Not only was Tan Qing unable to speak, but his entire body froze.

He stood stiffly on the spot, the hair on his forehead was blown up by the wind, revealing that delicate face, but at this moment he looked a little dazed.

Fu Wu secretly looked at him from the corner of his eye with great interest.

I don't know how long it took, but when the passing staff saw the inexplicable atmosphere between the two and couldn't help but peek over, Tan Qing came back to his senses.

He quickly stood in front of Fu Wu, blocking their inquiry.

Fu Wu put away his smile, and his voice was vague: "You don't like me anymore, so you don't show it to others, and you say that you are not narrow-minded."

He deliberately turned his head away so that Tan Qing could not see his expression, and even raised his hand to touch the corner of his eyes.

"Who—" Tan Qing almost couldn't control himself, he swallowed back the moment the sound was about to come out, and said slowly, "Who said I don't like you anymore!"

His voice attracted the attention of some people. Looking at the weird movements of the two, they thought it was a conflict, and turned their heads quickly, not daring to look further.

"Oh, is it?" Fu Wu withdrew his hand and took a step forward, his voice turned back and forth, I don't know how many turns, "Then why don't you kiss me?"

Tan Qing muttered and couldn't answer.

Fu Wu's appearance today is too powerful, he looks like a devil when he is bullied, and like an angel when he is wronged, Tan Qing feels that as long as he dares to say no, his conscience will be disturbed.

Fu Wu said again: "If you don't kiss, it means that you don't like it. Alas, it turned out that I was just being sentimental."

As he said that, he prepared to turn around with a look of great loss.

Although he knew that this was Fu Wuzai's deliberate mischief, Tan Qing still couldn't bear to see the disappointed look on his face.

Tan Qing quickly grabbed his arm and said anxiously, "I didn't say no to kissing."

Fu Wu's expression changed instantly, his face was full of interest, and he said confidently, "Then you can kiss."

"..."

Fu Wu leaned lazily on the bamboo behind him, lowered his eyelids, and waited slowly for Tan Qing's movements.

Tan Qing first let go of Fu Wu's hand, and then took a step forward after repeated hesitation.

He first raised his hand to cover his lips with his fingers, and then quickly flipped his palm over Fu Wu's lips while no one was paying attention, and made a light imprint on Fu Wu's lips.

His fingers were slightly cold, and the moment it was printed on Fu Wu's lips, the coolness seemed to penetrate directly into the brain along the skin, making his nerves extremely tense.

Fu Wu opened his eyes slightly, and then turned his eyes: "So innocent?"

Tan Qing thought that he was dissatisfied with such a casual taste, and explained: "It's not convenient here, can we continue when we go back?"

Fu Wu nodded: "Okay, but you have to take the initiative."

Tan Qing gritted her teeth and agreed: "...OK."

The heavy rain scattered the loess on the ground, and bamboo shoots sprouted up one after another, which can be seen everywhere.

Because the main task of this recording is to help local farmers sell their agricultural products, the program team did not make them too tired. Each person dug a bamboo basket to complete the task.

The air in the bamboo forest is fresh and filled with the fragrance of bamboo, but it is still a little humid because of the rain.

Although there are not many bamboo baskets, it is still a bit laborious to dig out the bamboo shoots, and one-third of the bamboo shoots will come out with a shovel.

As time passed, Fu Wu's suppressed cough sounded again.

Tan Qing looked at him worriedly, and simply poured all the bamboo shoots he dug into Fu Wu's frame.

Fu Wu stood up the shovel and put his arm on it, trying to stop his movement: "No, I'm fine."

Tan Qing kept moving, and his voice was flat: "Being nice to you is what I like to do."

"..."

Being nice to you is what I like to do.

Making you nice to me is what I like to do.

Thinking of this, Fu Wushang smiled: "Okay, as long as you like it."

Just when they were being nice to you and asking you to be nice to me, a big event happened on the director's team.

The staff member who was paying attention to the live broadcast suddenly stood up and yelled. He hurriedly ran towards the director with the tablet in his hand.

"Director, no good director!"

The director, who was concentrating on the recording, was interrupted with obvious irritability on his face, and his tone was a little irritated: "What's worth your shouting, don't you know it's on the radio?"

The staff member looked at his face and said with a little anxiety: "I don't know why the barrage is all in trouble, you see."

As he said that, he handed over the tablet. As he said, there was indeed a lot of curses on the barrage, as if he was not afraid of being banned, and he said everything directly.

The director was silent for a moment, his expression a little gloomy: "Go and find out what happened first, don't tell the guests about it, try to control it privately."

"Yes."

The dark clouds floating in the sky quickly gathered together, and the sky sank again.After a while, big raindrops fell down.

Feeling the wetness falling on his face, Fu Wu immediately stopped digging the bamboo shoots. He took off his coat and quickly covered Tan Qing's head to cover him.

Tan Qing raised his hand and wanted to take it off and return it to him, but was suppressed by Fu Wu.

Fu Wu's hairstyle was washed away by the rain, and it stuck to the side of his face wetly, dripping down continuously.

His close-fitting white short sleeves were also wet from the rain and clinged to his body. The material of the clothes became somewhat transparent, and even a layer of tight muscle texture could be vaguely seen.

Seeing this, Tan Qing didn't care whether others could hear it or not, he shouted anxiously: "Jiaojiao, I don't need it, you are all wet, what if you get sick!"

"Guests, please take the time to gather in the lounge, please take the time to gather in the lounge..."

His voice echoed with the sound of a horn in the distance.

Fu Wu took back the bamboo basket on the ground and answered him: "I'm fine, I won't get sick."

As soon as he let go of Tan Qing, he immediately took off his coat and put it back on his head without any hesitation.

Seeing him standing alone in the rain, Fu Wu sighed helplessly, grabbed his waist and pulled him under his clothes: "Let's go to the head office together."

When passing by Lin Qingzi and Cong Jun, they were running forward in the rain, Tan Qing paused for a moment, and finally threw his coat to them.

Fu Wu chuckled, "He's quite a gentleman."

Tan Qing pursed her lips: "This is called bribery."

The two of them ran towards the lounge holding on to a piece of clothing. Although they put on a coat, it didn't help much, and the clothes on their bodies were still wet from head to toe.

The guests took a bath in order, but Fu Wubao had no choice but to go to take a bath first, taking advantage of the interval between Tan Qing's bathing, he went downstairs first.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the stairs, Fu Wu heard a familiar name from someone else's mouth.

"How do you think Tan Qing hooked up with Brother Fu?"

"I heard that he not only hooked up with Brother Fu, but also hooked up with people outside. Otherwise, how could he join this variety show just after entering the circle."

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Babies, don’t you feel tired of being sweet all the time?

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