The actor who attacked him is actually very charming and acting

The breeze blew by, bringing a bit of coolness, and also made Fu Wu's hair sway gently in the air.

I don't know how long it took before he said again: "If you don't speak, I will be Ms. Duan, you agree."

Fu Chong saw that he was out of shape, let out a soft snort from his nose, and then looked away as if he was ashamed.

Fu Wu pretended not to hear, and said to himself: "Okay, then I will bring him to see you when we get married."

He had just finished speaking when Fu Chong hummed again.

Fu Wu turned his head and looked: "Why, I can't even talk to my mother?"

Fu Chong frowned, and said in a thick voice, "Who said it can't be done."

Fu Wu didn't pay attention to him any more, and imitated his way just now and raised his head and snorted.

Fu Chong: "..."

On the way back, the two of them didn't speak to each other, like strangers separated by an arm's distance.

"Really plan to marry him?" Fu Chong cleared his throat and suddenly asked.

Fu Wuyong looked at him a few more times with indescribable eyes: "Could it be that you still plan to get married?"

"You—" Fu Chong glared at him, then shook his sleeves and strode forward, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you."

Fu Wu suddenly smiled. He stood in the middle of the road in a black suit, and the dead leaves fluttering in the wind seemed to celebrate his joy.

After the worship, Jing Yushu and Jing Yuze had work and left first, and the rest of Fu Wu and the others rested at home for a few days.

In the past two days, the incident of Fu Wu's accidental injury has been discussed on the Internet. I don't know who exposed what Song Zhouyu and Li Fengsui did.

I heard that the two of them refused to admit it at first, but then they had a disagreement and confessed to each other for some reason. The specific reason was that Fu Wu didn't investigate carefully. Anyway, it was enough to know that they were punished.

Although Fu Wu didn't pay too much attention to this matter, fans were indeed furious because of it.

When the incident first broke out, some people still didn't believe it and thought it was a rumor. It wasn't until the official Weibo came out that it completely aroused their anger.

The Weibo accounts of Song Zhouyu and Li Fengsui fell quickly and were besieged by many netizens until their Weibo accounts were officially deleted.

With no place to vent their anger, the fans could only go to Fu Wu's Weibo to ask about his injuries, and it was so lively that Xu Silin called to urge him to post on Weibo.

Fu had no choice but to agree.

After hanging up the phone, he leaned on Tan Qing's shoulder depressed and lay motionless on the sofa.

Duan Rong looked at his phone while drinking the juice his aunt had just squeezed, and seeing him looking sluggish, he casually said, "As for it, isn't it just posting Weibo?"

Fu Wu raised his eyelids to look at him, and said lazily, "I don't want to move." As he spoke, he hugged Tan Qing even tighter.

Duan Rong suddenly put down the cup and stood up straight away: "I'll help you distribute it!"

He had obvious malicious intentions on his face, just as Tan Qing was about to say something to him, Duan Rong raised his phone and quickly pressed the photo button.

Seeing this, it was too late for Tan Qing to stop him, he could only say: "Don't talk nonsense, don't cause trouble for Jiaojiao."

Duan Rong waved his hand casually, and said casually: "It's not the first time, brother knows."

After the Weibo was sent out, the comments skyrocketed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even Duan Rong couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Duan Rong kept flipping her fingers on the phone, and muttered in her mouth: "This is the speed of likes and comments. This is the first time I have seen it since I registered on Weibo for so long. You are indeed our petite princess, top-notch."

Fu Wu picked up the pillow on the sofa and threw it at him: "Young poor."

"What's the matter?" Duan Rong hugged the pillow and looked at him, "Aren't what brother said the truth?"

Fu Wu snorted softly, slid down and slowly lay on Tan Qing's lap.

After Duan Rong finished posting, Tan Qing also opened Weibo, and the first comment that caught his eye was "They really look like a young couple."

He looked up suspiciously until he saw Duan Rong's text with pictures.

Tan Qing was silent for a few seconds, then picked up a pillow and threw it towards Duan Rong.

Being smashed twice in a row, Duan Rong asked in puzzlement, "Why?"

Tan Qing looked away from the phone, frowned and said, "What kind of words are you matching? What if you cause trouble for Jiaojiao?"

Hearing that Fu Wucai slowly opened his eyes, he moved his body, changed from lying on his side to lying on his back, and looked at Tan Qing from top to bottom.

Tan Qing has fair skin, rosy lips, and a straight nose, even from this perspective of death, she still has a special charm.

Fu Wuqing cleared his throat and asked, "What's wrong?"

Tan Qingkong took out a hand to straighten the hair on his forehead, and then complained, "It's all because of Rong'er who posted a blurry Weibo."

Fu Wu raised his hand and pinched his tender face, then took the mobile phone in his hand: "Let me take a look."

The screen of the mobile phone is displayed on the Weibo interface, which also saves Fu Wu the time to search again.

Duan Rong's Weibo is as chic as ever, but this time the chicness has something to do with the two of them.

