Fu Mingyuan's words were too directional, and it was clear that he was asking Shen Qi.
His eyes fell directly on Shen Qi's body, but the person being watched didn't notice it, and even the foot on Chen Songlu's back moved left and right because of the soreness of the leg caused by the large movement.
Chen Songlu howled.
Fu Mingyuan's eyes finally moved to him, his brows furrowed, his eyes filled with inquiry.
Chen Songlu struggled twice.
Shen Qi loosened his strength, put down the foot on his back, twisted his toes on the ground, turned his head slightly, and looked at the door.
Yang Su, who was originally indifferent and only wanted to watch the play, stood up: "It's all a joke."
Hearing her help, Chen Songlu quickly struggled to get up. Although his face was ugly, he forced a smile towards Fu Mingyuan.
It's just a footprint on the back, which looks very funny.
"Yes, Brother Fu, it's all a misunderstanding..." Chen Songlu knew Fu Mingyuan's identity.
People like them clearly understand who can offend and who can't.
Fu Mingyuan ignored him, just turned slightly, pursed his lips, and said in a low voice after a while, "Senior Yang."
Yang Sulue smiled a little embarrassedly, she didn't quite know whether Fu Mingyuan and Shen Qi knew each other, and she didn't understand what Fu Mingyuan just asked.
As an elder, a senior, she just sat there watching, it was really disrespectful.
"Ah..." Shen Qi, who was the party involved, reacted with hindsight.
His mask has not been taken off, and only a pair of beautiful eyes are exposed. Maybe because the movement just now is too large, the corners of his eyes are slightly red, but it is not obvious.
Fu Mingyuan saw it at a glance.
Shen Qi rubbed his fingertips and looked away from Fu Mingyuan's face. The man's appearance was too strategic, and the lips hidden under the mask were subconsciously dry.
He licked his lower lip and brushed his teeth, a little itchy.
"Any paper?" he asked, raising his eyes.
The voice through the mask is not very clear, but it is more real than the one coming from the mobile phone in the computer. Without any modification of electronic equipment, the corners of his eyes are slightly raised, and he seems to be smiling.
Seeing Fu Mingyuan smiling.
Fu Mingyuan walked in in two steps, and Du Jing, who was following behind him, still had a dazed look on his face, as if he didn't know what just happened.
Fu Mingyuan walked straight towards Shen Qi, his aura was too oppressive, and Chen Songlu, who was gnashing his teeth and holding his arm against Shen Qi, did not dare to look directly at him. In front of Fu Mingyuan, Chen Songlu was a head short of him.
And Shen Qi stood up straight at this moment, worthy of Fu Mingyuan's ear.
Fu Mingyuan didn't answer his words, just looked down at the end of his eyes very lightly, and the hand holding the milk tea moved.
For a moment, his right hand was on the cup, still warm.
He handed the milk tea to Shen Qi.
Du Jing, who was dazed with his back against the door, woke up suddenly, he knew it! He knows it! He knows it!
What to take care of a son! Let his shit go!
With Fu Mingyuan's temperament, he will definitely not be willing to do things that he thinks are wrong and things he doesn't want to do.
He also felt that Fu Mingyuan was half-hearted! While hanging that little anchor, I have a crush on Angry!
It ended up being one person! In the end, he was still the son of Shen Bozong!
Du Jing felt that his agent was really useless. Should he thank Fu Mingyuan for not telling him the good news when the two received the marriage certificate
He also risked being photographed secretly to buy milk tea! Buy milk tea
Du Jing... Du Jing glanced around the people in the lounge, and then took two steps to block the sight of Chen Songlu and Yang Su.
Don't be rude, I don't understand!
Even if he didn't block it, the two of them didn't dare to look directly at the scene, they could only watch it secretly.
Shen Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, he looked at Fu Mingyuan's slender fingers holding the cup, and because he reached out, a small part of his wrist was exposed.
"For me?" There was a smile and a little surprise in his tone.
Fu Mingyuan nodded: "It's hot."
Shen Qi didn't answer directly.
He took out a tissue from the bag of milk tea, and wiped his palm slowly.
Then slowly leaned forward, staring at Fu Mingyuan's eyes, the two were separated by a few centimeters.
