I’m Completely Clueless About Sockpuppet Accounts Being Unmasked

Fu Mingyuan's remarks were too direct, and it was clear that he was asking Shen Qi.

His gaze fell directly on Shen Qi's body, but the person being watched was unaware of it, and even the feet that stepped on Chen Songlu's back moved a bit to the left and right because of the leg soreness caused by the large movements.

Chen Songlu howled.

Fu Mingyuan's gaze finally moved to him, his brows furrowed, his eyes filled with inquiry.

Chen Songlu struggled twice.

Shen Qi relieved his strength, put down the feet that were on his back, twisted his toes on the ground, turned his head slightly, and looked towards the door.

Yang Su, who was originally indifferent and just thinking about watching the show, stood up: "It's all jokes."

Hearing her help, Chen Songlu struggled to get up. Although his face was ugly, he barely smiled at Fu Mingyuan.

It was a footprint printed on the back, which looked very funny.

"Yes, Brother Fu, it's all a misunderstanding..." Chen Songlu knew the identity of Fu Mingyuan.

People like them clearly understand who can offend and who cannot offend.

Fu Mingyuan ignored him, only turned slightly and pressed his lips. After a while, he whispered, "Senior Yang."

Yang Sulue smiled awkwardly, she was not sure whether Fu Mingyuan and Shen Qi knew each other, and she didn't understand what the sentence Fu Mingyuan just asked about.

As an elder, senior, she just sat there just watching, and she was really out of identity.

"Ah..." Shen Qi, as the person involved, reacted with hindsight.

His mask hasn't been taken off yet, only a pair of beautiful eyes are exposed. Perhaps because of the excessive movement just now, the corners of his eyes are slightly red, but 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 aggressive, and the lips hidden under the mask were subconsciously dry.

He licked his lower lip and rubbed his teeth, slightly itchy.

"Is there any paper?" he asked, raising his eyes.

The voice through the mask is not very clear, but it is more real than the voice from the phone in the computer. Without any modification of the electronic device, the corners of his eyes are slightly raised, as if he is smiling.

Watching Fu Mingyuan smile.

Fu Mingyuan walked in two steps, and Du Jing who followed him still looked wandering, as if he didn't know what had just happened.

Fu Mingyuan walked straight towards Shen Qi, his aura was too oppressive, and Chen Songlu, who gritted his teeth and held his arm against Shen Qi, did not dare to look at him at all. In front of Fu Mingyuan, Chen Songlu lowered him by a head.

And Shen Qi stood up straight now, as much as Fu Mingyuan's ears.

Fu Mingyuan didn't answer his words, but looked down at the end of his eyes very lightly, and the one holding the milk tea moved manually.

For a moment, his right hand covered the cup, still warm.

He handed the milk tea to Shen Qi.

Du Jing, who was stunned by his back against the door, woke up suddenly, he knew it! He knew it! He knew it!

What to take care of my son! Fuck him shit!

With Fu Mingyuan's temperament, he would definitely not be willing to do things that he felt wrong and unwilling.

He also felt that Fu Mingyuan was half-hearted! While hanging the little anchor, I have a crush on Angry!

It turned out to be a person in the end! As a result, this person is still the son of Shen Bozong!

Du Jing felt that his agent was really useless. Should he thank Fu Mingyuan for not telling himself the good news when the two got their marriage certificates?

I also risked being photographed to buy milk tea! Buy milk tea?

Du Jing... Du Jing glanced around the people in the lounge, then moved two steps, blocking the sight of Chen Songlu and Yang Su.

Don't see any evil, don't understand it!

Even if he didn't stop him, the two of them didn't dare to look directly at the scene now, they could only watch it secretly.

Shen Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, he watched Fu Mingyuan's slender fingers hold the cup, and because of reaching out, 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 it directly.

He pulled out a paper towel from the bag of milk tea, then wiped his palms slowly.

Then slowly leaned forward, staring at Fu Mingyuan's eyes, and the two were separated by a few centimeters.

