Bo Yu didn't sleep well that night.

He was engulfed in the boundless waves, with ups and downs, but he still couldn't catch the truth.

Like a drowning person, only a faint glimpse of the thin sky can be seen.

The undulating breathing sound from the mobile phone seemed to be a stimulant that could burn the blood, making the blood spurt.

He thought of meeting Gu Qichi.

I don't want to wait for a moment.

It's a pity that Bo's has a cross-border acquisition to discuss this week, and Bo Yu's flight is already booked, and it's 7 o'clock in the morning.

As soon as the alarm clock rang at the bedside, Bo Yu got up, and he had to fly to Los Angeles immediately.

The person on the other end of the phone was still awake, and Gu Qichi was still sleeping.

Bo Yu had his itinerary in his hand, knowing that he would not be in this morning, he turned his voice to the minimum so as not to disturb Gu Qichi's sleep.

He is indeed too tired and needs to rest for a while.

Bo Yu glanced at his slightly raised mysterious area, closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, his jawline was neat and crisp, and connected with his neck to form a beautiful arc.

The sound of dripping water came from the bathroom, and Bao Yu took a cold shower, and after an unknown amount of time, he came out of it.

But Gu Qichi didn't realize it. He has always been sloppy. Whenever he has some free time, he just wants to sleep a little longer. He has been working continuously for more than half a month. The high-intensity work has drained his energy and made him extremely tired.

Luo Qianqian had learned about Gu Qichi's various living habits from Wen Xi early on, and knew that he likes to sleep late, so he didn't disturb him out of curiosity, but arranged for the chef arranged by Bo Yu in advance, and let him sleep until late.noon.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, there was a knock on the door of the hotel where Gu Qichi was staying.

There were three or four knocks on the door one after another, and each knock was heavy and extremely ear-shattering.

Most of Gu Qichi's face was buried in the pillow, and he slept deeply, but was forcibly pulled out of his dream by the knock on the door.

He dreamed of Bo Yu, the man turned his face, just leaning against his side, intimacy.His voice was deep and hoarse, filled with indescribable emotions, and his eyelids were gradually tinged with red, showing a different spring tide.

In the dream, he looked so pitiful, and called his name impatiently:

"Gu Qichi."

"Chi Chi."

"Wife."

"Baby."

He yelled almost all kinds of titles, and finally condensed thousands of words into one sentence——

"Honey, help me, okay?"

The dream came to an abrupt end here, disintegrated, and no trace of existence could be seen clearly.

Gu Qichi's five fingers curled up, sinking deeply into the white and soft sheets, and his breathing was a little short.

He opened his eyes in confusion, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was water vapor in his pupils.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, which easily wetted his drooping black hair. Gu Qichi let out a muffled snort, only feeling a little hot.

The movement outside the door continued without any intention of stopping, as if he would not give up until he opened the door.

Gu Qichi frowned and got up slowly.

The mobile phone placed by the bedside rarely made any noise today, and it was not as hot as before when touched. Gu Qichi pressed the power button, lowered his eyelids, and glanced at the information on it.

Bo Yu's news stayed last night, it was to say good night to him.

Other than that, nothing else.

Following the knock on the door, his eyes fixed on the door, then glanced at the mobile phone on the bedside, and pursed his lower lip.

Although it was true that the teasing was a bit too much, he also thought of countermeasures in advance.

It's just that Bo Yu didn't send him any more messages, and was still here frantically knocking on his door, which Gu Qichi really didn't expect.

It stands to reason that yesterday's anger will be vented today no matter what, are you really in such a hurry?

Gu Qichi was a little puzzled, but he got up obediently and went to open the door.

The door fluttered and was completely opened.

As the man's face leaked out bit by bit from the gap, the smile on the corner of Gu Qichi's lips stopped.

It wasn't Bo Yu.

It was Song Zhian.

The hand pressing the doorknob tightened unconsciously, and Gu Qichi's suppressed get-up breath rose up little by little, and his face was a little stern.

It was probably due to Bo Yu's meticulous care and care these days, plus he deliberately ignored Song Zhian's face, and he would never communicate or touch him too much after the show, so he could barely bear it, didn’t have those bizarre dreams anymore.

But this does not mean that he can accept Song Zhian's approach.

He feels sick.

Gu Qichi looked at him coldly. He was slightly taller than Song Zhian, but not by much. Fortunately, the slippers he brought were thick enough. From this point of view, he was somewhat condescending.

He said bluntly: "Do you have anything to do?"

The door was opened very narrowly, barely revealing most of his body. Song Zhian was holding a bag of warm breakfast in his hand, just looking at Gu Qichi, and found that the other party had no intention of letting him in.

He felt strange for no reason.

The young man looked like he had just woken up, his black and soft hair was messed up, and his eyes were a little confused.

The curtains in the room were drawn tightly, not a single ray of light could penetrate, and the whole space was filled with a gloomy color. He was trapped in it, and his whole body was as white as if it was about to be exposed, which was particularly dazzling.

The face is the hot red that most people often have after waking up, steaming on the skin.

Song Zhian has seen many people wake up, edema, sloppy, and even before and after makeup.

Everyone is in the same circle, living under the camera all day long, so naturally they have to try their best to cover up the state when they just woke up. They can't wait to put on all their clothes, show a fake smile at the camera, and pretend to say: "I'mPlain makeup."