Shen Qi suddenly laughed: "You are so handsome."
He took the milk tea, covered the cup with his hand, and said, "Unfortunately, it's a little worse than me."
The milk tea is indeed warm and his favorite taste.
He took out his phone, "How much is it, I'll transfer it to you?"
Although Fu Mingyuan is handsome, he cannot accept other people's milk tea.
Fu Mingyuan: …
He frowned, "No."
Shen Qi put a hand on the edge of the mask, his eyes wandered for a while, and then put it down.
Chen Songlu, who was peeking at the side: …
"Sister Yang... who is that... isn't that someone's assistant?" he asked in a low voice.
Yang Su rubbed his forehead wearily, shook his head, and nodded again.
From the looks of it, the two really knew each other.
Shen Qi rubbed his hair and handed the milk tea back with his left hand: "Then I can't take it, sorry."
Tsk, he is really a man of perseverance, and he has to talk to his brother about this when he looks back.
For the sake of my brother, he is like a jade.
Fu Mingyuan's brows furrowed even tighter, as if he was accepting something incredible.
Du Jing, who was trying to block his sight, had a distorted expression, but he was actually rejected!
Shen Qi took two steps back, the two opened a safe distance, and he turned to look at Wu Yan.
Wu Yanzheng looked at them both with starry eyes.
Shen Qi clicked his tongue, reached out and patted the back of his head: "I'm not handsome, your brother?"
Wu Yan covered him in pain and subconsciously said, "Handsome, the most handsome."
Take the signature, mouth soft.
Seeing his actions, Fu Mingyuan held the milk tea stiffly, his lips pursed into a straight line and said, "Your father asked me to take care of you."
Hearing this, Shen Qi paused with one hand on the mobile phone interface, the body just about to sit down paused slightly, and the other hand was inserted in the pocket of his jacket, his tone was more like he had just hung up: "Ah... He asked you to take care of me?"
It seems that Shen Bozong mentioned it before, and he almost forgot about it.
It's all because my brother is so charming.
He turned his gaze away and looked at Fu Mingyuan's assistant Du Jing with a dazed look on his face. Chen Songlu leaned over to communicate with Yang Su in a low voice, and the two assistants faced the wall and tried to hide.
Shen Qi stretched out his hand, took the milk tea in Fu Mingyuan's hand, put it on the table, gently pulled Fu Mingyuan's meticulous collar, raised his head and whispered: "Did he tell you that I like you like this? A type of... man?"
"Well... if he didn't tell you, I'll tell you now."
"You want to take care of me, how will you take care of me?"
"Where to start taking care?"
Tsk, brother, I'm sorry, the situation forced me.
He glanced at the camera on the wall, lowered his eyes and laughed at himself.
Is the current Shen Bozong trembling with anger, regretting letting him come over, and hating himself for not believing what he said
Fu Mingyuan did not take precautions, so he was suddenly pulled by him, and then, the clear voice of the young man slowly entered his ears, word by word.
His breathing stagnated, but his face did not show, and it took only a little effort to stand up straight again.
"Don't talk nonsense."
He said calmly.
Shen Qi put his hand on his forehead: "No."
"I'm telling the truth, didn't everyone see it? After you come in, I can't keep my eyes off you."
other people:... ...
Yang Su suddenly stood up and hurried out, Chen Songlu was pulled by his assistant.
They don't dare to watch this scene again.
Duke: …
He pulled Wu Yan, who was still staring at the stars, "Are you Shen Dong's assistant? I seem to have seen you in the company..."
The two went out from the lounge while talking.
He even brought it to the door very kindly.
After a while, there were only two people left in the lounge.
Shen Qi chuckled lightly, "Lonely and widowed..."
Fu Mingyuan snorted, and just as he was about to say something, the phone rang abruptly.
Shen Qi glanced at the caller, raised his eyebrows, glanced at Fu Mingyuan, and then answered the phone.
"What's wrong?" He was a little careless, and even closed his eyes.
Fu Mingyuan glanced at him, then turned to leave.
Shen Qi glanced at him, thinking about the current situation, and then helping Lu Tun ask Fu Mingyuan how likely it is that he wants to sign.