Shen Qi suddenly laughed: "You look so handsome."

He took the milk tea, covered the cup with his hand, and then said: "Unfortunately, it's a little bit worse than me."

The milk tea is indeed warm, which is also his favorite taste.

He took out the phone, "How much do I transfer to you?"

Although Fu Mingyuan is handsome, he cannot accept other people's milk tea.

Fu Mingyuan: ...

He frowned: "No."

Shen Qi dropped a hand on the edge of the mask, looked away for a while, and then put it down again.

Chen Songlu peeking from the side:...

"Sister Yang...who is that...isn't someone's assistant?" He lowered his voice and asked.

Yang Su rubbed his forehead tiredly, shook his head, and nodded again.

Seeing this, 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."

Hey, he is really a man with firm perseverance, and he has to talk about it with his brother after turning around.

For the sake of elder brother, guard oneself like jade.

Fu Mingyuan's brow furrowed tighter, as if accepting something incredible.

Du Jing, who tried to block his sight, had a distorted expression and was actually rejected!

Shen Qi stepped back two steps, the two opened a safe distance, and he turned to look at Wu Yan.

Wu Yanzheng stared at them with both eyes.

Shen Qi sighed, stretched out his hand and patted the back of his head: "Is your brother not handsome?"

Wu Yan covered it with pain, and subconsciously said: "Handsome, the most handsome."

Take the autograph, soft-mouthed.

Seeing his movements, Fu Mingyuan stiffened while holding the milk tea, his lips pressed 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 phone interface, and the body just about to sit down paused slightly, with the other hand in the pocket of his jacket, his tone of voice was compared to what he had just said, "Ah... Did he let you take care of me?"

It seems that Shen Bozong had mentioned it before, and he almost forgot about it.

I blame my brother for being so charming.

He leaned his gaze to see Fu Mingyuan's assistant Du Jing's wandering state. Chen Songlu whispered to Yang Su while leaning back. 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 meticulously arranged collar, raised his head and whispered: "Did he tell you that I like you? Kind of...men?"

"Um...If he didn't tell you, I will tell you now."

"You have to take care of me, how can you take care of me?"

"Where to start taking care of?"

Tsk, brother, sorry, the situation is compelling.

He glanced at the camera on the wall, lowered his eyes and laughed at himself.

Is the current Shen Bozong so angry that he is trembling, so angry that he regrets letting him over, is so angry that he hates himself for not believing him?

Fu Mingyuan didn't take precautions, so he was suddenly dragged by him. Then, the boy's clear voice slowly penetrated into his ears.

His breathing stagnated, but his face didn't show up, and he stood up straight again after a little effort.

"Don't talk nonsense."

He said calmly.

Shen Qi touched his forehead: "No."

"I'm telling the truth, don't you all see it? After you come in, my sight cannot be separated from you."

other people:......

Suddenly Yang Su stood up and hurried out, and Chen Songlu was pulled together by his assistant.

They dare not watch this scene again.

Du Jing: ...

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 of them went out from the lounge while talking.

He even closed the door very intimately.

After a while, there were two people left in the lounge.

Shen Qi chuckled lightly, "Lonely man and widowed man..."

Fu Mingyuan gave a hum. Just as he was about to say something, some abrupt cell phone ringing rang.

Shen Qi glanced at the caller, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Fu Mingyuan before answering the phone.

"What's the matter?" He was a little careless, even closing his eyes.

Fu Mingyuan glanced at him twice, then turned and left.

Shen Qi glanced at him twice, thinking about the current situation, and then asked Lu Tun how likely it was that Fu Mingyuan wanted to sign.

But...how can real people look more handsome than photos.

And the sound is really too similar to my brother...

"Are you having fun?" Shen Bozong said softly.

"Very happy, thank you for giving me a chance to get along with the man I like."

Shen Bozong's breathing was stagnant, letting Fu Mingyuan take him as a cover, but after all, only Fu Mingyuan was the artist of their company in the entire program group.

