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Fu Mingyuan's face sank instantly.

He is one of the very few people who will really get angry with fans. Generally, fans will try their best to agree to any request. Even if the waiter's request was too excessive, he just offered to help the other party sign the paper.

But now, the opponent has touched his bottom line.

He can splash that glass of water on himself, and he certainly won't be so angry.

It happened that Shen Qi blocked the glass of water for himself.

Fu Mingyuan calmly used a tissue to help Shen Qi cushion the already soaked back collar.

The movements are very gentle.

Fu Mingyuan's eyes darkened as he touched the opponent's wet nape with his slightly cool fingers.

"Is it cold?" Fu Mingyuan didn't look at the waiter again, instead his expression softened slightly, helping Shen Qi deal with the wet clothes.

Du Jing, who sensed that something was wrong, rushed over immediately, blocking the waiter's line of sight, and took the waiter away with a dark face before attracting the attention of others in the shop.

"How can they be so close?"

"That person can, why can't I?"

"Aren't they all fans? Don't you mean pet fans?"

Du Jing:...

If it weren't for this in public, I really want to beat you up now.

He led people to the rest room dedicated to employees at the back. Fortunately, there was no one to dine on the way to the rest room.

Lu Tun was also frightened. When he stood up he hurriedly touched the cup and the plate. The cup fell over and the plate almost fell.

Fortunately, the cup is empty.

Shen Qi lowered his head, letting Fu Mingyuan's hand reach into the back of his neck. Just when the water was warm, it stuck to the skin without any discomfort. Now it has cooled down, and the stamina feels a little cold. It's also a bit sticky.

He moved his neck.

Fu Mingyuan pressed his shoulder with one hand.

"Don't move." The voice was much lower than before.

"That...that..." Lu Tun quickly sat across from the two of them, glanced at the idol whose head was lowered and could not see his expression, then looked down at his idol, holding a tissue in one hand, thin The male **** who carefully wipes the idol.

Hearing him speak, Shen Qi twisted his neck.

Fu Mingyuan straightened his head with one hand again, put his warm palms directly on his soft hair, and repeated again in a calm voice: "Don't move."

"I'm almost done? It's okay, I also wear a vest underneath." Having maintained this position, Shen Qi felt that his neck was a little tired.

Moreover, it's too itchy.

The itch overwhelmed the discomfort.

After speaking, he laughed.

He even shook his body.

After laughing, he said slowly: "I'm so handsome."

Fu Mingyuan lowered his eyes and said, "No next time."

He will not put the teenager in a dangerous place.

The boy's white back neck was faintly red because of the friction of the paper towel, and the wet back neck collapsed. As long as Fu Mingyuan took it out, it would undoubtedly fit on the skin.

From Fu Mingyuan's perspective, he could see the black vest inside the young man, the neckline was too low, he didn't touch it, and he didn't know if it was wet.

Fortunately, that glass of water is only half a cup.

Fu Mingyuan paused, and asked after a while: "The clothes are still wet, I will ask Du Jing to bring a piece of clothing."

"My clothes, do you mind?"

Shen Qi shrank his neck slightly, letting the other party continue to stuff tissues on the back of his neck.

Fu Mingyuan's hands are warmer than the back of his neck, so when he wipes him, he will inevitably touch his skin.

Shen Qike restrained his trembling body, and drew his head forward.

"Don't mind... Brother, but if I go out wearing your clothes, will I really not be seen?"

Shen Qi put his gaze on Fu Mingyuan's legs, and when he moved to a certain place, he paused, then laughed low.

Fu Mingyuan's hand on his head moved unconsciously: "It's okay."

He threw away the tissue, put his coat on the back of the chair on Shen Qi's body, helped him with his clothes with one hand, and pushed his shoulder with the other to let him sit down.

"Brother..." Lu Tun said weakly, looking at the male **** for a while, and then at the hand of the male **** on the idol.

"Huh?" Shen Qi took the hot water that Fu Mingyuan poured for himself, and the back collar of his clothes was really uncomfortable when he got wet and stuck to his body.

But the smell of Fu Mingyuan is all on the coat.

Fu Mingyuan raised his eyelids and glanced at him. There was no extra expression on his face, he just nodded faintly.

Lu Tun felt inexplicably that the male **** seemed to know him and seemed to be hostile to him?

"Um... Brother, I have a change of clothes in my bag. Would you like to change it first? What if I catch a cold later..."

He directly carried the bag on his back.

At the moment when the words were spoken, Lu Tun felt that he didn't know where a gust of wind blew.

The back is a little cold.

He looked up at the central air conditioner.

Fu Mingyuan didn't say a word.

It's just that the hand on the knee is slightly clenched.

"No, just your small body, your clothes, can I wear your elder brother?" Shen Qi gathered his coat, almost buried his head.

Fu Mingyuan's breath is too strong.

The people around seemed to correct their position.

"If it's cold, you can try it on first."