Song Zhian always scoffed at this.

But Gu Qichi was different, he was wearing a simple white cotton T-shirt, probably because he was not honest when he was sleeping, so that the neckline and hem of the clothes were wrinkled, like a piece of uncarved jade, completely natural.

It's a pity that he doesn't seem to like him very much...

Song Zhian's eyes flicked over his tense back, which was extremely thin and a little bony.

The moment he opened the door, Song Zhi'an could feel that Gu Qichi was happy, he seemed to be expecting someone to come, there were smiles on the corners of his eyes and brows, but the moment he saw him, they all disappeared and turned into biting ice.

Song Zhi'an was a little puzzled. In fact, from the moment Gu Qichi first saw him, he had noticed Gu Qichi's unusual attitude towards him.

he hates him...

It was clear that the two of them had never met before, so he was really surprised where this attitude came from.

He has a good family background, with the Song family behind him to support him, since his debut, his journey has been smooth and smooth, and there are countless people chasing after him like crucian carp crossing a river.Even if someone was upset with him, it was because of Mrs. Song that he dared not say anything more.

Gu Qichi was the only one who unabashedly expressed his dislike for him...

Song Zhian's eyes were dim, he lifted the breakfast in his hand, showed a friendly smile, and asked, "I thought you didn't have a part in this morning, so I wanted to invite you to dinner. I heard from your assistant that you were resting all morning., so come now."

"Gu Qichi, would you do me a favor?"

Gu Qichi didn't understand what kind of tricks he was playing, but Gu Qichi just felt bored. The irritability and hostility around him were too lazy to cover up, and they were suppressed heavily, spreading inch by inch in the air.

Gu Qichi's lips twitched into a mocking smile, his eyes were cold, and he didn't want to talk nonsense to him at all, so he answered him bluntly: "I'm not interested."

Then the door slammed shut.

Completely blocked Song Zhian from the door.

In the hotel corridor where no one was paying attention, Song Zhian lowered his eyes and let out a soft laugh from his throat.

I don't know why, but it's a bit intrusive.

It seems that what Gu Yuning said is correct, his brother is indeed much more interesting than imagined.

Gu Qichi buried himself under the quilt again, and fished out his mobile phone from it.

He still didn't receive any new news from above, and he felt depressed for no reason.

After thinking twice, Gu Qichi swiped to unlock it, and took the initiative to send a message.

"Gu Qichi": Bo Yu

In the past, Bo Yu would reply in seconds, but not today.After more than twenty minutes, there was still no news. Gu Qichi's hungry stomach protested, urging him to eat, but he still didn't move.

The pointer flowed with time, and after a long time, there was still no news from the other side. Gu Qichi threw the phone aside, pressed the tip of his tongue against the upper jaw, and the light in his eyes meant nothing.

Bo Yu just said not to disconnect.

But Gu Qichi had already contacted him today, so it wasn't considered disconnected.

He decided not to talk to Bo Yu today.

Over the ocean, the plane took off, drawing tumbling clouds and waves in the sky, which was extremely gorgeous.

Bo Yu squinted his eyes and leaned on the seat to catch up on sleep, but he still couldn't sleep well.

He missed Gu Qichi so much.

So much so that my mind is full of his face, which is hard to shake off.

This meeting in Los Angeles is one of the key projects discussed by Bo's this year. Bo Yu followed up the whole process. The plan has been changed many times. The whole Bo's has been sleepless for more than half a year. Only the last step is needed to win it..

Under such a critical juncture, Bo Yu couldn't escape at all.

He had to finish the work at hand before he could go to Gu Qichi.

Unable to fall asleep at all, Bo Yu stretched out his hand and rubbed the space between his brows, straightened up again, and took out his cell phone.

The lock screen was changed again, it was a Reuters photo of Gu Qichi in recent days, new costumes, new makeup and hairstyle, there was a different kind of novelty.

The wallpaper is still the photo of the two people's marriage certificates, red and white superimposed, overflowing with a bit of affection for no reason.

Bai Heng was sitting next to Bo Yu. He was already asleep and his head was drowsy, but he was shaken awake for no reason.

He thought that something serious happened, so he raised his head in a panic, only to find that his boss had a serious face, lightly tapping his fingertips on the table, and the phone was placed on top of it.

Bai Heng burst into a cold sweat, thinking that the negotiation had failed, and he was directly rejected by the other party at this moment, or that the illegitimate children of the Bo family came to make a fuss, causing the Bo's stock to collapse like a cliff, orPossibly due to malicious suppression by competitors, Bo was unable to do what he wanted, the capital chain was broken, and he was completely bankrupt...

He thought about the worst possibility, swallowed nervously, and looked at Bo Yu anxiously.

After all, every time Bo Yu showed this look, it was an extremely urgent matter.

Seeing Bo Yu pointing to the wedding photo in the middle of the screen without changing his expression, his tone was unclear:

"Does it look good?"

Bai Heng's brain froze for a moment, and a question mark slowly popped up from his head...

Bai Heng:?

You're so nervous just to ask me this???

But adhering to the secretary's excellent moral character, Bai Heng resisted being speechless, and praised;

"This is the wedding photo of you and Mr. Gu, it's a perfect match."

Bo Yu took back the phone and corrected him with a serious face:

"It's Madam."