But...how can a real person be more handsome than a photo.
And his voice is so similar to his brother's...
"Have you had a good time?" Shen Bozong's tone was gentle.
"I'm very happy, thank you for giving me a chance to get along with the man I like."
Shen Bozong's breath was stagnant, and it was a pretense that Fu Mingyuan took him, but after all, only Fu Mingyuan was their company's artist in the entire program group.
If Shen Qi is directly contacted with Su Ya, I am afraid that even the show will not be able to be filmed.
No wonder he thought Shen Qi too extreme, since his mother died, Shen Qi seems to be abnormal.
"Don't make trouble, you can go out for a walk, don't be bored in the lounge."
Shen Qi sneered: "What? Who else do you want me to meet? Which lover of yours?"
"Ah... No wonder." Shen Qi smiled and said, "You want me to meet my stepmother again in this way? Let me guess what plot you have arranged. Is it because I suffered and the stepmother bravely came to protect me? "
"This trick has been used since my junior high school, can you change it?"
Shen Bozong was speechless by what he said. It was true. He arranged for someone to hurt Shen Qi, preferably his hand, so that he would no longer be able to play games, so he could only obediently return to inherit the family business, and then let Su Bud sees it and goes to help him.
The script has already been written.
Shen Qi hung up the phone and looked down from the window in the lounge.
The people downstairs are like ants.
Shen Bozong's brain was really kicked by a donkey.
After a while, there was a knock on the door of the lounge, and the door was not locked. Shen Qi thought it was someone who needed to use the place, so he answered and was ready to go out.
It's really boring to stay here.
Before he could reach the door, the door to the lounge opened.
A woman in casual clothes stood at the door cautiously: "I'm sorry, I came to you so suddenly."
Su Ya seemed a little embarrassed: "Are you Shen Qi?"
As soon as she said it, Shen Qi knew who this person was, and just mentioned it on the phone.
His expression suddenly turned cold.
Su Ya is not too old. She is five years younger than Shen Bozong, and she is still unmarried. Unlike Shen Bozong, she already has such an old son.
She is well maintained and looks good.
The two were deadlocked for a while before Shen Qi said lightly, "Yes."
Su Ya said cautiously, "Can you go in and talk?"
There are staff passing by from time to time, and it is really not easy to talk.
After entering the house, Su Ya breathed a sigh of relief: "I... I'm sorry for arranging such a meeting."
"Before recording the show, I want to tell you something, I hope you don't mind."
Shen Qi snorted, lowered his head and started fiddling with the phone.
Su Ya didn't mind either, showing a gentle smile: "Originally, your father wanted us to have a chance encounter..."
"I personally think it's absurd, and his ideas are sometimes really wild."
Shen Qi hummed and seemed to signal her to continue.
"I don't agree with it myself, so I came to you like this. A staff member will tell you to take you to the filming site in a while. You can just don't go."
Shen Qi looked up at her and found the shadow of her deceased mother on Su Ya's eyebrows.
His heart suddenly beat violently twice, he suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and sneered: "Do you want to tell me, let me not interfere with you, you are free love?"
Su Ya smiled softly: "No, I'm sorry, I found you so without authorization."
"I did fall in love with your father freely, but I didn't think about marrying your father. I'm a non-marriageist, so you don't have to worry."
Now in this place, it seems very strange and reasonable to talk about it on the first meeting.
Shen Qiping calmed his heartbeat.
The woman in front of him is much smarter than his mother, and these words are not only for himself, but also for Shen Bozong.
She had planned from the beginning, and took this opportunity to tell Shen Bozong that she would not marry him.
Shen Qi suddenly stood up: "I don't need to listen to this."
"Enough said, I'll leave."
Su Ya breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.
…
In the small lounge next door, Chen Songlu sat on the sofa nervously.
There was still half an hour before the start of recording. He should have been correcting the lines. If he hadn't tried to flirt with Shen Bozong's son, he should have easily advanced, but now, he is really afraid of being worn with small shoes.
In particular, when Fu Mingyuan also knew the other party, he was bumped into the scene.
"I just teased a little boy..." Chen Songlu gritted his teeth.
He just changed his clothes, and now he feels very humiliated by what happened just now, but he can't take revenge.
