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My poor Gu Yuan, I love this child so much ~ ~ ~

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10: 00 am

I had a dream.

The reason why I can clearly realize that "it was just a dream" is because those things in the dream, if they happen in life, I should directly ask Tang to send me to a mental hospital for emergency registration, or directly write a will and commit suicide by swallowing a gun.

The first thing in the dream, Guli took my hand affectionately, and the two of us strolled in Li Ning's specialty store. She excitedly picked up the new sneakers and tried them on her feet. Her beautiful face shows exaggerated expressions of surprise and emotion from time to time. "Oh, people are scared-how can these shoes be so beautiful!" At this moment, my mobile phone rang and I answered it. It was the clerk in Giordano's shop who called me. She told me calmly on the phone that there are a batch of new goods in their shop, and if Mr. Wang is interested, they will reserve them for Mr. Gong to choose.

The second thing Tang did was receive an advertisement invitation from Chanel. When Nanxiang passed by hang lung plaza, he called me excitedly, saying that Chanel's classic Bailey glass curtain wall, Tang's slimness and Leng Yan's latest advertising blockbuster were really great. Her sharp eyes like the ice queen in the photo are really creepy-yes, that's the word she used on the phone, creepy.

The third thing, when I woke up in the morning, Jane Xi sat quietly by my bed. Yes, he's back. The clear sunshine coming through the curtains reflects his youthful and moving face, which looks like the hero covered in soft light on the cover of all romantic novels.

I opened my eyes under the bombardment of these three dreams. Dreams are upside down. There are no rooms, palaces, Tang and swords in the empty hotel.

The air is filled with the smell of alcohol and vomiting left by us when we were drunk last night. A hangover makes my head hum, just like being punched by the Hulk. I struggled to get up and heard a noise in the toilet. After a while, the door of the toilet opened and a man came out in a soft and comfortable pure white T-shirt. I looked at his face and wondered if I was awake. I watched his tall and straight figure walk to my bed. He sat by the bed, and the folds of his white T-shirt scattered long and warm light in the sun. I rubbed my eyes and then patted my cheek hard. The figure in front of me still hasn't disappeared. He sat in front of me alive, his expression as gentle and clean as when he was 18 years old. He handed me the cup in his hand and said to me in a low coquettish voice, "Drink water first." Sword's big black eyes are looking at me deeply at the moment, as touching as a huge black lake.

In another room 0/7 meters away from me/kloc-,Coulee also gently opened his eyes in the soft and pure light in the morning. She embraced her strong body with youthful breath, and her hands gently stroked his chest like feathers.

She pressed her face against Gu Yuan's chest and closed her eyes: "How long have we known each other? I almost forgot the smell of your chest. "Coulee turned around, and the air was filled with the clean fragrance of shower gel emanating from his chest. "Have you been working out recently?"

Gu Yuan didn't speak, should still be sleeping, but Gu soon heard his chest beating like a drum. Guli's mouth gently rose: "Pretend to sleep."

Gu put his hand on his chest, raised himself, bit his neck, and then looked up at Gu Yuan's face. At that moment, the air in the whole room was condensed. ...

Sleeping beside Gu at the moment, he is naked, and his strong chest is radiant with sexy wheat color in the sun. His pupils are staring at Coulee's eyes at the moment, and two watery eyes like grapes are now shaking in all directions like motors-as if what he saw in front of him was not a beautiful woman, but a Voldemort who had just spat on his face.

Gu also stared at him motionless, just like a scientist with a needle looking kindly at the mouse in front of him ... The air was frozen, and even the sound of the card rubbing against the ice could be heard.

Thirty seconds later, Du Tianhao swallowed it many times and said, "Give me a way ..."

Jane Xi and I walked out of the room in tandem. My hair is still unkempt, and I was wrapped in clothes full of alcohol yesterday. I have no intention to think about whether I look like a bundle of straw or a pile of steaming shit. It doesn't matter. What matters is Jane, who I don't know what adjectives and sentences to use to describe him. He stood in the corridor with me, waiting for the elevator, and even gently put his hand on my back, which was very considerate. In my mind, an atomic bomb explodes every three seconds, and my mind is so soft that I can't think at all, leaving only various mushroom clouds, large and small, which are spectacular. Alcohol completely destroyed my IQ and logic. Now there is 100 Tang singing and dancing in my head.

After a while, I saw Coulee with long hair and Du Tianhao flushed. They both came out of the corridor together and waited for the elevator with us.

My eyes can't focus, and the strange picture of four people in front of me directly turned my brain into a state when my computer crashed. I cleared my throat and said, "Guli ..." As soon as I called her name, she raised her hand gracefully and quickly, and put it on my throat, moving like lightning. She turned her head and smiled at me perfectly and naturally (although her hair was stuck on the wing of the plane for two hours and her eyes were like Kitty with half makeup removed) and said, "Lin Xiao. The expression on her face is so gentle and moving, and her tone sounds as gentle and moving as saying "I love you Lin Xiao". It's just that her arm around my neck is as imposing as Brigitte Lin in Dong Fangbubai. I want to throw up again.

The elevator has started. Here we are. However, the first door opened is not the elevator door, but the first door facing the elevator corridor. Gu and I looked at the two people coming out and our brains exploded at the same time.

Palace Ming that Zhang Wannian still, as white as a model on a piece of flat paper, with a slight red color, I don't know is drunk or shy. He looked at me and I even thought he was smiling at me. Neil came out from behind him, buttoned his shirt with his chest open, turned and closed the door.

Six people walked into the elevator with ulterior motives, but silently walked down the hotel lobby. At this moment, Coulee and I look at each other, and we must all feel the same way. At this moment, this small space we are in is a coffin that keeps falling to 18 hell.

Of course, such an interesting journey can't be without us in southern Hunan. So when we went down to the 12 floor, we stopped halfway to meet Gu Yuan and Nanxiang who came in to join us in this hell trip.

When they came in, I closed my eyes and made a wish in my heart: "Let this elevator crash."