Divorce, I'm a fake double [Entertainment]

What kind of crazy talk is this talking about.

Lu Wanghe was expressionless, and gently pushed Fu Jingmo, only to find that someone who was "dizzy" held him in his arms like iron tongs, and he couldn't break free at all.

The boy gritted his back molars lightly: "Dizzy?"

Where are you dizzy?I see you are very strong!

"Well, dizzy." Fu Jingmo hugged the person in his arms, like a big dog licking his master whom he hadn't seen for a long time, obediently nestled in his master's arms and refused to leave, "Hehe..."

The low and hoarse air tone spun around, and Lu Wanghe's ears were instantly ignited.

He sighed softly in his heart, and hugged Fu Jingmo back, like a kindergarten teacher coaxing a three-year-old child: "...Then what should I do, I will hold you and wait for Assistant Xu to bring dinner?"

"Yeah." A childish smile flashed across Fu Jingmo's long and narrow phoenix eyes, "You eat with me."

Five minutes later, Assistant Xiao Xu rushed to the door of Fu Jingmo's office with Zhao Yu, carrying two big bags of bento, and knocked on the door.

"Boss Fu, I brought you dinner!"

"Xiaolu! You brat, you came here without saying hello?! Do you know how worried I was when I came back and saw you weren't in the room—"

Zhao Yu's exasperated voice suddenly jammed as Fu Jingmo's face appeared in the crack of the door.

"...Boss Fu."

In the end, beating workers has to bend their waists for money.

Fu Jingmo stared at him, pushed the door completely open, turned sideways, revealing the guilty face of Lu Wanghe hiding behind him.

"Manager Zhao is right."

"Hehe, you should report to me and Manager Zhao any plans you have in the future, otherwise we will be worried."

The touch that had just arisen in Zhao Yu's heart disappeared immediately.

Oh, smelly couple.

Although Zhao Yu was cursing, it was impossible to treat Lu Wanghe badly. He bought a lot of snacks and pastries, which were steaming and fragrant.

All of a sudden a table was filled.

Lu Wanghe didn't eat dinner at all, and was motion sick again, so he vomited up all the food he ate all day. He didn't feel anything at first, but when he smelled the tangy aroma of the food, his stomach suddenly convulsed.

The young man pursed his smile, followed Fu Jingmo to the table and moved a chair to sit down. With Fu Jingmo around, Zhao Yu didn't dare to attack him, so he buried his head and started eating.

Assistant Xiao Xu quickly packed the packing box: "Mr. Fu, then I'll go out first. If you have something to do, call me—Manager Zhao, let's go."

Fu Jingmo put the chopsticks aside casually, as if he didn't know he was hungry, he first served Lu Wanghe a bowl of chicken soup and pushed it in front of him: "Drink some soup first to warm your stomach, don't eat too fast."

Seeing the boy pick up the bowl and start to drink the soup with small mouthfuls, he picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables for dinner again.

Lu Wanghe poured soup with his bulging cheeks, while lowering his eyelids, quietly looking at him from the corner of his eye.

Hmm... Fu Jingmo has eaten braised eggplant, steamed fish, and scrambled eggs with tomato many times. He probably likes these dishes.

After drinking up the chicken soup in the bowl, Lu Wanghe naturally put down the bowl, put a piece of eggplant, another piece of fish, and then egg flower into Fu Jingmo's bowl.

"These dishes are delicious."

Fu Jingmo turned his face to look at him: "Yes."

Lu Wanghe took another mouthful of rice on his own, and after waiting for a few moments, he didn't see Fu Jingmo move his chopsticks, as if he could get full just by looking at him.

The boy raised his eyebrows in surprise, and his eyes met a pair of deep eyes.

He has always known that Fu Jingmo's eyes, at first glance, would make people think that they are three feet frozen, which is unbearably cold, but in fact, when the other party looks at a certain place seriously and affectionately, the ice-cold tea color is actually full of tenderness.

When you look at the past, you will feel that you have fallen into the sea and cannot extricate yourself.

It's not that he has never seen Fu Jingmo's eyes like this, like a big golden retriever who trusts him wholeheartedly and only trusts him, his eyes are full of him, so affectionate that he can pinch water.

But at this moment, he clearly caught some imperceptible fragility from that tenderness.

Lu Wanghe's fingertips trembled, he put down the bowl, moved the stool, and leaned close to Fu Jingmo's side, leaning over his head.

"Fu Jingmo?"

The boy's dark eyes blinked, his elbow rested on his thigh, and he raised his head and asked him, "Why don't you eat, do you have a stomachache?"

"No...hehe."

"Ok?"

"Actually, no one has served me food for a long time."

Fu Jingmo's slender knuckles were slightly white, and they were warmed up by the heat from the food.

After his mother passed away, he was picked up by the Fu family, and he began to attend a fully enclosed noble school, which seemed to be a complete break with the barren life before.

Nobody cares about him, what he likes to eat, how he is doing at school.

Later, when he went to university and started to get in touch with company affairs, there was only a competition for interests and a union of interests between him and his so-called relatives.

No relatives will take care of the trivial matters of his basic necessities.

Some subordinates, such as Assistant Xiao Xu, remind him to eat and rest every day, more out of the duties of an assistant, and there may be a little concern, but it is covered up by awe.

But now, the lover he has kept in his heart for more than ten years, who is almost fused with flesh and blood, will sit beside him with such a bright smile, and will be annoyed because he lied to him that he didn't eat well, will give him some food, and will be sensitive. sense his emotions...

Lu Wanghe's heart tightened.

He also lost his parents when he was a child, at least he later experienced love from the people who took care of him.

But Fu Jingmo, the illegitimate son of a wealthy family, lived a poor life with his mother since he was a child. He took care of his mother with cancer for a long time, and watched her pass away before someone told him that he was a descendant of the Fu family living outside.

Tell him that his father is actually very rich, so rich that if he wants to, he can change his mother to the best hospital and the best medicine.

But all this was after his mother died.

What's more, the wealthy family has been a place of intrigue since ancient times. Fu Jingmo wants to inherit the family business, step by step to the present, and knows how many human relationships he has experienced.

Without the suffering of others, I don't know the pain of others.

But this person is his boyfriend, if he doesn't feel sorry for him, probably no one will.

"...In the future, if the two of us don't have jobs, we'll have dinner together. I'll bring you food for every meal."

Lu Wanghe reached out to hug him.

"I know, you know what I like to eat very well, I... I may not know you well enough."

"But it doesn't matter, I can get to know it slowly. Can't I see that you like to eat fish and don't like to eat beef when you look at this meal?"

"Do you remember I told you before that I don't dream of having a dog now?"

Fu Jingmo hugged him, and his voice relaxed a little: "I remember."

Lu Wanghe hooked his lips.

"Do you know why? Because I think it's enough to support you once, and I will support you for the rest of my life."

My silly dog ​​Gou, I will support you for the rest of my life.