, delicate skin, and a face that was not mature enough to be childish.

She admits that if such a beautiful body belonged to a man her age, she would not hesitate to pounce on it.

But the person in front of her is underage, if she dares to have a little reverie, it is not as good as a beast.

She admits that everyone has a love for beauty, but it is simply an unforgivable sin to covet the flesh of a boy six years younger than herself.

So he shook his head quietly, shook off his evil thoughts, and coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment: "That, it's time for you to work out!" ”

Lu Jingxing pinched his arm, although it was not strong enough, the muscles accumulated from long-term dance practice still existed.

He looked directly at the woman on the couch pretending to read a document: "You like muscles?" ”