If Shen Qi were to contact Su Ya directly, he would not even be able to make the show.

It's no wonder that he thinks Shen Qi too radically. Since his mother's death, Shen Qi has always been abnormal.

"Don't make trouble, you can go for a walk, don't get bored in the lounge."

Shen Qi sneered: "What? Who else do you want me to meet? Which one of your lovers?"

"Ah...no wonder." Shen Qi smiled: "You want me to see your stepmother again in this way? Let me guess what plot you arranged, is it because I have suffered, and the stepmother came bravely. protect me?"

"This trick has been used since I was in junior high school. Can you change it?"

Shen Bozong was speechless by what he said. It is indeed the case. He arranged for Shen Qi to be injured. It is best to hurt his hands so that he can no longer play games. He can only come back obediently and inherit the family business, and then let Su Bu saw it and went to help him.

The script has been written.

Shen Qi hung up the phone and looked down from the window of the lounge.

The people downstairs are like ants.

Shen Bozong's mind was really kicked by a donkey.

After a while, the door of the lounge was knocked, and the door was not locked. Shen Qi thought it was someone who needed a place, so he responded and prepared to go out for a stroll.

It's a bit boring to stay here.

Before he reached the door, the door of the lounge opened.

The woman in a casual dress stood at the door somewhat restrained: "Sorry, I came to you so abruptly."

Su Ya seemed a little embarrassed: "Are you Shen Qi?"

As soon as she said it, Shen Qi knew who this person was, and she just mentioned it on the phone.

His expression fell cold all at once.

Su Ya is not too old. She is five years younger than Shen Bozong. She is still unmarried. Unlike Shen Bozong, she already has a son like this.

She is also well maintained and looks very good-natured.

The two stood in a stalemate for a while before Shen Qi said lightly: "Yes."

Su Ya said cautiously: "Can you go in and say?"

There are staff members passing by from time to time, it is really not very good to talk.

After entering the house, Su Ya breathed a sigh of relief: "I...I'm sorry to arrange such a meeting."

"While the show has not started recording, I want to say something to you, I hope you don't mind."

Shen Qi snorted, lowered his head and began to fiddle with the phone.

Su Ya didn't mind, she smiled softly: "Originally, your father wanted us to have a chance encounter..."

"Personally, I think it's quite absurd. Sometimes his ideas are really wild."

Shen Qi said, as if to signal her to continue.

"I don't agree with it personally, so I will come to you like this, and there will be a staff member who will tell you to take you to the shooting site in a while, so you just don't want to.

Shen Qi looked up at her, and found the shadow of his deceased mother on Su Ya's eyebrows.

His heart suddenly beat 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 in love?"

Su Ya smiled softly: "No, I'm sorry, I'm looking for you so arbitrarily."

"I do fall in love with your father freely, but I never thought about marrying your father. I am a non-marriage, so you don't have to worry about it."

In this place, it seems very strange to spread out the first time we meet, and it seems very reasonable.

Shen Qiping recovered his heartbeat.

The woman in front of her was much smarter than his mother. This was not only for herself, but also for Shen Bozong.

She planned from the beginning to take this opportunity to tell Shen Bozong that she would not marry him.

Shen Qi stood up suddenly: "I don't need to listen to this."

"If you have said enough, I will leave."

Su Ya breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

......

In the small lounge next door, Chen Songlu sat on the sofa nervously.

There is still half an hour before the start of the recording. He should have been talking to the lines. If he hadn't been upset and tried to molest Shen Bozong's son, he would have been able to get promoted easily, but now, he is really afraid of being put on shoes.

Especially, when Fu Mingyuan also knew the other party, he was hit on the scene.

"I will molest a little boy..." Chen Songlu gritted his teeth.

He just changed his clothes. At the moment, he felt that the incident was very humiliating, but he couldn't retaliate.

Chen Songlu’s assistant brought him tea and poured water, "Brother Chen, let's forget it first."

"After all, the game is important."

Chen Songlu let out a sigh of relief: "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 inferior in character as the outside world said.

