I’m Completely Clueless About Sockpuppet Accounts Being Unmasked

When I returned to the hotel, three people were in the same group.

Lu Tun followed behind the male **** and idol, his expression tangled.

Why does the sweater on the idol become more familiar with the more you look at it?

Fu Mingyuan walked in the forefront. He wore a mask and a hat, and the collar of his coat stood up, with one hand in his pocket and the other carrying Shen Qi's changed clothes.

People passing by saw that the temperament of the three of them felt unusual, and rushed to ask for autographs.

In such places, most of the stars did not run away.

Before he got in front of Fu Mingyuan, Shen Qi stopped him.

He also wore a mask, a hat, and glasses with a gold frame. Several girls searched in their minds, and their eyes were not matched with any traffic niche.

Lu Tun carried Bao Mo Nian: 3, 2, 1.

Shen Qi took the lead in speaking: "Sisters, do you want to sign?"

"Where do you want your brother to sign, sisters?"

The tone was suspicious, although the voice was nice, the tone sounded like a hooligan.

It scared a few girls so hard.

Turning around without taking out the book and ran away.

Shen Qi sighed, what's going on.

Vaguely can still hear the conversation of those people in the air.

"The one at the front looks like Emperor Fu."

"But he didn't wear glasses. Just now I saw the little sisters in the group said that the actor wore glasses today and he was super handsome!"

"The one wearing glasses in the back also called my sister, which celebrity would dare to molest his fans in the street in an upright manner."

"Who wants to be a star, but I thought it was Yingdi Fu."

"..."

Lu Tun:...

Lu Tun picked up the phone.

Tuntun knows nothing.

Shen Qi stepped up, walked to the side of Fu Mingyuan, and lowered his head to talk to him.

"Does brother work this afternoon?"

Fu Mingyuan glanced over his eyebrows and moved the hand he put in his pocket, holding back not reaching out.

"Well, three o'clock."

Shen Qi glanced at the phone, not even a little bit.

"Walking with me like this, are you afraid of being photographed by others?"

Fu Mingyuan raised his eyes and glanced at the hotel just in front. He was actually ready to be recognized just now.

Shen Qi scared people away with two words.

He hooked his mouth, fleeting.

"It's okay." The fingers in his pocket touched the phone, and Fu Mingyuan lowered his eyes.

"What is said in the photo is also the truth."

Well, it was not made up indiscriminately.

Unlike those who photographed Shen Qi and his apprentices, Shen Qi and Lu Tun were all nonsense.

Shen Qi smiled and pulled the collar upwards.

Fu Mingyuan's clothes were really big on him.

Lu Tun, who followed behind his ass, was already playing on his mobile phone very concentratingly, but unfortunately he heard the term "brother".

He cried and sent a message to Ye Lai.

Idol, how can you be so scumbag? Everyone calls brother.

After returning to the hotel, Shen Qi helped Lu Tun book a room next door to him, and Lu Tun immediately left behind the remarks that "Idols are scumbags".

Before returning to the room, she was grateful to pull the idol so that he should not forget his unique signature.

Shen Qi leaned against the wall lazily, watching Fu Mingyuan return to his room first, but did not hear what Lu Tun was saying, so he only responded twice.

After leaving Lu Tunzhi, there were only two people left in Shen Qi's room.

Fu Mingyuan wanted to wash Shen Qi's wet clothes, but Shen Qi stopped him.

"There is a signature on the collar, I can't wash it, brother~" Shen Qi lowered his head and sniffed the smell of laundry detergent on Fu Mingyuan's clothes.

Very light lemon flavor.

Fu Mingyuan stopped in midair with his clothes, and after a long while, he went to the balcony and hung up his clothes.

He looked at his signature on the collar and pursed his lower lip.

Shen Qi half leaned on the sofa and didn't intend to change his clothes. He lowered his head and crackled and typed in reply to Lu Tun's message, his mouth raised unconsciously.

Lu Tun: What is the relationship between the idol and the male god?

Lu Tun: If I see my brother one day, I will be tight-lipped

Your brother Qi: Don't call me brother, is it your brother?

Your brother Qi: What else does it matter? Of course it is the relationship that can sleep him

"Can the pants be lifted up?" As soon as the message was sent, a shadow fell in front of him.

Shen Qi tapped twice on the phone screen and raised his eyes.

"What's the matter, brother, why do you want me to take off the pants?"

"It's so direct, brother~"

With that, he was about to stand up.

Fu Mingyuan stiffened for a moment, turned his head slightly, and put the medicine box in his hand on the coffee table.

"Don't take it off." His gaze stayed on the boy's hand on the belt around his waist.

Probably the temperature of the air conditioner in the house is too high and a bit hot.

Some regret that I didn't take off my coat when I entered the door.

Shen Qi said, "I was not injured, so why did I still take the medicine kit?"

"Tsk, so exciting?"

He tapped his fingertips on the belt twice, and he touched the nape of his neck again.

I can't remember where I was hurt.

Fu Mingyuan paused on one leg as he stepped out, then squatted down a few seconds later, raised his head with a slight command tone: "Sit down first."

