The actor who attacked him is actually very charming and acting

The sound of "Jiaojiao" seemed to hit Fu Wu's heart, and he was a little out of breath.

Fu Wu immediately stopped and looked down at Tan Qing, his eyes were dark as if there were whirlpools.

After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "We have already broken up."

Tan Qing's eyes were red, and she grabbed his arm tightly, tears rolling in her eyes: "No, we didn't break up!"

He stared at Fu Wu with wide eyes, and refused to back down even a single step.

"We didn't break up!"

"..."

Tan Qing blinked his eyes.

Twice.

Then the bean-sized teardrops rolled down and gathered in the small dimples on the side of the cheeks.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Tan Qing cried even harder, her soft sobs were completely uncontrollable, and her body was trembling slightly.

In my impression, Tan Qing seems to have never cried like this before. He has been fearless since he was a child, heartless and heartless. Even if he was injured in a fight and bleeds, he never shed a single tear. Like water drops, it keeps falling.

The surrounding scenery faded in an instant, and only his soft choking sound remained in his ears. Fu Wu was suddenly agitated. He wanted Tan Qing not to cry, but he didn't want to comfort him on this matter.

Looking at his reddened and slightly swollen eyes from crying, Fu Wu's Adam's apple rolled and rolled.

In the end, his heart relented. He raised his hand to wipe away the teardrops from the corners of Tan Qing's eyes, and said in a low voice, "Don't cry, we have to shoot later."

Tan Qing's choking sound gradually stopped, his eyes were covered with water vapor, he insisted: "We didn't break up!"

Fu Wu drooped his eyes and closed his eyelashes, avoided him, and said in a low voice, "Go back."

The two outstanding-looking people were exposed together under the light, and Duan Rong, who was serving the dishes, could tell at a glance that their atmosphere was not right.

"came back."

Tan Qing nodded and walked straight into the house.

Duan Rong saw Tan Qing's red and swollen eyes and the gloomy atmosphere between the two at a glance.

Seeing his back disappearing from sight, he frowned and asked, "Did you quarrel?"

"No."

"Why is the puppy crying?"

Fu Wu pursed his lips in silence.

"It's fine to talk about it if there is an awkward situation, what's the matter if it makes people cry." Duan Rong said again.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Fu Wu's awkward voice sounded in the air.

"Go and comfort him."

Although Duan Rong tried his best to ease the atmosphere, the dinner ended in a silent stalemate between the two, and the end of the dinner also meant the end of today's recording.

"Good evening, everyone. It's getting late. Today's recording is over. This is a room for everyone. Please make your own arrangements and rest early."

The program group had a lot of bleeding on the issue of accommodation, and prepared a room for each of them, but on different floors.

After a busy day today, Fu Wu still had a vague rubber smell on his body, and Fu Wu couldn't stand it for a moment. He took a key and left first. Seeing this, Tan Qing grabbed one and followed.

The warm water flowed down Fu Wujin's lean body, washing away his physical fatigue from today, but it couldn't wash away the dryness in his heart.

Fu Wu gritted his teeth and clicked his tongue irritably.

【Dad, what are you doing? Are you unhappy? 】

Fu Wu pursed his lips: "No."

After speaking, he turned off the switch of the shower, wrapped himself in a bathrobe casually, opened the door and wiped his wet hair as he walked.

"knock" "knock" "knock"

There were three polite knocks on the door.

Fu Wu paused slightly with his arm wiping his head, then threw the towel on the sofa.

When he opened the door, Tan Qing was standing straight at the door of his room in a pair of pajamas. The bright yellow pajamas made him look very young, and the delicate collarbone white at the neckline was dazzling.

Fu Wu asked lightly, "What's wrong?"

Tan Qing raised his head, blinking his eyes a little fast, very nervous.

He took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to open his lips and said, "Jiaojiao, let's sleep together."

"..."

Fu Wu: "You—"

Fu Wushang was stunned, only to hear Xiao Bao shouting loudly in his head:

[Someone is coming, Dad! 】

He reacted very quickly, leaned over and quickly grabbed Tan Qing's arm, pulled him into the room, and closed the door behind his back.

"Jiao—"

Before Tan Qing could say anything, Fu Wu covered his mouth with his hand.

"knock" "knock" "knock"

There were three more knocks on the door.

Fu Wu frowned, leaned into Tan Qing's ear and whispered, "You go to the bedroom first."

Tan Qing nodded.

Opening the door again, standing outside the door was also a man in a bathrobe, his belt was loosely tied, and a small half of his wheat-colored chest was exposed.

In order to prevent fans and reporters from following, this building was occupied by the program group, but Song Zhouyu was obviously not on the same floor as him.

Fu Wu lowered his eyelashes and stared at the wall behind him with a nonchalant expression.

"what's up?"

Song Zhouyu smiled: "Director Chen is preparing to shoot a new movie, does Brother Fu know?

Fu Wu didn't answer.