Duan Rong: The two of you are getting tired and crooked, you should eat and drink, don’t worry/[Picture]

The accompanying picture is a photo he took casually just now. In the photo, Fu Wuzheng is lying on Tan Qing's shoulders with his eyes closed, his expression looks very comfortable, while Tan Qing is looking at him with doting eyes, and his hands are also on his shoulders. Gently stroking his head.

Anyone who looks at this photo will think it will be a young couple, let alone a netizen who will zoom in infinitely if there is a little trouble.

There are endless speculations in the comment section below.

[Are they making it public? 】

【I think it’s a good relationship and I’m going to send you a kid】

[Who doesn't say a word of dog food after watching this, it's more real than real]

[Is it only my focus on Tan Qing's eyes?I don’t know if Tuotuo likes him or not, but he definitely likes Tuotuo]

[I agree with the above, I think they are a good match]

[I really can't imagine what it's like to be in love]

[Didn't you come to see Tuotuo's injury?What's the matter with you? ? ? 】

[Hahahahaha I forgot when I saw the picture]

Fu Wu flipped through the comments with relish, and even hooked the corners of his lips from time to time.

"Jiaojiao," Tan Qing was always paying attention to his expression, and asked a little puzzled seeing this, "What's wrong with you?"

Fu Wu moved the phone and smiled at him: "It's okay, it's quite interesting."

Seeing this, Duan Rong also interjected: "Look at his rippling expression, there seems to be something wrong."

"As long as you know a lot," Tan Qing still couldn't hold back his words, and then looked down at Fu Wu, "Will this have any effect on you?"

Fu Wu put down his phone, pinched his soft earlobes, and tugged gently: "It's okay, don't worry."

Looking at the pink bubbles constantly emerging between the two, Duan Rong's tone and movements were full of sourness: "Hmph, showing affection again."

After speaking, he changed his posture drastically, turned his back directly, and fiddled with his mobile phone angrily.

Fu Wu had long been used to his appearance, so he didn't even look at him, and continued to be obsessed with Tan Qing.

After a few days of recuperation at home, Fu Chong cared very much about his arms, and made his aunt make soup every day to force him to drink it. In the end, Fu Wu really had no choice but to take Tan Qing out of the old house and return to his own. apartment.

After returning to the apartment, Fu Wu had no time to continue resting. As soon as he got home, Xu Silin immediately knocked on the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Fu Wu's face and Xu Silin began to chatter: "Ancestor, is your arm okay? The director also came to see me, probably asking when you plan to return to the filming crew .”

Fu Wutiao raised his eyebrows: "Are you in such a hurry?"

Xu Silin had a bitter face: "He didn't dare to urge you directly, so he called me twice every three days and asked when he would return to the set."

Fu Wu nodded thoughtfully, then pretended not to care and asked again: "This is how I can take pictures with my hands?"

"The director said yes," Xu Silin suddenly became angry while talking, "He said that he can continue to let Tan Qing be your substitute, anyway, what he means is to let you go back quickly."

Fu Wu frowned, his eyes darkened as he thought of something.

I don't know how long it has passed, Fu Wu said to him aloud: "You can reply tomorrow."

Xu Silin: "OK."

Xu Silin didn't wait long for the reply, and Tan Qing waited until he left before sitting next to Fu Wu.

Fu Wu took advantage of the situation and raised his arms to hug him, rubbing his neck with the tip of his nose affectionately.

Tan Qing didn't hide, but moved closer: "Jiaojiao, your arm has only been raised for a few days, isn't it good to shoot now?"

There was a smile on the corner of Fu Wu's mouth, but his voice was pitiful: "It's not forced by life."

Tan Qing kissed the top of his hair with pity: "Why don't we stop filming, it's not that I can't support you."

"What are you thinking?" Fu Wu chuckled, "The contract has been signed, we cannot break the contract."

After speaking, he straightened up, hugged Tan Qing directly on his lap with his arms, and looked at him with a smile on his face.

Before Tan Qing could say anything, Fu Wu asked again: "Are you worried that I'm tired?"

Fu Wu's eyes were full of jokes, mixed with a hint of imperceptible desire.

Tan Qing avoided his gaze, nodded imperceptibly, and then hummed lightly.

Fu Wu hugged him closer, and forced his fingers across his cheeks, making Tan Qing look at him with nowhere to escape.

"Aren't you the clearest about my physical strength?" Fu Wu pinched his chin and kissed him, "Do you want to try again now?"

Tan Qing's whole body stiffened instantly, and his exposed skin was covered with a thin layer of red visible to the naked eye.

Absolutely cute.

Tan Qing struggled slightly, and he murmured softly: "Jiaojiao, wait a minute, I still, I still haven't finished talking, wait, wait..."

Fu Wu showed his teeth and grinded his lips, then put his chin on his shoulder and hugged him into his arms. He was short of breath, and his fingers kept moving through the clothes: "What do you say?"

Tan Qing took a deep breath, and then said: "According to my understanding, this director doesn't seem to be the kind of director who forces people to act after an actor is injured. Why did he suddenly change this time? I'm worried about it. What happened?"

Fu Wu suddenly stopped, opened the distance between the two, looked into his eyes and said, "I've sent someone to investigate, don't worry."

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