The heater in the car is very hot.
Shen Qi's hands were very cold, and when his fingertips touched the little wound on Fu Mingyuan's face, he trembled a little.
He didn't make a sound.
Fu Mingyuan lowered his eyes slightly, his back was taut and straight, his eyes fell on Shen Qi's messy hair, and he tilted his head to the right, so that Shen Qi could touch his cheek.
The right hand landed on the boy's upturned hair and pressed down, but was unable to press it down.
"I'm back, don't worry." Fu Mingyuan's voice carried the exhaustion of having not slept all night and riding in the middle of the night again.
Uncontrollable dumbness.
The car was driven by Du Jing.
Fu Mingyuan wanted to come to see Shen Qi, so it was not easy for the driver to come.
When entering the service area, Du Jing found the hot search.
Although Fu Mingyuan didn't say a word, Du Jing still accelerated his driving speed.
He is the agent.
Others' agents are trying their best to prevent their own artists from falling in love, and he is still on the way to send his own artists to fall in love.
As a single dog, I also have to worry about the problem of two people quarreling.
When Shen Qi got in the car, Du Jing got out of the car and followed Lu Tun into the base.
He has to use Fu Mingyuan's Weibo to report safety to his fans.
Shen Qi retracted his hand, bent one knee, put his toes under the seat, and stretched the other leg forward, rubbing against the opponent's calf, domineeringly occupying the entire aisle of the front and rear seats, pressing against the opponent's knee, a little arrogantly. bump bump.
His head shrank back, and he left the range of Fu Mingyuan's palm.
Shen Qi raised his head, his eyes were not red, just a little bit at the end of his eyes.
The corners of his mouth twitched upwards slightly, like a smile.
"Ah, I'm back." He licked the corner of his lower lip, and his eyes fell from Fu Mingyuan's face.
His neckline and placket.
All pretty dirty.
It doesn't look as meticulous as usual.
His eyes were red and bloodshot, and he looked a little tired.
Fu Mingyuan responded.
Grabbing Shen Qi's wrist with his left hand, he bent down abruptly: "Why did you run out wearing slippers?"
His hand touched the other's cold ankle, which could not even be heated by the air conditioner in the car, and his eyes darkened slightly.
"No socks?"
Shen Qi moved jio.
Not feeling cold.
I can only feel that my heart is like a roller coaster. It suddenly goes up from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and then suddenly comes down. The stimulated person's brain is numb.
Fu Mingyuan frowned and looked around in the car.
There are no spare shoes.
With one hand, he picked up the other's leg against his knee and placed it on his knee, with his palm against his cold wrist.
Shen Qi moved uncomfortably, raised his eyelids with a smile in his eyes, and said slowly, "Brother, jio's heart is cold."
"It's not warm like that."
"To be like this."
The voice fell, and there was a rustling sound in the car.
A few seconds later, Fu Mingyuan's yao was pasted with a cold palm.
The hand on Jio's wrist tightened slightly, and the originally straight back was stiff.
Unable to ignore the touch on his waist, he slowly scratched like an ant crawling over.
not cold.
Instead it's getting hotter.
Shen Qi raised his eyes slightly, his expression changed slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened.
The tip of his tongue rested on his cheek, and he raised his chin.
"It's hot."
The boy's tone changed slightly, and he seemed to have some joy in the success of the prank.
Fu Mingyuan hummed, breathing a little short.
The temperature inside the car is getting higher and higher.
The other jio shifted his position, bent his knee, and stepped directly on the other's knee.
Fu Mingyuan's eyes moved with his movements.
There is not much strength on the knees.
Rather heavy.
Even the other party pressed down.
"Don't be angry." Fu Mingyuan's voice was hoarse.
It's different from the tired dumb one.
He put his hand on his side, with a little forbearance, rubbed his fingertips on the clothes twice, and his eyes were deeper.
Shen Qi chuckled lightly: "I'm not angry."
"How can you be angry, my brother came back specially to report safety to me."
His voice was getting louder and louder, as if this was the only way to tell the other party that he was really not angry.
He was just too worried.
I was so worried that I wanted to run to find him.
"Of course I won't be angry." A snort overflowed from his nose.
Fu Mingyuan stretched out his hand and pressed it on his upturned hair again.
The palms are itchy, and the waist is hot.
"I'm sorry." He stared at Shen Qi closely, not daring to miss the slightest change in expression on his face.
Leaning forward slightly, the two of them were breathing closer and closer.
There was silence for a while.
Shen Qi hummed: "I accept."
"Where's the injury? Let me see? What else is there besides the face?"
When he first got in the car, he patronized and paid attention to the injury on the other's face.
Although it is such a small hole, it is very eye-catching.
Tsk, Shen Qi can't figure out how this person looks.
Why can a face with a scar still be so perfect, even more wild than usual.
He glanced a few more times now.
