I’m Completely Clueless About Sockpuppet Accounts Being Unmasked

Shen Qi does not look like a fan.

He was standing in the crowd, his head hung slightly, his face was not clearly visible, and he was all blocked by his hat.

But the little girl can see his slender waist and long legs.

When Shen Qi heard the little girl asking herself, she pressed the brim of her hat and looked down at her.

Although he was small, he was holding a huge sign in his hand, and it seemed a little strenuous, so he turned his head and talked with Shen Qi a little bit.

Shen Qi picked up the brim of his hat.

There was no answer.

That glance happened to meet the little girl.

The little girl froze for a while before realizing that she blushed.

Before he could react, the crowd became more and more restless.

"It's not easy for these fans. They rushed over after the Chinese New Year." Du Jing followed Fu Mingyuan, dragging his luggage.

Fu Mingyuan raised his eyes and looked at the side. He nodded slightly and stopped at the same time.

The bodyguard next to him followed behind, blocking the fans.

But the fans screamed and screamed, but didn't squeeze in, they were just excited outside the bar.

Fu Mingyuan is wearing a pure black coat today, the length of which reaches the crook of his legs, making him look more slender.

He took out the pen from the pocket of his coat, took the notebook handed by the fan next to him, and began to concentrate on signing for them.

Although the expression is the same as every time I signed, I will try my best to meet the needs of fans who want to sign, but the handwriting is slightly scribbled.

At least, Brother Fu, who used to sign every stroke orderly, began to write ligatures.

"Brother Fu! Brother Fu! Happy New Year, Brother Fu!" I didn't know who took the lead and said.

Then came a very neat New Year wish.

Fu Mingyuan's signature motion paused, straightened up, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a smile, his voice was low, and the volume was louder than usual, and he exhorted: "Be careful when you go home."

"happy New Year."

"Well, how can Brother Fu be so good!"

"I love him so much!!! Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, brother Fu is looking for a girlfriend in the new year!"

"Husband I love you!"

"Brother Fu, we love you!"

Another burst of shouts erupted from the crowd.

The stranger who passed by in a hurry couldn't help but glance back a few times.

Fan pick-up is a common occurrence, and it often causes congestion, so many people who don't follow stars don't accept this behavior.

At this moment, I saw the fans neatly divided into two rows. Apart from the louder voice, there was no other extreme behavior.

After the fans shouted, they realized that there seemed to be something wrong in the sound just now.

Fuck, who called her husband?

Come out and draw a knife!

That's Brother Fu! How can I call my husband!

Then think about it carefully, it seems to be a man!

The little girl standing beside Shen Qi clearly heard the call from the one beside her.

The sign in his hand almost missed it.

Shen Qi didn't have any pressure in his heart. He tilted his head up and the others were tall. Even if someone in front of him was blocking him, he could still see Fu Mingyuan in the middle aisle.

The other party seemed to have heard his own voice, and the signing stopped, turned around, and glanced in his direction.

There is no change in his expression.

He just took a look, then turned back, and continued to sign.

Shen Qi chuckled lightly.

Then he spoke slowly to the girl next to him: "What are you calling Brother Fu?"

"Call your husband, Brother Fu will look at me."

The little girl blushed: "You...you...you won't pay attention to your husband Fu...pay attention to you."

"My husband just looked at me, haven't you seen me?"

Shen Qi laughed again, his eyes bend.

The little girl's face turned redder, and she didn't know if she was dazzled by Shen Qi's eyebrows, or she was ashamed by his shameless words.

Brother Fu actually took a look at them just now.

Although there is no shock on his face, he must be surprised at the bottom of my heart.

Brother Fu, a straight steel man, would definitely find it strange to be called a husband by a boy!

That means Brother Fu has a good temper.

Although it is normal for Brother Fu to have male fans.

But most of them are embarrassed to shout to her husband in private, wherever he is like the person next to him, he shouts in public.

Not only the little girl, many people are looking at Shen Qi's side.

"You just asked me why I didn't yell... Didn't I yell? Why am I unhappy again?"

Shen Qi bent down slightly to make it easier to talk to the little girl.

He was wearing a mask, his voice sounded a little dull, the pitch of his speech was a little lower, and he had an undisguised smile, which sounded like a little doting.

The little girl's face turned red.

