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Qiu Xingfeng's assistant took Lu Xiumu to the hotel. Compared with the hardships of the "Wedding Banquet" crew, the star-rated room seemed more comfortable.

The little assistant swiped the room card and said, "Ms. Lu hasn't eaten yet, can I order a meal for you?"

Without waiting for Lu Xiumu's response, he opened the table and asked the other party if he had any restrictions.

Lu Xiumu thanked him, and casually threw his coat on the sofa.

The little assistant happened to see this movement when he raised his eyes, and the words stuck in his throat instantly.

There is a "boss" who is obsessed with cleanliness, and he also suffers from obsessive-compulsive disorder unconsciously. At this time, he can't wait to snatch Lu Xiumu's coat and make it fit into the closet seamlessly.

The little assistant fixed her gaze on the coat, bit her lip and warned herself to restrain herself.

But he didn't expect that Lu Xiumu, who had already collapsed on the sofa, stood up again, and opened the wardrobe door with his clothes.

"Uh..." The little assistant thought over and over again, and then said, "Brother Xingfeng probably won't mind."

"I know." Lu Xiumu said casually, but the movements of his hands were not sloppy at all, "I just... respect his 'special hobby'."

The little assistant immediately realized that his "reminder" was superfluous, and the two masters were willing to "show off", so he followed and mixed something up.

Thinking of this relationship, the little assistant felt oily on the soles of his feet.

After the room was quiet again, Lu Xiumu had the time to look at Qiu Xingfeng's "residence" during this period of time. The living habits of the other party were much better than his. He could only find out the place where his lover lived here through a few familiar clothes. clues.

Even so, Lu Xiumu is still satisfied, and even has a sense of time and space intertwined. He seems to be able to see the picture of Qiu Xingfeng dragging his tired body and falling headlong into the quilt.

Lu Xiumu bent his lips, followed Qiu Xingfeng's example, and fell on the bed.

There was still a trace of natural fragrance on the pillow, and Lu Xiumu unconsciously rubbed the cotton pillowcase with his cheek.

The familiar pheromone soothed his tired nerves. In order to meet Qiu Xingfeng, he hadn't closed his eyes for almost thirty hours.He yawned and rubbed the space between his brows vigorously.

Obviously his body has reached its limit, but he still doesn't want to close his eyes, subconsciously he doesn't want to miss every minute and every second with Qiu Xingfeng.

In fact, he could set the alarm clock, or remind Qiu Xingfeng to wake him up, but he paranoidly chose a "self-abuse" method, he just wanted to say "I'm back" to Qiu Xingfeng as soon as possible.

Such a ridiculous and naive idea, Lu Xiumu couldn't even tell what kind of mentality this attachment came from.

While scolding himself for being sick in his heart, he kept scrolling through Weibo. When he was disturbed by his sleepy nerves again, he straightened up abruptly, rushed to the bathroom to wash his face, and gave I found a "chat with" to pass the time.

When Gao Xin received the call, he was confirming with Xu Yan about the concert guests.

Lu Xiumu said to him mysteriously, "Something happened."

Gao Xin's blood pressure soared, he immediately put down the document in his hand, and asked nervously, "Have you been photographed?"

"No..." Lu Xiumu dragged his voice, word by word, "I'm sleepy."

Gao Xin: "..."

Gao Xin: "???"

The manager was confused and thought it was some new tricky game, he hesitated for a moment before saying: "Then you go to sleep for a while?"

"No." Lu Xiumu answered seriously, "I can't sleep."

Gao Xin was half helpless and half funny: "I don't think you're sleepy, you've drunk too much?"

In essence, there is no difference between the two, both of which bring reversible temporary troubles to the brain through external forces.Although Lu Xiumu's state is a bit abnormal at this time, Gao Xin is not in the mood to "coax the children", and perfunctoryly said: "If you have nothing to do, just post a selfie for business. If you haven't posted on Weibo for several months, your fans think you are being bullied by me. Illegally imprisoned."

Lu Xiumu: "..."

This phone call not only failed to solve the "big matter" at hand, but also increased his workload, Lu Xiumu felt that it was a big loss.But after much deliberation and nothing else to do, he still took a selfie as Gao Xin requested.

People in their industry always take "privacy" very seriously. Lu Xiumu didn't want to trigger a "photo scandal". After carefully confirming that the background of the photo was fine, he posted on Weibo.

This task consumed what little energy Lu Xiumu had left. He stared blankly and silently recited the fanciful rainbow farts, before finally meeting Duke Zhou.

This sleep was very solid, and the natural fragrance around him made him also see Qiu Xingfeng in his dream.

Lu Xiumu knew that those nonsense words were a "trap" set by Qiu Xingfeng, but he was still willing to cooperate with showing a helpless expression, and then gave the answer the other party wanted to hear with half push and half push.

This caused him to be a little confused when he opened his eyes, dreaming and reality.Qiu Xingfeng sat right in front of him, propped his chin with his palm, and looked at him gently.

"Are you awake?" Qiu Xingfeng took his hand, kissed his fingertips lightly, then leaned over again, and put his lips on Lu Xiumu's ear, "Are you hungry?"

The trance and the sudden kiss made Lu Xiumu's mind dazed, and he ducked back a little.

