Chapter 41
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Wang Zhi's mind was full of chaotic thoughts and he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
He suddenly thought of the photo taken during the meal, and quickly took it out. He removed the cat ears on Gao Bochong's head, and then searched for a text title for a long time, but none of them seemed suitable. In the end, he just added a small heart as the text and posted it on his Moments.
He was too embarrassed to read the comments——
This was the first time he posted something like this on WeChat Moments. Even when he was with Gao Fengming before, he would only post his own photos and never posted a group photo.
It's like showing affection...
Is it too childish?
Does Gao Bochong feel that he is secretly declaring sovereignty?
Or just delete it...
Wang Zhi looked at the photo and hesitated.
The phone vibrated, and Wang Zhi's hand trembled as he saw the message sent to him by Gao Bochong.
Gao Bochong: "Why haven't you slept yet?"
Got caught!
Wang Zhi replied awkwardly: "I'll be asleep soon. Brother, why aren't you asleep yet?"
[Gao Bochong]: "I just finished washing up and saw that your bedroom light was still on."
Didn’t he see the post he posted on WeChat Moments?
Wang Zhi was no longer so embarrassed. His white and tender toes were stretched out again, and he was in the mood to joke.
[He Xiu]: "I thought Big Brother couldn't sleep because he missed me so much~"
The other party paused for a moment, as if hesitating about how to respond.
Wang Zhi couldn't help laughing, turned over in the quilt, and looked at his phone with his chin in his hand.
Does this count as teasing Gao Bo Chong?
After a while, Gao Bochong finally replied: "Then why can't you sleep?"
Wang Zhi typed the words "recognize bed", thought about it, and deleted it.
【He Xiu】: "I can't sleep because I miss my big brother so much><"
【He Xiu】: "Brother, come and sleep with me."
This time, Gao Bochong did not respond at all.
Wang Zhi almost laughed out loud, thinking that Gao Bochong looked mature and steady, but seemed to be very thin-skinned. He dared to send this to Gao Bochong because he was sure that a gentleman like Gao Bochong would definitely not take it seriously.
The first time they did it, Gao Bochong was a bit at a loss. Unlike Wang Zhi, who was naturally bright and talented, even though it was his first time, he had seen a lot of porn movies and was well-versed in theory. He had also practiced with Gao Fengming in his past relationships, so he was able to come up with flirtatious words easily.
Gao Bochong really made a profit.
I found a wife who is so knowledgeable and interesting.
Wang Zhi yawned slightly and sent a message to Gao Bochong: "I was just kidding. Going to sleep first, good night, big brother."
After the message was sent, the sound of a cell phone vibrating was heard outside the door. Wang Zhi thought he had misheard, but the next moment, someone knocked on the door.
Wang Zhi was stunned for a moment, jumped out of bed, ran to the door but stopped: "Who is it?"
"It's me." Gao Bochong's voice came through the heavy door, a little muffled. "Didn't you ask me to sleep with you? Open the door."
…
He was just joking.
Wang Zhi was a little embarrassed, and he grabbed the door handle and said weakly: "I was just talking."
But Gao Bochong stood there, his shadow peeking through the crack of the door, looking resolute. Wang Zhi faced him in silence for a moment, then quietly opened the door.
Seeing him open the door, Gao Bochong smiled slightly. In fact, he was a little surprised when he first received the message from Wang Zhi. Because Wang Zhi didn't seem to be a person who indulged in lust. Sometimes, when the two of them were kissing, Wang Zhi was originally very involved, but when she accidentally touched him, she would reveal a kind of shocked fear.
Although it flashed by, Gao Bochong still saw it clearly.
Wang Zhi was afraid of himself.
Or rather, afraid of one's own...
Gao Bochong also looked up some information on this point and knew that it was because his size was much larger than the average Asian size, so it was understandable that Wang Zhi was afraid.
Then why did Wang Zhi stay up late at night and tease herself?
It's impossible that he just wants to enjoy my service but doesn't want to really go to the end with me.
What does he think of himself?
...If Wang Zhi is willing to serve me, it’s okay not to do it to the last step.
This is Gao Bochong’s bottom line.
Gao Bo Chong glanced at Wang Zhi. He had already changed into pajamas, which he had specially prepared. They were very cute gray-blue plaid pajamas with a pretty little rabbit embroidered on the chest. The shorts were a bit short for Wang Zhi. They should have covered his knees, but now they were above his knees. His feet were bare, his toes were round, and his nails were a healthy and beautiful pink.