Chen Songlu's assistant brought tea and water to him to eat: "Brother Chen, let's forget it first."
"After all, the game is still important."
Chen Songlu sighed: "Okay, there are so many handsome guys in the world, I don't have to hang him on a tree."
Although he likes beauty, he is far from being as inferior as the outside world says.
…
When Shen Qi went out, he happened to bump into Fu Mingyuan.
Fu Mingyuan was standing at the entrance of the stairs, and a staff member was holding a desk and communicating with him.
His expression was a little serious, one hand was next to his leg, his right hand was holding a notebook, his head was slightly lowered, and light came in from the window, reflecting half of his cheek.
Because of the distance, I couldn't hear what they were talking about.
Shen Qi just glanced at them, then avoided them, walked to the stairwell on the upper floor and sat down.
No one passed by here, the recording of the program is about to start, and everyone is busy.
Shen Qiluo covered his eyes a little tiredly, leaned against the wall and raised his head, took a few breaths before suppressing those memories.
This kind of behavior of Shen Bozong happened as early as the second year after his mother died. He always hurt him and asked another woman to save himself, and arranged for him to meet the woman who might become Shen Bozong's next wife.
This is probably because Shen Qi's biological mother only met him after saving him.
After a long time, Shen Qi took out his mobile phone and started sending messages to fmy.
Your brother Qi: Brother~Are you busy~Brother~
Your brother Qi: Brother ~ I have seen Fu Mingyuan himself, I am sure, he is not as handsome as me
Brother Qi: Originally, I wanted to sign an autograph, but for the sake of my brother, I held back
Brother Qi: Brother, should you give me some reward~
After posting these, he reached out and wanted to tear off the mask.
His fingers stopped by his ears, and suddenly there were a pair of black leather shoes in front of him.
Looking up, he saw Fu Mingyuan holding the phone and bowing his head, his expression seemed to be a little soft.
Shen Qi stopped taking the mask, raised his eyes and chuckled: "Why, did my father still let you follow me? Emperor Fu Ying?"
Fu Mingyuan didn't answer, he lowered his head and started typing slowly.
His typing speed was really slow, and the speed of his finger movement made Shen Qi want to laugh.
He didn't speak, and Shen Qi also waited.
After a while, his own WeChat alert sounded.
At the same time, Fu Mingyuan also put down his mobile phone.
Shen Qi looked down.
fmy: you look up at me
Shen Qi: ? ? ? ?
He looked up suddenly.
Some can't believe it.
"fmy?"
"Fu Mingyuan?"
His voice trembled slightly.
Fu Mingyuan nodded without changing his expression: "Yes."
After getting a positive answer, Shen Qi's heartbeat was not calm, and his breathing was a little heavy.
Fu Mingyuan spoke in a hurry: "What reward do you want?"
Shen Qi's hand slowly clenched the corner of his clothes, he licked the corner of his lips, his voice was a little hoarse: "I don't think so."
I also thought about what kind of person my brother would be.
If it looks really hard to see, he might be able to suppress this newly-sprouted mind.
But I really never thought that it would be Fu Mingyuan.
How could this stop this thought
Fu Mingyuan hummed, "Don't sit on the ground, it's cold."
Shen Qi snorted and raised his eyes: "Should I explain it first, Yingdi Fu, how did you recognize it?"
"Ah... I just said, you are secretly investigating me... You already know and don't tell me."
"If I don't come, are you going to let me tease you hard?"
Shen Qi stood up, he was standing on the steps, and Fu Mingyuan was standing on the level ground. In this way, he was a little bit taller than the other party, and it was a bit condescending to look at people.
Fu Mingyuan pursed his lips and was silent for a while: "No."
"I knew you would come."
"Do you know who I am?" Shen Qi put one hand on the wall, if it wasn't for the smile in his tone, he would have thought he meant to hit someone.
"Why can't you tell me directly?" Shen Qi was indeed a little angry.
The other party knew who he was, but he didn't.
The other party also watched him tease himself.
There is an inexplicable sense of shame.
He reached out and pulled on Fu Mingyuan's neckline, and the traces of what he had just pulled are still there.
The eyes of the two met.