......

When Shen Qi went out, he happened to hit Fu Mingyuan.

Fu Mingyuan was standing at the top of the stairs, and a staff member was holding a desk and communicating with him.

His expression was a little serious, with one hand resting on his leg, holding a table in his right hand, and lowering his head slightly, light came in through the window, reflecting half of his cheek.

Because they were a little far away, they couldn't hear what they were communicating.

Shen Qi only cast a glance, then walked around them, and sat down in the stairwell on the upper floor.

No one passes by here, the recording of the show is about to begin, and everyone is busy.

Shen Qi slightly covered his eyes tiredly, leaned on the wall and raised his head, taking a few breaths before suppressing those memories.

This behavior of Shen Bozong has occurred as early as the second year after his mother's death. He always hurt him to let another woman save himself and arrange for him to meet with a woman who might become Shen Bozong's next wife.

This is probably because Shen Qi's biological mother only met after saving him.

After a long time, Shen Qi took out the phone and started to send messages to fmy.

Your brother Qi: Brother~Are you busy~Brother~

Your brother Qi: Brother~ I saw Fu Mingyuan himself, I'm sure, he is not as handsome as me

Your brother Qi: Originally I wanted to sign, but for the sake of brother, I held back

Your brother Qi: Brother, should you give me some reward~

After sending these, he stretched out his hand, wanting to pull off the mask.

My fingers stopped to my ears, and a pair of black leather shoes suddenly appeared in front of me.

Looking up, he saw Fu Mingyuan holding the phone and lowering his head, his expression seemed a little soft.

Shen Qi stopped taking the mask, raising his eyes and chuckles: "Why, does my father still let you follow me? Emperor Fu?"

Fu Mingyuan didn't answer, he lowered his head and began to type slowly.

The speed of his typing was really slow, and the speed of his finger movement made Shen Qi want to laugh a little.

He did not speak, so Shen Qi waited.

After a while, his own WeChat notification sounded.

At the same time, Fu Mingyuan also put down his cell phone.

Shen Qi glanced down.

fmy: you look up at me

Shen Qi:? ? ? ? ?

He suddenly looked up.

Some can't believe it.

"Fmy?"

"Fu Mingyuan?"

His voice trembled slightly.

Fu Mingyuan nodded without changing his expression: "Yes."

Getting an affirmative answer, Shen Qi's heartbeat was not calm, and his breathing was a little heavy.

Fu Mingyuan didn't rush and said, "What reward do you want?"

Shen Qi's hand slowly grabbed the corner of his clothes, he licked the corner of his lips, his voice was a little hoarse: "I didn't think about it."

I also thought about what kind of person my brother would be.

If he was too long to look past, he might still be able to suppress his budding thoughts.

But I really never thought that it would be Fu Mingyuan.

How can I break this mind?

Fu Mingyuan said, "Don't sit on the ground, it's cool."

Shen Qi snorted and raised his eyes: "Should I explain first, Yingdi Fu, how did you recognize it?"

"Ah... I said, you are investigating me secretly... You have known it a long time ago and you won't tell me."

"If I don't come, are you going to let me push you hard?"

Shen Qi stood up, he stood on the steps, and Fu Mingyuan stood on the flat ground. In this way, he was a little bit taller than the opponent, which seemed to be condescending to look at people.

Fu Mingyuan pursed his lips and was silent for a while: "No."

"I know you will come."

"Know who I am?" Shen Qi leaned on the wall with one hand, if it wasn't for a smile in his tone, he 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 teasing himself.

There is an inexplicable sense of shame.

He stretched out his hand and pulled Fu Mingyuan's neckline, and the traces he had just pulled were still there.

The eyes of the two met.

Shen Qi sighed, and before he could speak, Fu Mingyuan raised his hand.

Shen Qi thought he was going to push himself away.

After all, the Fu Mingyuan described by others is too serious, and now their posture is a bit too close.

He can even see every detail on the opponent's face, which is really impactful.