From beginning to end, inside and out, Wang Zhi completely conforms to Gao Bochong's aesthetic.
Gao Bochong originally thought that when he came to Wang Zhi's room in the middle of the night, at such an erotic moment, he must have only thought about how to play with Wang Zhi properly. However, the first thing he said when he stood there was: "Why are you not wearing shoes? What if you catch a cold?"
Wang Zhi admitted his mistake: "I was in a hurry to open the door and didn't pay attention."
In fact, the floor tiles air-shipped from Italy were warm. Even without the floor heating, they still emitted a faint warmth and were not cold at all - this was what Wang Zhi learned from the house manual.
But since the sponsor has shown concern for me, I should of course appreciate it.
Wang Zhi turned around, trying to put on the slippers that had been discarded by the bed. Behind him, Gao Bochong suddenly reached out and lifted him up in his arms. Wang Zhi was startled, and the feeling of weightlessness made him instinctively hug Gao Bochong's shoulders.
Gao Bochong had a dull expression on his face, but a secret yet concrete and vivid joy arose in his heart.
Although Wang Zhi was afraid of me, he racked his brains to get close to me. He usually looked delicate and timid, but deep down, he still longed to have more contact with me.
Wang Zhi was held in his arms, and her fingers couldn't help but pinch Gao Bochong's arm secretly.
So hard... so strong.
Wang Zhi is the type who has been thin since childhood. When he is online, he is considered to have thin muscles, but compared with Gao Bochong, his body looks like that of an elementary school student.
Although I had imagined the cutest height difference before, I never thought that the "cute" one would be me.
Something suddenly brushed against his cheek. Wang Zhi looked up blankly and saw Gao Bochong's fingers lingering on his face. He seemed to be flirting with him, but also said smugly, "Have you been missing me for a long time?"
...What does this mean?
Wang Zhi didn't understand, but Wang Zhi reacted quickly and said obediently, "Yeah."
Gao Bochong smiled slightly and pinched Wang Zhi's face, which felt smooth and soft, and as fragrant as jade.
Wang Zhi felt a little pain from his pinch, and pretended to hide in his arms shyly: "Brother, stop bullying me."
He is so well-behaved, speaks softly and has a docile demeanor.
Gao Bochong felt that his body had warmed up and he was ready to show Wang Zhi how powerful he was.
But he had a strange feeling in his heart, as if he was satisfied just by hugging Wang Zhi, and did not need any more actions to make them closer.
This is a very strange feeling, because Gao Bochong knows that he married Wang Zhi because of his body. This decision is completely opposite to his current feeling.
Gao Bochong placed Wang Zhi on the bed and lay down himself, half leaning against the headboard. Wang Zhi had naturally rolled into his arms, resting his head on his chest. Gao Bochong stroked his soft black hair and stared at his snow-white neck in a trance.
His gaze was so fiery that Wang Zhi couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.
Especially in bed, both of them were wearing very thin clothes, so the slightest change would be visible.
Oh my god, it’s so big.
He talked about Gao Bochong's muscles.
Wang Zhi shrank back, but it was a blessing in disguise. He had already bought a house, so now it was time for him to make some sacrifices.
I have to get up early tomorrow!
If we delay any longer, it will be dawn.
Wang Zhi had completely discarded the subtle shyness and affectation he had just felt. He raised his head and said, "Big Brother."
Gao Bochong didn't know what he was thinking, so he lowered his head and asked, "Hmm?"
Wang Zhi had already taken the initiative to hook her arms around his neck and put her lips forward.
Gao Bochong was slightly stunned, but he had already tasted the smooth and soft sweetness between his lips. He couldn't help but deepen the kiss, accurately capturing and entwining the tongue in his mouth.
His offensive has always been powerful, and he does not allow escape or rejection.
Wang Zhi was kissed so hard that she had no power to resist. When the kiss ended, her face was flushed, her eyes were full of stars, and she leaned in Gao Bochong's arms with sparkling eyes, but she seemed a little dazed.
He has worked so hard, now it is Gao Bochong's turn.
But Gao Bochong was clearly also very excited, his hands like a pair of iron clamps around his waist. Wang Zhi felt like he was leaning against an active volcano, and he didn't know when it would catch fire.
He became uncontrollably nervous again, frantically thinking about the precautions he had found.
The first rule is to relax... Difficulties are like springs; if you are strong, they are also strong... If you want to be tolerant, you must relax...
"Don't want to sleep yet?"
Above his head, Gao Bo Chong asked.