When Fu Mingyuan signed a few names and looked up again, he saw that Shen Qi turned his head and didn't know what to say to the girl next to him. The girl's face turned red.

He squinted his eyes.

Withdrawing his gaze, his expression was slightly colder than before.

"Let's go."

Du Jing nodded and scratched the back of his head, a little confused whether he had just heard hallucinations, otherwise, it seemed that he heard Shen Qi's voice.

"Ahhhh, Happy New Year, Brother Fu!! Goodbye Brother Fu!!!"

"Oh, see you next year, Brother Fu! We're about to be one year old again, quickly marry a wife!"

Fu Mingyuan paused.

He distinguished the position of the fan who had just shouted that sentence, and nodded in that direction.

The fans who received the response were even more excited.

But he didn't chase Fu Mingyuan, but jumped up with the sign on the spot, and then carefully handed the sign to others, and happily circled around his friend.

When he passed by Shen Qi, Fu Mingyuan's footsteps stopped for a moment.

The teenager squeezed in the crowd.

At this moment, I am willing to look at myself. Although I can't see Shen Qi's face at this moment, Fu Mingyuan can imagine it.

The young man must be full of smiles now.

Shen Qi's sight followed Fu Mingyuan.

His back is straight, his shoulders are wide and his legs are long.

I can't move my eyes at all.

Until the back disappeared completely.

Shen Qi retracted his gaze, bent down again, and rubbed the head of the little girl next to him: "Hurry home."

The little girl hid back.

Oh shyly.

"Kids don't leave the house alone, it's not safe."

"Oh... I came with my sister, you are not allowed to scream! What a shame!"

Hearing this, Shen Qi laughed again and blinked at her: "Tell you a secret."

The little girl tilted her head.

"I'm going to see my husband now." After that, he reached out and rubbed the little girl's head again, and walked in the opposite direction of the fans' orderly departure.

The little girl was furious.

Let him not yell, but yell!

Also touch her head!

Ji Yin sneaked over from the front row with a mask and hat, and rubbed his sister's head: "What's the matter, so angry?"

"There was a shameless brother just now! I kept calling Brother Fu husband! He was so shameless and he touched my head!"

Ji Yin was stunned, his mouth hidden under the mask showed a slightly wretched smile.

Ah, she said, she should have heard nothing wrong just now!

Fuck, pick up!

Knock sugar on the spot!

Ji Yin pressed his sister to his chest and rubbed her hair desperately.

Little girl:...

...

Fu Mingyuan's car went around to a hidden place outside the airport.

Fortunately, there is no media jam in front of the car at this moment.

After the driver drove the car, he was sent to take a taxi back.

Du Jing drives the car now.

When Shen Qi came over, the heater in the car was already running sufficiently.

Fu Mingyuan took off his coat and was talking on the phone with Fu Mingli.

Tell him that he will be back later today, or he may not be back.

Fu Mingli said twice.

Pushed the homework in front of him aside.

"My parents will be home tomorrow noon."

"Will you and I go to the old house together tomorrow morning or wait for your parents to pick you up?"

Fu Mingyuan handed out his free hand and let Shen Qi pull his hand in the car.

Fu Mingli did not hesitate: "With you, will the male **** also come over tomorrow morning?"

Fu Mingyuan frowned.

For a short distance, Shen Qi's hands were already cold.

He glanced at the clothes Shen Qi was wearing again, and his brows became tighter.

In such a cold day, I only wore a sweater and a cotton jacket.

He took Shen Qi's hand and put it under his sweater.

Shen Qi raised his eyebrows and smiled.

The fingers curled up.

The touch under his hands is a bit hard.

Fu Mingyuan's breathing rhythm changed.

The free hand was pressed on Shen Qi's hands that were trying to make a mess.

"Brother? Are you still there, brother!" Fu Mingli has been unable to get his brother's answer, a little anxious.

Fu Mingyuan narrowed his eyes and let out a grunt, his hands still grasping the wrists of Shen Qi's two hands.

"will come."

Fu Mingli jumped up obviously: "Brother! What time tomorrow morning! I'll set an alarm clock!"

"No, I don't think I can sleep tonight, brother!"

Fu Mingli's excitement had not yet had time to end.

"I will call you." Fu Mingyuan interrupted him directly.

After saying this, he hung up.

Fu Mingli listened to the "toot toot" with a blank face.