"Oh..." Shen Qi looked at his red ears and sat down very obediently, still a little tempted to unbutton it.

However, less than three hours is not enough.

He looked down somewhat uncontrollably.

Shen Qi helped the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Before he could react, Luolu's ankle was covered with slightly cool fingers, Fu Mingyuan half-kneeled on the ground, holding his right leg with one hand, and carefully rolled up his trouser legs with the other.

"What's the matter, brother?" Shen Qi moved his waist uncomfortably, Fu Mingyuan's palm was close to his ankle, and the temperature was passed down.

The trousers are looser and can easily roll up to the knees.

Seeing a bit of green on his knees, Fu Mingyuan's eyes darkened, and his brows wrinkled unconsciously.

The youth's skin is white, and this bruise looks particularly eye-catching.

When exposed to the air, Shen Qi moved again.

Fu Mingyuan's finger gently wiped the bruise: "Does it hurt?"

There was a little mute in his voice.

Shen Qi slightly tilted his head in confusion: "It doesn't hurt."

"It's just a little itchy." He looked at each other with a smile in his eyes: "Especially when you touch it."

Fu Mingyuan's reflexive movement of taking the alcohol cotton swab stiffened again.

Shen Qi said to himself again: "When did you bump into it? Why don't I have any impression of it? Brother, did you see it?"

Fu Mingyuan gave a hum.

When he was in the restaurant, he hit the leg of the table when he got up.

"Disinfect first, and apply ice for you later." After that, the cold alcohol cotton sticks to the skin.

Shen Qi hissed.

The coolness of a moment is quite stimulating to the human brain.

All of a sudden, there was no sleepiness.

From this angle, he could only see the top of Fu Mingyuan's head and a little side face. The shirt collar was exposed at the back of his neck, and the line of the neck was buried in the collar.

With a little regret, he retracted his sight.

Fu Mingyuan's movements are too light.

Shen Qi's ankle was caught in his hand, and he simply lay down halfway again.

"Brother, where did you buy this dress..."

"When did you buy it."

Fu Mingyuan's disinfection stopped for a few seconds.

"last year."

Shen Qi said, "I have the same one too."

"Does it count as a couple costume? Otherwise, I will give you my one, brother..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered that the person he saw at the gate of the community that day...

At that time, I took a few more glances because of the good-looking eyes of the other person.

He suddenly sat upright, leaned down, and observed Fu Mingyuan's eyes.

Fu Mingyuan is an inner double, his eyes are deep, and his pupils are light brown, not obvious.

When looking at people, there is an illusion of being seen through.

Very similar.

As he approached, his breath spilled over Fu Mingyuan's head.

Fu Mingyuan lowered his head, his strength in holding the alcohol cotton was relieved, his hand stopped, and he stepped back.

He raised his head and glanced at Shen Qi, unconsciously pursing his lips, and swallowing.

He stood up quickly.

"I'll get an ice pack." After that, he took off his coat and put it on the coffee table, and said: "If it's cold, put my clothes on my legs."

Shen Qi looked at his straight back, squeezed the small blanket he was sitting under his buttocks with his fingers, covered his eyes with one hand, and laughed wildly.

My brother's ears were red just now, why are they so easy...

After that...will it be popular in other places?

I don’t know if I bite my ears or not.

When he returned, Fu Mingyuan held an ice bag wrapped in a towel.

There was a smell of alcohol in the air.

Fu Mingyuan sat on the side, Shen Qi's leg was put on his own, and he lowered his head to help him apply ice.

Despite being mentally prepared, Shen Qi still curled up unconsciously.

Such a small bruise actually disappeared within a few days.

With a smile, Shen Qi looked at the man who seriously made ice packs for himself, and suddenly emotions that he had never had before spread from the bottom of his heart.

Probably it has been sharp for too long, and it has not been so soft in a long time.

He simply propped his upper body with his hands reversed, leaned back, and looked at each other quietly.

When his arm was numb, he straightened up and moved forward slowly.

Fu Mingyuan raised his head, pursing his lips and glanced at him.

Shen Qi shook his arms, licked his dry lips, and curled his eyes with a smile.

"Brother, my arm is numb."

Fu Mingyuan stopped.

"Let's bear it for a while."

The next second, the warm touch stayed on his face.

It only took two or three seconds to leave.

Fu Mingyuan's hand holding the ice pack trembled, and his Adam's apple did not consciously roll up and down.

Shen Qi licked his lips again: "My arm is numb, so I have to kiss to get up."

Fu Mingyuan lowered his eyes and gave a long hum.

Shen Qi laughed out loud.

The ears are not red this time.

Probably stimulated.

Fu Mingyuan put the ice pack in the basin next to him, but did not put down Shen Qi's legs.

He slowly helped Shen Qi put the trouser legs down, his movements were very slow, not irritable or irritable.

Then he raised his eyes and stared at Shen Qi's lips.

Five seconds later, he leaned forward.

At first it was just a taste.

Later, there was entanglement of lips and tongue.

Shen Qi raised his head and closed his eyes, holding the other's collar with one hand and the other's wrist with the other.