Asking despite knowing the answer.
Wang Zhi secretly rolled his eyes and said in a delicate voice, "I don't want to."
Gao Bochong really moved his hand and patted his butt. Wang Zhi tensed up, but heard Gao Bochong say, "If you can't sleep, I'll tell you a story."
……ah?
Wang Zhi wondered if this was some kind of codeword or jargon. What did storytelling really mean?
It was not until Gao Bochong took out his mobile phone, randomly searched for a fairy tale and started reading it to him that Wang Zhi was sure that the storytelling Gao Bochong was talking about was real storytelling, without any sexual innuendo.
Doesn't this make it seem like his mind is full of obscenity and pornography?
Wang Zhi felt confused and a little guilty, as if he had really become a gold digger who tried every possible way to squeeze the money out of his sponsor but was rejected by the sponsor.
It’s better to do it. Now he is at a loss.
Wang Zhi shifted uncomfortably, and Gao Bochong patted him lightly: "Don't you like this story?"
In fact, Wang Zhi didn't listen at all. He quickly said, "I like it."
Gao Bochong laughed, and the vibration of his chest reached Wang Zhi's ears, making them itch. He didn't dare to move anymore and listened attentively to Gao Bochong's story.
Gao Bochong's voice was low and soothing, deliberately softened, and extremely magnetic. Listening to him for a long time, I felt a sense of drowsiness. Wang Zhi half-closed her eyes and listened to Gao Bochong's story about the kitten and puppy saving the lamb, and she couldn't help but smile softly.
Gao Bochong asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Wang Zhi said, "Nothing."
I just feel that fairy tales and Gao Boshong don’t match well.
but……
Wang Zhi smiled again, a little happy, but also a little sad, and said, "Except my mother, no one has ever read me a bedtime story."
"Really?" Gao Bochong lowered his head. "Except my mother, no one has ever read it to me."
Wang Zhi smiled and said, "Then I'll read you a story too."
Gao Bochong scoffed and pulled the quilt up to cover Wang Zhi's exposed shoulders. He then kissed Wang Zhi, initially wanting only to taste her briefly, but when their lips touched, he couldn't help but prolong the kiss.
The two exchanged a long kiss, and when they separated, Wang Zhi curled up tightly in Gao Bochong's arms, with the tip of his tongue still sticking out, the shiny part moistened by saliva, looking particularly sentimental and alluring.
Gao Bochong should have felt uncomfortable, but he really longed for this warm and quiet moment. He held Wang Zhi in his arms as if he were holding the most precious and rare treasure in the world.
"Brother..." He heard Wang Zhi whisper in his arms, "Thank you."
Gao Bochong said, "If you like, I will read stories to you every day from now on."
In fact, Wang Zhixie was not only concerned about this matter.
He wanted to thank Gao Bochong for the prenuptial contract and the house and car he gave him, but what he was most grateful for was that Gao Bochong did not immediately have sex with him after giving him these things.
This made the trading atmosphere between the two of them a little less tense.
It was as if... I didn't sell it to him.
Wang Zhi knew that he was deceiving himself, but life always needs moments like this to support the rest of the journey.
Wang Zhi chuckled and said, "Then I must be very happy."
The happiness he sought was so simple, so simple that Gao Bochong found him somewhat... pitiful. Even though he felt that Wang Zhi's words were just sweet talk, trying to get more out of this marriage, Gao Bochong suddenly found himself unable to utter any sarcastic words.
He just felt sorry for Wang Zhi.
He clearly only wanted a small thing, yet he was being so cautious.
But it won’t be needed anymore.
If he marries me, I will give him whatever he wants. We will be together forever and he will always be happy.
Gao Bochong kissed him on the forehead and patted his shoulder soothingly: "Go to sleep."
Wang Zhi felt sleepy and closed his eyes. Although he should have been very nervous leaning in Gao Bochong's arms, he felt inexplicably relaxed and even at peace.
Perhaps it was because Gao Bochong gave too much and was too gentle tonight, which made people have unrealistic fantasies.
He knew that fantasy was just fantasy after all. But at least for now, he was allowed to relax and indulge...
Wang Zhi was half asleep and half awake, holding Gao Bochong's fingers tightly, and finally fell into a deep sleep.
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"Did you see that? Wang Zhi got out of a Maybach today."
In a corner of the crew, several staff members were chatting.
"You know shit, what's a Maybach? That's a Maybach Zeppelin, much more expensive than a regular Maybach."