Qiu Xingfeng's eyes changed after this little move. He picked up Lu Xiumu's waist, and pressed the person against his body forcefully: "What are you running for?"

The scene in the dream gradually merged with the reality. Lu Xiumu looked at him for a few seconds and patted his arm: "Don't run, let go first."

Qiu Xingfeng's other hand was submerged in his hair, and his fingertips hooked the limp hair: "Wait a minute."

Before Lu Xiumu had time to ask "what are you waiting for", his voice disappeared into the exchange of lips and teeth.

He was forced to raise his head, his neck drew a beautiful arc, and the weight of his body fell in Qiu Xingfeng's arms.This is not a comfortable posture, Lu Xiumu still bears it obediently.

Lu Xiumu didn't push Qiu Xingfeng until he felt the warmth of his palm on his waist.

Qiu Xingfeng let go of him: "This time you are completely awake."

His voice was slightly lower, and his breathing was obviously a little short, but what he said was still his usual prudence: "Is my way of waking up very effective?"

Lu Xiumu was amused, grabbed his phone to check the time, only to find that the phone was out of battery.He asked, "What time is it?"

"It's almost two o'clock."

Lu Xiumu was stunned: "...afternoon?"

"Of course it's early morning." Qiu Xingfeng nodded his forehead.

Because of this answer, Lu Xiumu's desire to laugh disappeared completely.He and Qiu Xingfeng didn't spend much time together, so he fell asleep.

Qiu Xingfeng could see his disappointment, and felt weak, coaxing: "In two weeks, I'll be done."

Because his tone was too gentle, Lu Xiumu didn't quite get used to it: "Are you... coaxing a child?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Qiu Xingfeng turned his eyes around his face, and said, "But I don't mind raising you as a child."

"Sorry, I don't mind being inferior to you." Lu Xiumu gave him a sideways look, and got off the bed.

He noticed that there was a plate of strawberries on the dining table, which should have been specially bought by Qiu Xingfeng, and the little awkwardness in his heart disappeared.

It's okay to be spoiled by a boyfriend occasionally as a child.

Lu Xiumu took one and put it in his mouth, and charged the phone again. While waiting for the phone to turn on, Qiu Xingfeng suddenly said, "Mr. Lu, there is something small I need to tell you."

Lu Xiumu answered absently: "What is it?"

"A fan found out that you came to visit the class." Qiu Xingfeng said, "It was analyzed from your selfie in the afternoon."

With a "bang", Lu Xiumu's phone that had just restarted fell on the table.

He had too many things to say at the moment, such as "Impossible, I have checked the photos", and he wanted to ask "Is Gao Xin blown up", but Qiu Xingfeng's indifferent attitude melted into a sentence. Unbelievable surprise: "Is this a 'little' thing?"

"As long as you don't want to break up with me, it's not a big deal." Qiu Xingfeng said.

"...You are breaking up with a loan." Lu Xiumu's lips moved, and he couldn't help asking: "And why must I be the one who is a scumbag?"

"Because you won't wait until the day when I say 'I don't want you'." Qiu Xingfeng walked up to him, held his face with one hand, and bit his lips gently, "Don't worry, I'm A dedicated person."

Lu Xiumu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Coincidentally, me too."

Qiu Xingfeng rolled his Adam's apple lightly, and moved his fingers to his gland dishonestly: "I reasonably suspect that you are seducing me."

"Since I've been with you, I feel like I've become a 'responsible man'." Lu Xiumu took his hand and bit his fingertips like revenge, "Baby, if you want to kiss me, just say, No excuses."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was pressed hard on the back of the chair. Lu Xiumu looked at the Alpha in front of him provocatively, and said in a harsh tone, "But I can't do it now. I want to see how 'Sherlock Holmes' solved the case first."

Qiu Xingfeng: "..."

He felt that he couldn't "press" Teacher Lu more and more. Could it be that after falling in love with him, he inspired the other party's "rebellious factor"?

It was rare for Lu Xiumu to gain the upper hand. He clicked on Weibo to take a selfie in a happy mood. At first, the comments were quite normal.

The turning point happened after a CP fan left a message. Lu Xiumu had an impression of her ID, not only because this fan was always active in the front line of the topic of spring breeze, but also because she was one of the few people who did not lose her fan after the "disintegration".

She pointed out that the watch on the far right side of the photo, which only showed a small part of it, belonged to Qiu Xingfeng, and zoomed in on the photo. She also found out the road photos of Qiu Xingfeng attending the event before, and said with certainty that the watch in the two photos was The same one, because there is a scratch of less than three centimeters on the strap, and finally a set of overlapping pictures perfectly proves his argument.

If the owner of the photo was not himself, Lu Xiumu couldn't help but applaud her.

It's a pity not to be a detective with this observation ability.

Lu Xiumu quit Weibo with the highest respect, and was about to send a message to Gao Xin, but unexpectedly, Chu Mengting sent her greetings a few hours ago.

[Sugar Eating Frontline No. 1]: Mu Mu, don’t blame me for being meddlesome, just to remind you and your brother, if you don’t want to make it public, try to avoid places for selfies at home or hotels.

[Sugar Eating Frontline No.1]: You can never imagine what kind of potential we can arouse in order to eat sugar.

Lu Xiumu: "..."