Fu Mingyuan's hand did not push him away, but fell to his ear, and his slender fingertips with chills touched his auricle.

Shen Qi hissed.

He felt the other party gently pull off his mask.

After being bored for too long and suddenly touching the air, Shen Qi moved a little uncomfortably.

When he turned his face away, his cheek just brushed his fingertips.

Shen Qi chuckled and smiled: "What's the matter, do you touch my face so soon?"

"If you touch it, you have to be responsible."

Fu Mingyuan felt that his fingertips were too itchy.

He retracted his hand and allowed the opponent to pull his collar, but his eyes were heavy, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

He suddenly said: "Why don't you call my brother anymore."

Shen Qi was stunned for a moment, let go and help him smooth the neckline, moving very slowly.

With his eyes down slightly, he lazily spoke:

"I thought you didn't like it."

"Didn't it mean that it is not serious?"

"like."

Fu Mingyuan whispered softly, his body leaned forward slightly, one hand horizontally in the air.

Shen Qi retracted his hand, licked his teeth, and glanced over the opponent's ear.

"Okay, brother."

"Brother." He said in a breath: "Your ears are red."

After all, laughed out loud.

He bent his eyebrows, the redness of his eyes seemed even worse.

Fu Mingyuan felt that his fingertips were hot and his throat was dry.

......

The two looked at each other quietly 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 himself.

When Shen Qi left the stadium, it was already past three in the afternoon.

There seemed to be a lot of fans squatting outside. When he came out, someone tried to stop him, and found that he was not accompanied by an assistant or an agent, and they all gave up.

It must not be a star.

He took a taxi back to the hotel.

After returning, he took a bath.

It was too exhausted, and the mood on this day seemed to be up and down.

Lying on the bed, he flipped through the chat records with Fu Mingyuan, and he felt that he was a bit stupid before.

The lights in the hotel were too bright, and his eyes were a little bit painful, so he simply buried himself in the bed and didn't want to go out to turn off the light.

He went to Fu Mingyuan's Weibo Super Chat and strolled around and gave the front row a thumbs up.

Went around his fan group again, and the news in the group was still refreshing.

Brother Fu’s little fan: I just saw a handsome little brother at the door, although his face is covered, it looks good to look at his eyes!

Brother Fu's light stick: Take pictures, sister! ! ! !

Brother Fu’s little girl: There are too many people and I don’t think I’m a star, so I didn’t go up.

Brother Fu's old godmother: Oh, I really want to go in and see Brother Fu live!

......

Shen Qi typed in the input box for a while and deleted it.

No, sisters, sooner or later you will regret it.

Today, you missed the opportunity to take pictures of your future boyfriend of Brother Fu.

Seeing their chats eased for a while, Shen Qi opened WeChat and clicked on a small group of five people.

Since the event of the anchor Xianxian, Xiao Xiangcai has also been pulled into the group.

At the moment, Brother Gou and Xiao Xiangcai are still live broadcast, and no one chats.

Shen Qi considered it.

Your brother Qi: Brother asks you a question

Lu Tun:? ? ? ?

Lu Tun: Brother! Are you finished, brother! Is my autographed photo coming, brother!

Your brother Qi:? In your eyes, I can't compare your idol to a picture?

Lu Tun: No brother, you are the most important!

Brother Qi: That's fine. Ask you a question. You find that someone you like has lied to you for a while, what do you do?

Lu Tun: cry. jpg I'm still a child

Little coriander: It depends on how much you cheated.

Your brother Qi: I don't know it

Little coriander: Just hit it~

Lu Tun: afraid.jpg

Shen Qi pondered.

It may not work well.

He put down the phone, got into the bed, closed his eyes, and thought for a while.

The scene of Fu Mingyuan entering the door flashed in his mind.

It was probably the first time I saw such a good-looking man who can wear formal clothes. I can't forget it.

On his side, he lay down comfortably, and even went to sleep, but the group had already swiped hundreds of messages because of his words.

Ye Lai: What do you mean?