"Wang Zhi is marrying the eldest son of the Gao family. Isn't it normal for her to ride in a Maybach?"
"I've never heard of him being treated this way before. Why is he suddenly being picked up and dropped off in cars recently? Is he really going to marry into the family?"
"It's possible. He left as soon as the filming was finished these few days. Is he planning a wedding?"
Leng Neyan happened to be passing by. He glanced at them when he heard the words. Someone familiar with him called out to him, "Brother Leng, you're familiar with Wang Zhi. Do you know any inside information?"
Leng Neyan of course knew.
For example, he knew that the person Wang Zhi was going to marry was not Gao Fengming, but Gao Bo Chong!
One is a rich second generation who lives a life of idleness and waiting for death, while the other is a person in power who has the final say. The gap between them is even wider than the Milky Way that separates the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl!
Who is spreading false gossip?
Leng Neyan felt his legs tremble when he thought of the look Gao Bochong had given him that day. Upon hearing that, he simply said, "I don't know. Stop gossiping about people behind their backs all day long."
Just say it, can you make it clear first?
After he left, the crew members chuckled, "What are you pretending for? He was listening intently before."
"Jealous, huh? Someone screwed that producer Sun he was following, and now he's completely disappeared from the industry."
"Hey, hey, hey, I remembered something. Was it because Producer Sun offended Wang Zhi that he was targeted?"
Everyone was quiet for a moment, thinking that this matter was extremely terrifying. The person behind Wang Zhi was really covering up everything.
Leng Neyan suddenly stepped back, changing his previous indifference and said with a smile: "You are here? Xiao Wang, come here, there are a few more."
No one had time to spit on his arrogance and subsequent flattery because Wang Zhi had already arrived.
The autumn weather was crisp and clear, and the crew filmed the autumn scenes accordingly. Wang Zhi wore a white vintage sweater, deliberately made for so long that it had pilled at the elbows and collar. His hair was slicked back with a lot of wax. However, with his delicate features and cheerful expression, he looked fresh and clean, like the clear sky, refreshing and soothing.
Someone asked, "Brother Wang, what do you want to talk to us about?"
Brother Wang...why does it sound weird?
Wang Zhi didn't show it on his face, but smiled and said, "I'm here to give you some wedding candy."
As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Neyan pulled the cart over for him and handed over the neatly stacked boxes. The box looked exceptionally exquisite, with a slight fragrance to the touch. It was made of solid wood and inlaid with jade. Even without looking at the candy inside, the outer packaging alone was worth a fortune.
Everyone was flattered: "Thank you, Brother Wang."
"Brother Wang, are you getting married?"
Wang Zhi smiled and said, "Yes, I'm getting married. I won't invite everyone to the wedding, it's a bit far, but I'll treat everyone to dinner after it's over."
Even in ordinary companies, they don’t invite all colleagues to the wedding. Everyone says “I understand”.
Wang Zhi exchanged a few more pleasantries and then left with the cart.
——The wooden box is really heavy.
Leng Neyan originally wanted to help him, but was politely declined by Wang Zhi. He had no choice but to stand there regretfully and watch Wang Zhi leave.
Someone couldn't stand his flattery and asked in a sarcastic tone, "Brother Leng, he must have sent you an invitation, right?"
Unexpectedly, Leng Neyan smiled slightly, and said with dignity and pride: "Of course."
Among the entire crew, except for the director and the assistant director, Wang Zhi was the third one to give the invitation!
I don't know what he is so proud of.
The crew members secretly rolled their eyes and said jokingly, "When you come back, you must tell us about what you have seen."
Leng Neyan could tell that they were mocking him, but he was not angry at all.
What do they know? It’s like a summer insect talking about ice. Do they know where Wang Zhi is going to hold her wedding and who she is marrying?
In fact, when Wang Zhi found out where they were going to hold their wedding, he was also a little shocked: "Isn't this too exaggerated?"
How could someone buy an entire estate and a castle in the south of France just for a wedding?!
Gao Bochong thought he was dissatisfied: "Don't like it? Then do you like Buckingham Palace?"
Wang Zhi: =口=
Wang Zhi trembled and said, "Can we hold the wedding at Buckingham Palace?"
Gao Bochong: "No."
…
Gao Bo Chong was actually teasing him?
Wang Zhi was in mixed emotions and glared at Gao Bochong, but his eyes were soft.
Gao Bochong thought Wang Zhi was flirting with him, and since they were lying on the bed hugging each other, the time and place were right. Gao Bochong brought Wang Zhi to him, rubbing and kissing her until she was limp. Gao Bochong then stopped with regret and restraint: "It's not impossible, actually. It's just a little troublesome. I won't be able to make it to our wedding date."