Shen Qi tutted, and before he could speak, Fu Mingyuan raised his hand.
Shen Qi thought he was trying to push him away.
After all, Fu Mingyuan in the mouths of others is too serious, and now their posture is a little too close.
He could even see every detail on the opponent's face, which was really impactful.
Fu Mingyuan's hand did not push him away, but landed on his ear, and his slender fingertips with chills touched his auricle.
Shen Qi made a "hiss".
He felt the other man gently tore off his mask.
After being bored for too long, Shen Qi moved uncomfortably when he suddenly came into contact with the air.
When he turned his face away, his cheek just brushed against the fingertips of the other party.
Shen Qi pulled out a smile: "What's the matter, touching my face so quickly?"
"If you touch it, you have to be responsible."
Fu Mingyuan felt that his fingertips were too itchy.
He withdrew his hand and let the other party pull on his collar, but his eyes were heavy, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.
He suddenly said, "Why didn't you call my brother?"
Shen Qi was stunned for a moment, and let go of his hand to help him straighten his neckline, moving very slowly.
Slightly lowered his eyes, he said lazily:
"I thought you didn't like it."
"Didn't you say it's not serious?"
"like."
Fu Mingyuan said softly, he leaned forward slightly, one hand in the air.
Shen Qi retracted his hand, licked his teeth, and glanced over the other's ears.
"Okay, brother."
"Brother." He said in a breath, "Your ears are red."
After all, he laughed.
He arched his brows, the corners of his eyes seemed to be even more red.
Fu Mingyuan felt his fingertips were hot and his throat was dry.
…
The two stared at each other silently for a while, probably both confirming that the other party really came out of the Internet and became a reality.
After a while, someone from the program team called Fu Mingyuan to record.
Before leaving, Fu Mingyuan asked Shen Qi to return to the lounge to wait for him.
When Shen Qi left the stadium, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.
There seemed to be a lot of fans squatting outside. When he came out, some people tried to stop him, but they all gave up when they found that he didn't have an assistant or an agent to follow.
Certainly not a star.
He took a taxi back to the hotel.
After returning, I took a shower.
I'm really tired, and my mood seems to be up and down all day.
Lying on the bed, he flipped through the chat records with Fu Mingyuan, and actually felt that he was a little stupid before.
The lights in the hotel were so bright that it hurt his eyes a little, so he simply buried himself in the bed, and didn't want to go out and turn off the lights.
He went to Fu Mingyuan's Weibo Chaohua to browse around, and gave a thumbs up to the front row.
I went to his fan group for a walk again, and the news in the group was still swiping.
Brother Fu's little fan girl: I just saw a very handsome little brother at the door. Although his face is covered, he looks good when he looks at his eyes!
Brother Fu's light stick: Take pictures, sisters! ! ! !
Brother Fu's little fan girl: woohoo, there are too many people, and I don't think I'm not a star, so I didn't go up
Brother Fu's old godmother: woohoo, I really want to go in and see Brother Fu live!
…
Shen Qi typed in the input box for a while and then deleted it.
No, sisters, sooner or later you will regret it.
You missed the opportunity to take a photo of your brother Fu's future boyfriend today.
Seeing their chat ease for a while, Shen Qi opened WeChat and clicked on a small group of five.
Since the incident of the anchor Xianxian, Xiao Coriander has also been pulled into the group.
At this moment, Brother Gou and Xiao Coriander are still broadcasting live, and no one is chatting.
Shen Qi thought for a while.
Brother Qi: My brother asked you a question
Lu Tun: ? ? ?
Lu Tun: Brother! Are you done bro! Is my autographed photo coming
Brother Qi: ? In your eyes, your idol and I are not as good as a photo
Lu Tun: No, brother, you are the most important!
Brother Qi: Okay, let me ask you a question. You found out that the person you like lied to you for a while, what did you do
Lu Tun: crying.jpg I'm still a child
Little Coriander: It depends on how much you cheated
Brother Qi: Knowing not to report
Small coriander: just beat it up~
Lu Tun: Fear.jpg
Shen Qi thought about it for a while.
Hit, it might not work.
He put down the phone, got into the bed, closed his eyes, and thought about it.