He also said: "Recently, my manager found a script for me, which happens to be a supporting actor in it. I heard that Brother Fu will also play a role, so I want to discuss it with you."

Fu Wu frowned, and put his gaze on his face.

"Where did you hear that?"

He is still negotiating to star in Director Chen's movie, and he has never told anyone else, even Xu Silin doesn't know about it.

Song Zhouyu smiled even bigger, and took a step closer, his eyes were tinged with charm, and his tone was a little seductive: "Why don't we go in and have a deep chat, Brother Fu..."

Fu Wushang chuckled, and bright colors were instantly added to his originally indifferent face, just like the original mist in the mountains and forests dissipated, revealing the beautiful and breathtaking scenery.

Song Zhouyu was stunned. This was the first time he saw Fu Wuxiao. Others said he was indifferent and unreasonable. He thought so too. He knew that when he saw his smile today, it was like melting a glacier and growing all things. Whoever sees it doesn't say it's beautiful, and whoever sees it doesn't feel moved.

Song Zhouyu stretched out his hand in a daze, wanting to touch that stunning and alluring face.

Fu Wu noticed his movements, and suddenly put away his expression, his voice was cold and piercing.

"Leave far away."

With a bang, the door was slammed shut.

Song Zhouyu's arms froze in mid-air, and the smile on his face split instantly, staring at the tightly closed door in disbelief.

Hearing the movement, Tan Qing walked out of the bedroom immediately, and he noticed the disgusted expression on Fu Wu's face.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly.

Fu Wushu breathed a sigh of relief and looked at him: "It's okay."

Tan Qing stared at him silently for a few seconds, then ran back to the bedroom, and came out with a hair dryer after a while.

"I'll blow your hair."

He blow-dried Fu Wu's hair on his own, regardless of whether he agreed or not.

Feeling the gentle pressure from the scalp, the depression in Fu Wu's heart gradually disappeared, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing him close his eyes, Tan Qing's movements became more gentle, and he didn't turn off the hair dryer until his hair was dry and put it aside.

"Go back."

Fu Wuyang leaned on the back of the sofa without opening his eyes.

"..."

The room was silent for a moment, neither of them moved, they were in a stalemate with each other.

I don't know how long it took, Fu Wu's lips felt hot, and he suddenly opened his eyes wide, full of the image of Tan Qing closing his eyes and kissing him.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his eyeballs kept rolling.

Fu Wu turned his head so that his kiss fell on the corner of his lips.

Tan Qing's body paused for a moment, then he suddenly raised his leg, and sat astride his thigh, holding his head in both hands to fix the position, and pressed his wet lips against it again.

He opened his mouth to enclose Fu Wu's lower lip, and sucked heavily.

Fu Wu's breath was stagnant, and then he stretched out his hand to apply to the back of his neck, and stuck his tongue into his mouth, looking around, without missing a trace.

The palm of Tan Qing's holding him gradually slipped down, and he tightened the bathrobe on his chest.He couldn't resist Fu Wu's fierce attack, so he licked the tip of his tongue flatteringly.

Fu Wuyi was taken aback, and the palm pressing on the back of his neck was even harder, making the two of them fit together tightly.

After the kiss was over, Tan Qing was panting and buried in Fu Wu's neck, and all the hot breath in his breath sprayed on Fu Wu's skin.

He twisted his waist uncomfortably, Fu Wu stretched out his hand to stop his movement, and patted his waist as a warning.

After a while, he supported Tan Qing and gently placed him on the sofa beside him.

"I'm going to rush, you go back."

After finishing speaking, Fu Wu got up directly and walked to the bathroom.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of water in the bathroom sounded, and as the temperature gradually increased, a layer of fuzzy mist rose from the frosted glass.

When he came out, Tan Qing was no longer on the sofa. Fu Wu pushed open the bedroom door, and what he saw was a small bulge on the bed not far away that was covered by the quilt.

He paused slightly, then walked as lightly as possible, and slowly sat on the edge of the bed.

Tan Qing was already asleep.

When he was sleeping, he was still the same as before, with the quilt covering his eyes, only his full forehead and curly eyelashes could be seen.

He remembered telling him many times before that he should not cover his nose when he sleeps, as it would be bad for his health, but he didn't expect that he still hasn't changed after so long.

Tan Qing's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. He looked at Fu Wu who appeared in front of him in a daze, stretched out his hand to hold his finger, put it on his lips and kissed him lightly, and called him softly: "Jiaojiao."

"..."

Before waiting for Fu Wu's response, Tan Qing couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell into a deep sleep again.

After a while, there was movement again in the room. Fu Wu leaned over and rubbed the soft flesh on his cheek, and then a gentle voice sounded along with a sigh.

"Little bastard."

"What should I do with you..."

The author has something to say:

After kissing, drive people away, hmph, dog man!

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Eat melons and eat unintentional code words, today I am a scorpion