Wang Zhi was still dazed from the strong and sweet kiss just now. He was half a beat late and spoke faster than his mind: "Didn't you set the wedding date?"
Gao Bochong said solemnly, "It's a good day calculated by the master."
So superstitious.
This is another piece of evidence that Gao Bochong is an elderly person.
In fact, Gao Bo Chong doesn't believe these.
Man has always been able to conquer nature. Even if there are gods and Buddhas, they will never really favor humans. It is better to create a world for yourself.
Just thinking of Wang Zhi and their upcoming marriage, the master vowed that there was no better auspicious day than this, and that it would bless the couple to live in harmony and grow old together.
Gao Bochong wanted to sneer, but he hesitated.
Although these are all fake, it is better to have a good start than to choose an unlucky day.
Grow old together? Even with white hair, Wang Zhi should still be a handsome and elegant old man. But I am eight years older than him. What should I do if my face becomes haggard by then?
In his arms, Wang Zhi twisted his body, and Gao Bochong subconsciously hugged him tightly.
The air in Wang Zhi's chest was squeezed out, and he let out a very light "ah" like a rubber duck.
Gao Bochong asked, "What are you doing now?"
Who is naughty.
Wang Zhi was in a complicated mood.
It was Gao Bochong who suddenly frowned, looking very scary.
What is he thinking? Has someone made him angry again?
Wang Zhi didn't dare to ask, so he had to change the subject: "Brother Xiao sent a message saying that the dress he ordered has arrived and asked if I have time to try it on tomorrow."
For the wedding, Gao Bochong assigned his capable secretary to Wang Zhi. Wang Zhi could just tell him whatever he liked and the secretary would take care of it one by one, so that the wedding could be prepared in such a short time.
Gao Bochong heard the young man in his arms sigh and say, "Oh, preparing for the wedding is so tiring."
After choosing so many times, he was dazzled.
…
Gao Bochong didn't expect that someone would be tired even just choosing something, and felt that Wang Zhi was a little too pampered.
But Wang Zhi suddenly stretched out his snow-white arms in front of him and said, "My arms are sore from flipping on the plank every day."
Gao Bochong couldn't say anything like "spoiled" because his eyes had been drawn in. Wang Zhi raised his arm and was about to retract it, but Gao Bochong grabbed his wrist and said, "Let me massage it for you."
After rubbing his arms, Wang Zhi's arms became even more sore, and his palms felt sticky the next day.
It's clearly been washed clean?
He stared at his palm in a daze, thinking of what Gao Bocong said, that the two of them should not meet before the wedding.
——This is also what the master said, it is unlucky for a couple to meet before marriage.
Wang Zhi had never been married, nor had he attended many weddings, so he wasn't sure if all wealthy families' weddings were this complicated. He wasn't being coquettish when he said he was tired. It was just that there were so many things to choose from at a wedding. Even just spending money was exhausting. He was so nervous that he just couldn't wait to get married.
At night, Wang Zhi was sleeping alone in the big bed and suddenly felt a little cold.
Maybe it's because I've been held in Gao Bocong's arms recently, so I'm a little uncomfortable. The bed that was originally just right for two people now seems a little empty.
...It's only been less than half a month, and I've already gotten used to Gao Bochong?
Wang Zhi flipped through the pages and his phone suddenly vibrated. Wang Zhi took a look and suddenly laughed.
Gao Bochong: "Are you asleep?"
Wang Zhi was too lazy to type and sent a voice message: "No."
The voice is sweet and soft, like honey.
Gao Bochong: "Miss me?"
"Yeah." Wang Zhi wasn't shy at all, "I really want to."
Gao Bochong: "We can meet in two days."
Gao Bochong: "When the time comes, you won't just be able to use your hands."
Wang Zhi's ears felt hot: "I don't understand."
Gao Bochong: "It's okay if you don't understand."
Gao Bochong: "You'll know when the time comes."
Wang Zhi has always been puzzled as to how Gao Bo Chong could make such righteous dirty jokes. He rubbed his ears and was about to respond with a sweet love remark, but he saw the latest message from Gao Bo Chong.
[Gao Bochong]: "I owe you a bedtime story, and I'll make it up to you later."
It was obviously just a small matter, nothing to be happy about, but Wang Zhi still smiled: "Okay. Big brother, I'll wait for you to marry me."
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