The scene of Fu Mingyuan entering the door flashed in his mind.
It was probably the first time I saw a man who could wear a formal suit so well, and I couldn't forget it.
On his side, he lay down comfortably, and even went to sleep, but the group has already written hundreds of messages because of his words.
Ye Lai: What do you mean
Lu Tun: Uh, maybe there is someone you like, Xiao Ye, or else you can ask
Ye Lai: No, I'm afraid, I'm busy
Dog brother:? ? ? Did you meet the boss
Little Coriander: It's possible!
Lu Tun: ? ? ? But he went to the event!
…
On the other side of the program recording scene, after Chen Songlu's group performed, Fu Mingyuan, who has always been very talkative, rarely gave a long comment.
As a new actor, Fu Mingyuan is still very recognized for his acting skills.
As for the other three mentors, except Yang Su, the other two have also won the best actor and actress.
Fu Mingyuan was the least spoken among the four.
"It's too hard and it's very tense."
"Are you reading this script for the first time or acting for the first time? Didn't you prepare before going on stage? Why are you nervous?"
"Sorry, I can only give 5 points for a single person."
"If you want to act well, put all your energy into acting."
Fu Mingyuan said a long series of serious words, but his expression still seemed to be the same as that of other people, that is, the comments were merciless.
It seems normal to others.
Because Fu Mingyuan has always disliked people with bad behavior.
Chen Songlu has tried his best to make himself not look uncomfortable.
He already knew it was wrong!
If he knew that it was Shen Bozong's son, he would definitely not be upset!
And Yang Su, who was next to Fu Mingyuan, acted as a good man and praised the performance of this group.
The show was recorded until 8:00 p.m.
This is just two sets of performances, ten sets in total, and it will take a week to record.
After the recording was over, someone suggested going for a late night snack.
But a few people refused on the grounds that there was still something to do, and the proposal fell through.
The chief director was still chatting with Fu Mingyuan.
"The choreographer at Fruit Station was also real last time. Hey, our choreographer is not bad."
What he was talking about was that last time Fu Mingyuan participated in an interview, the editor and director were left behind. It didn't take long for him to be replaced.
Fu Mingyuan hummed and glanced at the clock on the wall.
"Why don't we have a drink together? You didn't drink last time."
Du Jing came out to play sloppy eyes: "It's not that you don't know, our Mingyuan is allergic to alcohol, otherwise we will definitely be able to accompany you to drink happily."
The chief director laughed, he didn't dare to force Fu Mingyuan to accompany him to drink.
Du Jing said again: "Today we will go first, next time I will accompany you to drink."
Fu Mingyuan had a rare expression of impatience, but it was so shallow that no one else could see it.
Because the phone had to be turned off during the recording of the program, he didn't have time to send a message to Shen Qi to tell him not to wait for him.
According to Shen Qi's temperament, he should send himself a lot of messages to relieve his boredom, but the moment the phone was turned on, there were no WeChat messages.
As Fu Mingyuan walked towards the lounge, he said to Du Jing, who was yawning beside him: "Is my phone broken?"
Du Jing woke up instantly: "How is it possible that the afternoon is still fine?"
"It would be troublesome if it was really broken."
He took the other party's cell phone, made a call with his own cell phone, got through, and was able to answer it normally.
"It's not bad... It's good." Du Jing was a little puzzled.
Fu Mingyuan hummed and didn't answer, but the steps he took were obviously bigger.
Du Jing chased after him, sighing whether he needed to exercise.
In the lounge, Fu Mingyuan was the first to come back.
The light in the lounge was not on.
There was no one inside.
…
When Shen Qi woke up, it was already dark.
He was sweating.
There were several missed calls from Wu Yan on the phone.
Ah, he seems to have forgotten to say hello to the little assistant.
Shen Qi scratched his messy hair, because his cheeks were still a little red because he had just woken up.
I sent a message to Wu Yan to apologize, and then saw another missed call.
Unfamiliar number.
Shen Qi curled the corners of his lips, got out of the bed, and half-lying on the head of the bed.
He cuts to WeChat.
fmy: go back
fmy: sorry, it's a bit late
fmy: are you angry
The time was over an hour ago.