Lu Tun: Uh, maybe someone you like, Xiao Ye Zi, or you can ask

Ye Lai: No, I'm scared, I'm busy

Dog brother:? ? ? Have you met with the boss?

Little coriander: It's possible!

Lu Tun:? ? ? But he went to an event!

......

On the other side of the program recording scene, after Chen Songlu's group performance, Fu Mingyuan, who has always talked very little, gave a rare long comment.

Fu Mingyuan, as a new movie actor, is very well-recognized for his acting skills.

And the other three mentors, except Yang Su, the other two have also won the movie queen.

Fu Mingyuan is the least talkative of the four.

"The acting was too hard and very nervous."

"Did you watch this script for the first time or perform it? Didn't you prepare before going on stage? Why are you nervous?"

"I'm sorry, I can only give 5 points for a single player."

"If you want to act well, just focus on acting."

Fu Mingyuan spoke a long list seriously, but his expression still looked the same as facing other people, just commenting mercilessly.

In the eyes of others, it is also normal.

Because Fu Mingyuan always doesn't like people with bad styles.

Chen Songlu has tried his best to make himself look not uncomfortable.

He already knew it was wrong!

If he knew that it was Shen Bozong's son, he would definitely not be surprised!

And Fu Mingyuan's next Yang Su acted as a good old man and praised the performance of this group.

The show was recorded until more than eight o'clock in the evening.

This is only two sets of performances, a total of ten sets, and it takes a week to record.

After the recording was over, someone suggested to have a supper.

However, 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 on the fruit station was also true last time, hey, our station choreographer was pretty good, right."

He was talking about the last time Fu Mingyuan participated in an interview, and the editor and director left someone alone. Before long, he was replaced.

Fu Mingyuan gave a hmm and glanced at the clock on the wall.

"Why don't you have a drink together? You didn't drink last time."

Du Jing came out to sloppy: "You don't know, our Mingyuan is allergic to alcohol, otherwise I can definitely drink with you."

The chief director laughed, he didn't dare to force Fu Mingyuan to drink with him.

Du Jing said again: "Today we will leave first, next time I will drink with you."

Fu Mingyuan had a rare expression of impatience, but it was too shallow for others to see.

Because the mobile phone must be turned off during the recording of the program, he did not have time to send a message to Shen Qi to tell him not to wait for himself.

According to Shen Qi's temperament, he should send himself many messages to relieve his boredom, but the moment the phone was turned on, there was no WeChat message.

Fu Mingyuan walked toward the lounge while facing Du Jing who was yawning next to him and said, "Is my phone broken?"

Du Jing was sober in an instant: "How is it possible, isn't it still good in the afternoon?"

"If this is really bad, it will be troublesome."

He took the other party's cell phone, made a call with his cell phone, and he was able to answer it normally.

"It's not bad... okay." Du Jing was a little baffling.

Fu Mingyuan gave a hmm and didn't answer, but the steps he took were obviously bigger.

Du Jing chased after him, sighing whether he needs exercise.

When he arrived at the lounge, Fu Mingyuan was the first to come back.

The lights in the lounge were not turned on.

There was no one inside.

......

When Shen Qi woke up, the sky was completely dark.

He was sweating.

There are several missed calls from Wu Yan on the phone.

Ah, he seems to have forgotten to say hello to the assistant.

Shen Qi grabbed the messy hair, because his cheeks were still a little red after waking up.

After sending a message to Wu Yan and apologizing, he saw another missed call.

Unfamiliar number.

Shen Qi hooked his lips, got out of the bed, and lay halfway against the head of the bed.

He cut to WeChat.

fmy: Going back?

fmy: sorry, it was a bit late

fmy: Are you angry?

The time is more than an hour ago.

Seeing the news, Shen Qi put his hand back on his forehead, and the smile at the corner of his mouth widened.

Your brother Qi: Well, I'm angry, brother~ You have to hug and hug you to calm down~

Fu Mingyuan displayed "inputting" almost in seconds.