He saw blood on the clothes on his right arm.
Even breathing stopped.
"It's okay, it's not serious." It's only now that the pain can be felt.
Shen Qi snorted, ignored him, and rolled up his sleeves, which were torn in a large piece, and he didn't know how to change his clothes and come back.
The wound wasn't bleeding anymore, just a very thick bandage and an ugly bow tie.
Shen Qi stretched out his hand and pinched it, but without looking up, he said in a low voice, "It's very capable, brother, the bag is so thick."
"Doesn't it hurt?"
He just hangs his head like this, his hair has not been able to be pressed up, and it is curled up a few times. When he starts his hand, it looks fierce and tight, but it really touches the bandage and regains his strength.
Fu Mingyuan couldn't feel it at all.
"Well, it doesn't hurt."
Shen Qi raised his eyes, it was probably because the car was stuffy, and the corners of his eyes were redder than when he just got in the car.
He stared at Fu Mingyuan's eyes for a while.
He saw his own reflection in the other's eyes.
I also saw dim lights in the car.
He showed a smile.
The tip of his tongue licked the corner of his lower lip.
Then he pulled Fu Mingyuan's collar and leaned forward.
Lips and lips collide together.
Kisses fiercer than ever.
He could taste the blood on Fu Mingyuan's lips.
But not enough.
At first, it was Fu Mingyuan's back that was forced to lean against the car window.
Later, Shen Qi's back pressed against the seat.
Slippers were kicked into the front seat.
Belts are scattered on the ground.
The jacket hung on the back of the front seat.
Fu Mingyuan's five fingers were trapped in Shen Qi's soft hair.
During the ups and downs of breathing, he saw that the young man's fair knuckles were flushed with red, and his raised neck was covered with a thin layer of red.
Wearing pajamas seems to be more convenient.
Shen Qi let out a "hiss" and touched the corner of his lips where the corner of his mouth was bitten with the tip of his tongue.
Fu Mingyuan's thin waist was exposed in sight, and he leaned over to get a tissue for him.
"Brother, your mouth is so cruel." Shen Qi leaned lazily on the back of the chair, occupying the entire back seat.
Breathing hasn't calmed down yet.
Fu Mingyuan dragged his hand, knelt on the ground halfway, and wiped his fingers one by one.
Hearing his words, he raised his head slightly, glanced over his lips, was silent for a while, and hummed.
"Take it next time."
Shen Qi moved his fingers: "It smells good too."
What he said, Fu Mingyuan knew.
He stiffened for a moment, pursed his lower lip, and said nothing.
Shen Qi was unwilling to forgive: "It's just a little more..."
Fu Mingyuan threw the paper into the trash, and helped Shen Qi button up his clothes, and put his palm on his forehead: "With you here, I won't."
Shen Qi reacted for a while.
Toes curled up.
fuck.
…
When the two entered, an hour and a half had passed.
Shen Qi was wearing Fu Mingyuan's coat, and his feet were also Fu Mingyuan's shoes.
Compared with slippers, these shoes that look like cloth shoes are actually warmer with velvet inside.
Fu Mingyuan, wearing Shen Qi's slippers, mask and hat, followed behind him.
"Next time I don't say anything, I have to try it on the balcony." Shen Qi put his hands in his pockets and said casually.
A smile flashed across Fu Mingyuan's eyes.
"Will not."
Shen Qi snorted, a little regretful.
The gate of the base was opened.
Du Jing was sitting on the sofa with a large pile of snacks on the coffee table in front of him.
They were all taken from Ye Lai.
When the two came in, Du Jing still had a spicy chicken foot in his mouth.
The first thing I saw was the shoes on Shen Qi's feet.
Then there are the slippers that are obviously smaller in size on Fu Mingyuan's feet.
It looks a little funny.
Du Jing almost choked the air intake pipe with a mouthful of chili, but he didn't catch his breath.
Everyone else stayed in the training room, and the walls of the scrims were transparent, so they could see each other.
Shen Qi seemed to be in a good mood. Maybe he hadn't seen Du Jing for a long time, and when he saw that he was coughing red and drinking water, he stepped forward and patted Du Jing on the shoulder.
"Brother Du, eat slowly."
Dukin's cough got worse.
Fu Mingyuan squinted his eyes halfway, and his eyes fell on Shen Qi's hand on Du Jing's shoulder, although his eyes only stayed for a few seconds.
She pursed her lips slightly.
Du Jing still felt a sudden chill behind him.
After Shen Qi finished speaking, his neck was retracted into the collar of his coat. Seeing Fu Mingyuan standing at the door, he took two steps back and pulled his wrist to the training room.
Du Jing opened his mouth and hesitated.
Why do I feel that there is something wrong with Fu Mingyuan's neck.
As if something flashed past.
In the end, he chose to sit down and continue eating snacks, and follow the trending searches on Weibo in real time.
He's a single dog, what's going on