Divorce, I'm a fake double [Entertainment]

"……eat."

Fu Jingmo took a bite of the chopsticks handed over by the boy.

"There are still a lot in the box. If you are hungry, eat more. If I eat any more, I will really be too fat to be photogenic."

Fu Jingmo gave a soft "hmm", but he didn't reach out to take the chopsticks to eat by himself.

Lu Wanghe didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he patiently picked up a piece of sushi to feed him, and suddenly said: "Don't sleep on that folding bed at night, you will get spondylosis if you sleep for a long time."

The facilities in the VIP ward are all available, and even the beds are much larger than ordinary single beds, which is more than enough for two people.

Lu Wanghe felt that the meaning of his words was obvious enough, but he obviously overestimated Fu Jingmo's IQ in love.

The young man sat beside him, and he said naturally, "Okay, then I'll ask Assistant Xu to buy a mattress, and I'll sleep on the floor."

Lu Wanghe: "...?"

I hate you like a log.

The boy gritted his teeth, and his knuckles were so hard that he almost split the sushi sandwiched between the chopsticks into two pieces. After holding back for a while, he didn't have the nerve to say directly to Fu Jingmo, "You can just sleep with me in the same bed."

I had to answer lightly: "Well, good."

Two minutes later, Assistant Xiao Xu received a call from Fu Jingmo and ran to IKEA in a daze to buy a new mattress.

"Boss Fu, isn't there a folding bed in the ward? Why do you want to make a bed on the floor..."

Fu Jingmo took over the mattress and made it himself: "He said that sleeping on a folding bed is easy to get spondylosis."

Lu Wanghe was angry and funny, and he could hear a little bit of complacency in Fu Jingmo's voice.

It's like the big golden retriever is showing off to others: Look, how much my master cares about me and treats me so well!

Stupid, not smart at all, not like an all-powerful president in the business world.

Lu Wanghe laughed and cursed in his heart, but a corner of his heart was so soft that it made him feel that self-esteem and shame were not very important at this moment.

So he cleared his throat, and said with a smile in front of Assistant Xiao Xu: "The weather is not very hot now, and you will catch a cold when you sleep on the floor at night... The hospital bed is big enough for two people to sleep, you sleep with me today." bed."

As soon as the young man finished speaking, Assistant Xu's face froze for a moment, as if he had eaten a dead fly, it was unbelievable.

What did Mr. Lu just say?

He said to let Boss Fu sleep in the same bed with him?

Doesn't he know that Boss Fu likes him?

He is no longer leading the wolf into the house, but leading the wolf to the kang!

Assistant Xiao Xu turned his head to look at Fu Jingmo's reaction in a trance. He was surprised to find that the expression on Mr. Fu's face was not surprised. violation.

Assistant Xiao Xu shuddered, and a terrifying guess crossed his mind.

Mr. Lu didn't shy away from it at all. Could it be... Boss Fu is actually the one below, right?

Fu Jingmo didn't give his assistant a look, neither said a word of agreement, nor put away the mattress laid on the floor, but just gave a light order.

"Xiao Xu, you go out first."

Assistant Xiao Xu walked out in shock.

"Hehe why..."

"What's the matter? You won't do anything to me. Besides, shouldn't you care about your boyfriend?"

Lu Wanghe was sitting on the bed with a script in his hands. The striped hospital gown was a bit loose. The evening wind that squeezed in through the window swayed his sleeves and the paper of the script gently, black as a crow's feather. Under the soft light, her black hair became darker and darker, almost the same color as her pupils.

Fu Jingmo's throat tightened, and every time his eyes fell on Lu Wanghe's face, he couldn't help but be reluctant to move away like a magnet.

"Yes... it's right to care about your boyfriend." Fu Jingmo exhaled slowly, "I'm afraid that if I sleep in the same bed with you at night, I will accidentally touch the wound on your face. Don't you need to support your knees? ?”

"I'll just lay it on the floor, the quilt is so thick, I won't catch cold."

When the lights were turned off, Lu Wanghe lay on his side, watching Fu Jingmo press the switch, the room became dark, and the long and narrow shadow of the young man moved from the door to the bed.

The mattress on the ground was not far from him. If he rolled down in the middle of the night, he would probably have rolled into Fu Jingmo's arms.

The tall young man leaned down slightly, tidied his messy black hair very carefully, and then tucked up the quilt, as if coaxing a three-year-old child, patted his shoulder lightly, and finally bowed his head in his arms A kiss was printed between the eyebrows.

"Good night, Hehe."

Lu Wanghe felt sleepy, and replied in a low voice, "...good night."

The young man watched Fu Jingmo get up, lifted the quilt on the mattress and lay down, his handsome and three-dimensional side face was only left with a stern outline in the darkness.

His blinking became slower and slower, and he fell asleep in an indescribable peace and tranquility.

Perhaps the last thought before going to bed was to roll out of bed, Lu Wanghe fell asleep, and actually had a dream of parkour on the bed.

The small bed of a few meters in the ward in the dream turned into a large bed of several kilometers in Mary Suwen. When he woke up in such an endless large bed, a voice from a distance told him that his male Friends are waiting for him at the bedside to have breakfast together.

"Boyfriend", "Breakfast".

Lu Wanghe's eyes lit up, and he ran towards the bed, but the bed was big and soft, he was sweating and panting from running, and he hadn't finished yet, but something wrapped him tightly like a spider web .

The boy frowned, and struggled to continue running unwillingly, kicking the ground like a hot wheel.

Fu Jingmo was awakened in the middle of the night by the violent noise on the bed beside him.

The sleepy phoenix eyes became so clear after a few breaths that there was no trace of drowsiness anymore. The young man quickly lifted the quilt and stood up, wanting to see if Lu Wanghe was not feeling well, so he tossed like this in the middle of the night.

But I only saw the boy curled up and kicking his legs, wrapped in the quilt like a huge silkworm chrysalis, as if he was doing some kind of struggle.

This sleeping look... Even if he wears a thick boyfriend filter, he really can't compliment it.

Fu Jingmo's thin lips curled up slightly, and just as he stretched out his hand to rescue Lu Wanghe from the tightly wrapped quilt, he suddenly heard the young man's low murmur.

"Fu Jingmo..."

The young man paused: "...Huh?"

In the dream, the teenager who was struggling to find a boyfriend and breakfast muttered dissatisfiedly: "Fu Jingmo... breakfast!"

Fu Jingmo turned his head and glanced at the dark sky outside the window.

The weather doesn't really match breakfast.

The young man pursed his lips helplessly and smiled silently, bent down and gently pulled the tightly wrapped quilt away little by little, then walked to the other side of the hospital bed, lay down next to Lu Wanghe, and dragged him into the bed. arms.

"Hehe, be honest... I'll buy you breakfast when I wake up."