Seeing the news, Shen Qi put his hand on his forehead, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened.
Your brother Qi: Well, I'm angry, brother ~ I have to kiss and hug to lift my breath~
Fu Mingyuan's side displayed "inputting" for almost a second.
It took a few minutes before a message came out, only three words.
fmy: too soon
Shen Qi reacted and laughed.
Just as he was about to type a reply, a voice call came from the other side. Shen Qi sat up and stroked his hair, and even wanted to look in the mirror.
After drinking a mouthful of water from the bedside, Shen Qi pressed the answer.
When it was connected, Fu Mingyuan's breathing was a little heavier, and there was a slight sound of plastic bags rubbing.
Fu Mingyuan spoke first, his voice hoarse: "Angry?"
He seemed to be walking, with a slight gasp.
The usual voice is good enough, but this time it's even more hoarse, with some indescribable sexy, especially when it comes out through a mobile phone, Shen Qi's voice is still loud, and the voice is more amplified.
Obviously, when face to face, they didn't hit the eardrum so directly.
Shen Qi covered his ears and fumbled for a while at the head of the bed, before he remembered that he was not at home and the headphones were still in his bag.
He simply went down barefoot and went to the bag to find headphones.
"are you angry?"
"Why didn't you speak?"
There seems to be a sound of fabric rubbing, and the breath has become calmer.
"Du Jing, is my phone broken?"
Another screeching sound.
And then there was the voice of a man who was exasperated.
"Ah, bro, bro, what a bad ass! Isn't this still on the call?"
"Don't talk to me, I'm going back to the room to rest now, do what you like, don't disturb me."
"Be careful not to be photographed, I don't want to wake up tomorrow and see a shock! Fu Mingyuan meets a mysterious man in the middle of the night, such a strange thing!"
Then came the sound of running footsteps.
further and further.
Fu Mingyuan was silent for a while, his back was stretched straight, leaning against the wall, his eyes darkened.
Until Shen Qi found the headphones, there was a rustling sound and a slight current coming from the headset.
He heard the boy's shallow breathing, and the sound of the cloth rubbing against the quilt came more clearly than before.
The thread that was tight at first suddenly loosened.
Fingers slide unconsciously across the back of the phone.
Because I came out to record the program, the phone case was useless.
But today Shen Qi used it.
Some dim lights in the corridor reflected on his face, and he looked a little tired, but his posture was still tall and straight.
"You're back?" It was a little cold in the corridor, and the clothes were thin when recording the show, and I didn't add any clothes when I came out in a hurry.
Fu Mingyuan's voice became hoarse again.
Shen Qi kicked the quilt, let the quilt stick to his lap obediently, sighed comfortably, and buried his head in the quilt.
"I didn't come back."
His voice was muffled.
Try to hold back a smile.
Fu Mingyuan's voice suddenly became serious: "Where have you been in the middle of the night?"
"It's so cold outside at night."
"No, brother, are you..." He licked his lips and swallowed the words.
"Ah... how can I tell you."
"I'm still angry."
"I won't get up without my brother kissing and holding him high."
Fu Mingyuan raised his head, pursed his lips, and frowned a word of Sichuan between his brows.
"too fast."
Same answer as before.
"We should start by holding hands."
These words came out of his mouth, but they were serious.
No trace of jokes could be found.
Shen Qi snorted.
"Brother, that's an emoji, do you know?"
"That's right, Ben Xiong fell, and he has to kiss and hug him before he gets up."
The real Fu Mingyuan:…
"Well, I see."
"Are you in the room?"
"No, I'm angry, I went out to dry and wake up." He rolled over.
Fu Mingyuan laughed softly, he had already reacted at this moment, Shen Qi did it on purpose.
The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.
"Which room do you live in?"
"No, your little cutie is offline for the time being."
Shen Qi kicked the quilt, turned over, rushed to the mirror and looked at the collar that he had torn to nowhere, and the messy hair because of his poor sleeping posture.
"Well." Fu Mingyuan responded and sneezed suddenly.
Shen Qi, who was looking in the mirror: "Have a cold?"
"You're not in the room?"
"Well, not here."
"The barbecue I bought for you is cold, can you still eat it?"