It lasted for a few minutes before a message came out, only three words.

fmy: too fast

Shen Qi reacted and laughed.

As soon as he wanted to type a reply, the other side made a voice call, and Shen Qi sat up and stroked his hair, and even wanted to look in the mirror.

After drinking the water on the head of the bed, Shen Qi pressed the answer.

When it was switched on, Fu Mingyuan's breathing sound was a little heavier, and a slight rubbing sound of plastic bags came out.

Fu Mingyuan spoke first, his voice a little hoarse: "Are you angry?"

He seemed to be walking, with a slight wheeze.

The usual voice is good enough, now it is even more muffled, with a bit of inexplicable sexiness, especially when it is transmitted through the mobile phone, Shen Qikai's voice is still louder, and the voice is more amplified.

Obviously, I didn't hit the eardrum so directly when I was facing each other.

Shen Qi covered his ears and fumbled for a while on the head of the bed, only to remember that this was not at home, and the headphones were still in his bag.

He went down barefoot and went to look for headphones in his bag.

"are you angry?"

"Why don't you speak?"

There seemed to be the sound of clothing rubbing, and the breath became calmer.

"Du Jing, is my phone broken?"

There was another rubbing sound.

Then there was the voice of the desperate man.

"Ahhhhh, big brother, **** shit! Doesn't this still show that the call is in progress?"

"Don't talk to me. I'm going back to my room to rest now. Go ahead and do what you like. Don't bother me."

"Be careful not to be photographed. I don't want to get up tomorrow and see shock! Fu Mingyuan meets with strange things like mysterious men in the middle of the night!"

Then came the sound of running footsteps.

further and further.

Fu Mingyuan was silent for a while, his back stretched straight, leaning against the wall, his eyes a little gloomy.

Until Shen Qi found the headset, there was a rustling sound in the headset and a slight electric current.

He heard the youth's clear breathing and the sound of clothing rubbing against the quilt, which was transmitted more clearly than before.

The originally tight thread suddenly slackened.

The finger slid across the back of the phone unconsciously.

The phone case was useless because it was out to record the show.

But Shen Qi used it today.

Some dim lights in the corridor shone on his face, his expression was a bit tired, but his posture was still upright.

"I'm back?" It was a little cold in the corridor, and I was wearing thin clothes when recording the show, and I didn't add any clothes in a hurry to come out.

Fu Mingyuan's voice became dumb again.

Shen Qi kicked the quilt, let the quilt stick to his leg docilely, sighed comfortably, and buried his head in the quilt.

"Not back."

His voice is muffled.

Work hard and smile.

Fu Mingyuan's voice suddenly became serious: "Where did you go in the middle of the night?"

"It's so cold at night outside."

"No, brother, are you..." He licked his lips and swallowed what he had said.

"Ah... how can I tell you."

"I'm still angry."

"You can't get up without your brother."

Fu Mingyuan raised his head, pursing his lips, and a word "Chuan" appeared between his brows.

"too fast."

The same answer as before.

"We should start by holding hands."

The words came out of his mouth, but they were serious.

There is no trace of joking at all.

Shen Qi sighed.

"Brother, that's an emoji, don't you know?"

"That's right, this bear fell down. You have to hug and hug to get up."

Seriously Fu Mingyuan:...

"Well, I got it."

"Are you in the room?"

"I'm not here, I'm angry, and I'm sober after going out to blow the air." He rolled over.

Fu Mingyuan laughed lowly, he had already reacted at this moment, and Shen Qi was deliberate.

The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

"Which room do you live?"

"No, your little cutie is temporarily offline."

Shen Qi kicked the quilt, turned over, and rushed to the mirror to look at the collar he pulled out of nowhere, and his hair messed up because of his poor sleeping posture.

"Yeah." Fu Mingyuan responded and sneezed suddenly.

Shen Qi looking in the mirror: "Have a cold?"

"Are you not in the room?"

"Well, not here."

"The barbecue I bought for you is cold, can I still eat it?"