Seeing him put the phone, Shen Qi broke free of Fu Mingyuan's shackles with his hands that had been placed in front of him, and wrapped them around the skin on both sides.

The hands are not cold anymore.

There was even some fever.

Shen Qi was in this position, his head against Fu Mingyuan's shoulder.

Slowly said: "Go home tomorrow?"

Fu Mingyuan grabbed his messy hand on his waist with one hand, and covered the back of his head with the other: "Yeah."

"Do I really want to go back with you brother?"

He has taken off his hat, his mask has not been taken off, and he is still a little dull when he speaks, and he seems to have some nasal sounds.

Fu Mingyuan paused following the movement of the back of his head.

"Ok."

Shen Qi sighed, a little irritable.

"Do I have to prepare something?" He suddenly removed his head from Fu Mingyuan's shoulder, and even retracted his hand.

"I bought a gift."

I don't know if it suits their liking, but it was carefully selected by a few people from QAQ.

Although Shen Qi usually doesn't care about anything, he is not sloppy when it comes to meeting his boyfriend's parents.

After Fu Mingyuan said that that day, everyone gathered for a meeting.

Except for Lu Ziye, the others are all kiddies, so naturally they don't know one question and three questions, and none of the suggestions can be used.

In the end, it was the only coach Lu Ziye who had experience with parents.

Jiang Chuyao likes jewelry.

Fu Zhen likes famous wines.

Fu Mingyuan lowered his head, moved the back of his head in front of him, and touched the tip of his nose through the mask.

"No need to."

"You are the best you want."

Shen Qi rubbed the tip of his nose, although he was behind the mask, but it still felt a little itchy.

Put the left leg on the chair and curl it up, leaning on the knee and moving forward until it leaned against the opponent.

"I also think I am the best, but my parents are not necessarily." Shen Qi said very seriously.

There was no joking in his eyes.

Fu Mingyuan was taken aback by his name, and the hand holding his head tightened.

The other hand moved to his back, supported the person, and made him sit forward again.

Sit directly on his lap.

"Yeah." Fu Mingyuan replied.

The two looked at each other in silence for a while before he reached out to help Shen Qi take the mask.

The fingertips slowly rubbed the corners of Shen Qi's lips.

It seems to be thinking of something.

Shen Qi was forced to look up at him.

Obviously there is not much difference in height.

This posture has a sense of oppression inexplicably.

Fu Mingyuan affixed it and kissed the place where he had just rubbed his fingertips.

Shen Qi opened his mouth obediently.

The other party just retreated.

"Why didn't you shout?" Fu Mingyuan's fingertips still rubbed Shen Qi's slightly hot cheeks.

Du Jing glanced at the co-pilot next to him, and found sadly that there was no such thing as a headset.

Damn, why, the baffle can't block the sound!

Shen Qi raised his eyebrows, moved his legs, and his left leg crossed to the ground, and the two sat facing each other.

The soldiers met each other.

He leaned to Fu Mingyuan's ear, tilted it aside, and rubbed Fu Mingyuan's palm twice, spraying his hot and humid breath on Fu Mingyuan's ears and hands.

"What do you call, brother? Chuan or what? What do you want to hear, brother? I know..."

Fu Mingyuan was taken aback first.

Then he frowned.

Calm voice education: "What nonsense."

"I mean, why don't you call your husband."

Shen Qing? He laughed out loud.

"Brother wants to hear this?"

His tone is a little bit sloppy.

His lips pressed against Fu Mingyuan's somewhat hot earlobe.

Fu Mingyuan was silent for a moment.

After a few seconds, he said yes.

Shen Qi smiled more happily.

He nudged forward again.

The long soldiers want to fight directly now.

I haven't played for a long time, and I can't wait to get ready to go.

But the sheath is still there.

There was no spark to hand over the sheath.

It only flicked a few times.

And now the location is not very good.

The place is too small to use his skills. Du Jing is still driving in front of him.

The speed is a bit faster.

Du Jing probably couldn't wait to send these two annoying guys back.

There was another traffic jam on the road, and it stopped shortly after.

Shen Qi's breathing was a little unstable.

He asked again: "Does brother want to hear?"

Fu Mingyuan put his hand on his back, and said again.

Shen Qi hummed a laugh and moved back: "No, you have to shout at a certain time to make sense."

Fu Mingyuan lowered his eyes.