"Wet clothes are really uncomfortable to wear."

Fu Mingyuan persuaded.

Lu Tungang wanted to nod, and Shen Qi stopped what he was about to blurt out with a look in his eyes.

Shen Qi gently pulled Fu Mingyuan's sleeve under the table.

Leaning in his ear and whispering.

"No way, brother, how can I wear other men's clothes."

"Isn't it, brother."

Fu Mingyuan's throat rolled a little, and then he hummed.

The tip of Shen Qi's tongue touched the root of the tooth and chuckled lightly.

Lu Tun looked at these two people while you put on my coat and whispered for a while, and suddenly remembered the brother who appeared in the idol.

Idol will not be with his brother while being with the male god.

Although it is a male god, this is also wrong!

He must have a good talk with his idol in a while!

The dishes on the table have become cold after the tumult.

Not long after Du Jing left with the waiter, the restaurant manager hurried over, followed by several waiters carrying new dishes.

"Sorry, Mr. Fu, Mr. Shen." The manager wiped the sweat from his forehead, and under Fu Mingyuan's nod, he changed to a new dish.

After this meal, Du Jing was late with Fu Mingyuan's clothes.

He just went to deal with the waiter.

In fact, enthusiastic fans often encounter it, but it is so neurotic, and it is really rare to meet.

In order to better entertain a few people, the manager has closed the restaurant.

When Du Jing arrived, Fu Mingyuan was drinking soup slowly.

His movements are very elegant, and he still sits as straight as usual.

If not for his slightly red ears betrayed him.

And Shen Qi, who was sitting next to him with one hand propped his chin, wearing Fu Mingyuan's glasses and Fu Mingyuan's coat, looked at Fu Mingyuan with a smile.

Lu Tun, who was sitting opposite, looked innocent, looked at his phone for a while, then looked up at the two people opposite.

Du Jing:...

It's like the father is taking the son.

He carried his clothes and coughed: "I brought the clothes. Let's change clothes first?"

Shen Qi took the clothes and blinked at Fu Mingyuan.

He glanced into the bag, which appeared to be a dark blue sweater.

"Where is the person?" Fu Mingyuan lowered his sleeves and looked up at Du Jing.

There were some gloomy emotions in his eyes.

Du Jing glanced at Lu Tun who was sitting next to him playing with his mobile phone, and Lu Tun immediately waved his hand: "You said you said, I'll wait for Brother Shen."

Fu Mingyuan frowned.

"It's already arranged." Du Jing squeezed his nose: "The current fans are really too much."

Fu Mingyuan didn't respond to him, and it took a long time to say: "It's just an individual."

"I know I know." Du Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

He was a little afraid that Fu Mingyuan would become a little irreconcilable when he fell in love.

It now appears that he is still the former Fu Mingyuan, but he has changed a little in some aspects.

These changes may also be good.

"Well, take care of it cleanly." Fu Mingyuan pinched his eyebrows.

Du Jing nodded.

I heard Fu Mingyuan continue to ask: "Have the photo been taken? Has it been posted?"

"Do you remember that you are a star? Do you know what kind of sensation it will cause?"

"Do you remember what I said low-key?"

Fu Mingyuan raised his eyes.

Du Jing sighed: "I'll see if you are done, I will post it when you leave in a while, and some fans will come over here for the province."

Fu Mingyuan nodded: "You go there in the afternoon, and I will send him back first."

Du Jinggang wanted to say something more, and Shen Qi and Lu Tun came over together.

Shen Qi’s dark blue sweater is a little bit wider when he wears the clothes. His hair is a bit messy at the moment, and Fu Mingyuan’s glasses are still on the bridge of his nose. He originally looked like a teenager. He looks like a student.

He put his hands in the pockets of his sweater, talking with Lu Tun beside him, with a faint smile on his face.

Fu Mingyuan pursed his lower lip and stood up.

"Idol, you must not step on two boats, you listen to me."

"Do you know this is the behavior of a scumbag? A scumbag! A scumbag will be stabbed by a thousand swords!"

Shen Qi sighed, carelessly: "No way, I like both."

"Look, my brother has a nice voice."

"Emperor Fu is so handsome and handsome."

"I greedy his voice, and the other greedy his body, why can't I have both?"

Lu Tun looked distressed: "Do you know how many men and women line up wanting to marry Yingdi Fu idols!"

"You are like this...you are like this..."

"Huh? I'm like this, I'm still your idol."

Lu Tun:...

Although the words are correct, I still feel like eating radish and worrying about it.

When the two arrived in front of Fu Mingyuan and the others, Lu Tun immediately shut up and said nothing.

Although he doesn't want to watch the idol step on two boats, his heart is partial.

Shen Qi pulled the hem of his clothes and walked to Fu Mingyuan with a smile.

He also has this dress.

The smile spread, and the dim light reflected on his face.

Fu Mingyuan looked at him for a long time before looking away.

"It looks good." His voice was slightly muted.