The Adam's apple rolls.

...

When I returned to the base, it was already evening.

The traffic jam is too bad.

The gate of the base is posted with the word "Fu".

Ye Lai and Xu Leng are stepping on chairs to hang lanterns outside.

Both Lu Tun and Lu Ziye went home for the New Year.

Only two left-behind children are still guarding.

The opposite M1G also posted Spring Festival couplets.

Still brightly lit as usual.

Du Jing waved at Fu Mingyuan and Shen Qi.

"Happy New Year, I'm going home first, and the Fu's driver will send the car over later."

He also has to hurry home for the New Year.

It's rare that this year's work ended before the Chinese New Year.

Go home for a blind date, maybe tomorrow you won’t have to eat dog food alone.

Shen Qi put one hand in his pocket and waved at him.

"Captain, Fu Yingdi!" Xu Leng stood on the chair and waved the lantern at the two of them.

Ye Lai is relatively short.

The lanterns of the two of them were less than one height.

Shen Qi simply took over the lantern in Ye Lai's hand.

Because tomorrow Shen Qi is going to Fu Mingyuan's house to celebrate the New Year, he cannot accompany the two children at the base.

Ye Lai and Fu Mingyuan cooked dinner together.

As soon as Shen Qi entered the kitchen, he was sticking to Fu Mingyuan at first.

Fu Mingyuan didn't chase him either.

Ye Lai seriously suspected that if he was absent, the kitchen might no longer be a kitchen, but rather sitting on the floor.

Finally, Ye Lai couldn't bear it, and blasted Shen Qi out in front of Fu Mingyuan.

If the master has been in the kitchen, I don't know when this meal will be served.

"Happy New Year Captain! King Fu!"

Because I can't drink alcohol, I can only substitute cola for alcohol.

Xu Leng and Ye Lai toasted Coke one by one.

Fu Mingyuan's expression was not unnatural.

He doesn't drink Coke, he drinks it cold and boiled.

After the toast, one person gave a big red envelope.

Ye Lai and Xu Leng were a little surprised.

Shen Qi was still eating vegetables.

He is really hungry.

I went out early in the morning to pick up the plane.

Neither breakfast nor lunch was eaten.

"Huh? Take it for you."

"After all, it is our children."

What he said was not shameless.

"In the new year, we must grow up healthily, study hard, and make progress every day."

Xu Leng and Ye Lai:...

"Thank you Brother Fu!"

"Thank you, Master!"

The two uttered at the same time, and neither responded to Shen Qi.

Shen Qi snorted and clasped Fu Mingyuan's fingers on the table.

"Thank you, hurry up and eat."

Fu Mingyuan moved his gaze to his face and gave a sullen laugh.

The meal was eaten quickly.

Ye Lai and Xu Leng leaned together while eating and talking.

Fu Mingyuan adhered to the principle of not saying anything, and silently ate the dishes that Shen Qi had picked up.

The dishes are made to suit their tastes, and they are heavy.

Fu Mingyuan couldn't eat spicy food, so Shen Qi gave him water one by one, and it didn't taste much anymore, then put it in his bowl.

Ye Lai and Xu Leng didn't have any eyes to look at these two people.

After the meal, the driver of the Fu's family has not delivered the car.

It is estimated that there is another traffic jam on the road.

After washing the dishes, Shen Qi took the person back to the room.

Ye Lai and Xu Leng stayed in the living room, pulled Lu Tun, who had returned to their hometown, and started fighting against the landlord.

Voice prompts such as "I can't afford it", "Call the landlord" and "..." echoed in the hall.

The lantern at the door swayed slowly with the wind.

The light in the room on the second floor was turned on and turned off again.

The long soldier finally pulled off the sheath.

Since their host hadn't seen each other for too long, they first greeted each other politely.

Just to say hello, some spray came out of the long soldiers leaning together.

Saying hello is definitely not enough.

The owners took the long soldiers and compared each other again.

The shorter one was suppressed by the longer one and couldn't move.

People who are popular must kick people.

The long one touched the short one friendly.

The master's breath is not stable, but it is not angry.

Under the master's operation, the commander handed over a spark.

When holding the long soldiers in their hands, both sides retracted.

Suddenly pointed to the throat again.

The movement of the competition lasted for an hour before it stopped.

The lights on the second floor were turned on again.