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Fu Mingyuan's face darkened instantly.

He is a very rare person who is really angry with fans. Generally, fans will try their best to agree to any request. Even if the waiter's request just now is too much, he just offered to help the other party sign the paper.

But now, the other party has touched his bottom line.

He could pour that glass of water on himself, and he would definitely not be so angry.

It happened that Shen Qi blocked the glass of water for himself.

With a sullen face, Fu Mingyuan used a paper towel to cover Shen Qi's already soaked back collar.

The movement is very gentle.

Fu Mingyuan's eyes darkened when his slightly cool fingers touched the wet back of the other's neck.

"Is it cold?" Fu Mingyuan didn't look at the waiter again, but his expression softened a little, and he helped Shen Qi dispose of his wet clothes.

Sensing that something was wrong, Du Jing rushed over immediately, shielding the waiter from his sight, and took the waiter away with a dark face before attracting the attention of other people in the shop.

"How can they be so close?"

"That person can, why can't I?"

"Aren't they all fans? Don't you mean pet fans?"

Du Jing: ...

If it weren't for this being in public, I'd really like to punch you right now.

He led the people to the employee-only lounge at the back. Fortunately, there were no diners on the way to the lounge.

Lu Tun was also frightened. When he stood up, he touched the cup and plate in a hurry. The cup fell over and the plate almost fell.

Fortunately, the glass is empty.

Shen Qi lowered his head, allowing Fu Mingyuan's hand to reach into the back of his neck. Just now when the water was warm and attached to his skin, he didn't feel any discomfort. Now that it's cooled down, the stamina feels a little cold. Also a little sticky.

He moved his neck.

Fu Mingyuan held his shoulder with one hand.

"Don't move." The voice was much lower than before.

"That... that..." Lu Tun quickly sat across from the two of them, looked at the idol with his head down and couldn't see his expression clearly, and then at his idol with his head down and staring at him, holding a tissue in one hand , the male god who wiped the idol carefully.

Hearing his words, Shen Qi twisted his neck.

Fu Mingyuan straightened his head with one hand again, put his warm palm directly on his soft hair, and repeated in a calm voice: "Don't move."

"It's almost finished, right? It's okay, I'm still wearing a vest." Maintaining this posture all the time, Shen Qi felt his neck was a bit tired.

Also, it's so itchy.

The itching overwhelmed the discomfort.

When he was done, he laughed.

Even the whole body was shaking.

After laughing, he said slowly, "I'm so handsome."

Fu Mingyuan lowered his eyes and hummed: "There will be no next time."

He won't put teenagers in danger.

The boy's white back neck was faintly red due to the rubbing of the paper towel, and the wet back collar was limp and collapsed. As long as Fu Mingyuan took out his hand, it would undoubtedly stick to the skin.

From Fu Mingyuan's point of view, he could see the black vest inside the young man, the neckline was too low, he didn't touch it, and he didn't know if it was wet.

Fortunately, the glass of water is only half a glass.

Fu Mingyuan paused, and asked after a while: "The clothes are still wet, I'll ask Du Jing to send some clothes over."

"My clothes, do you mind?"

Shen Qi shrunk his neck slightly, and let the other party continue to stuff tissues into the back of his neck.

Fu Mingyuan's hand was warmer than the back of his neck, so when he wiped it, it would inevitably touch his skin.

Shen Qi restrained his trembling body, and poked his head forward.

"I don't mind... Brother, but if I go out in your clothes, will I really not be seen?"

Shen Qi put his eyes on Fu Mingyuan's legs, and when he moved to a certain place, he paused for a moment, and then laughed lowly.

Fu Mingyuan's hand on his head moved unconsciously: "It's okay."

He threw away the tissue, and put the overcoat he put on the back of the chair on Shen Qi's body, helped him hold the clothes with one hand, and pushed his shoulder with the other to make him sit up.

"Brother..." Lu Tun spoke weakly, looking at the male god for a while, and at the hand of the male god on the idol for a while.

"Huh?" Shen Qi took the hot water Fu Mingyuan poured for himself, and it was really uncomfortable to stick the back collar of his clothes wet.

But the coat smelled of Fu Mingyuan.

Fu Mingyuan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, without any superfluous expression, just nodded lightly.

Lu Tun inexplicably felt that the male god seemed to know him, and seemed to be hostile to him?

"Um...brother, I have a change of clothes in my bag, do you want to change first? What if I catch a cold later..."

He carried the bag directly.

The moment the words came out, Lu Tun felt a gust of wind blowing out of nowhere.

The spine is a little cold.

He looked up at the central air conditioner.

Fu Mingyuan didn't say anything.

Only the hands on the knees clenched slightly.

"No, with your small body, can I fit your clothes?" Shen Qi gathered the overcoat on his body and almost buried his head.

Fu Mingyuan's breath was too strong.

The people around him seemed to correct their positions.

"If it's cold, you can try wearing it first."

"Wet clothes are really uncomfortable to wear on the body."

Fu Mingyuan persuaded.

Just as Lu Tun was about to nod his head, Shen Qi stopped him from blurting out his words with a look.

Shen Qi gently pulled Fu Mingyuan's sleeve under the table.

Leaning into his ear and whispering.

"No, brother, how can I wear other men's clothes."

"Isn't it, brother?"

Fu Mingyuan's Adam's apple rolled, and then hummed.

Shen Qi touched the root of his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and smiled lightly.

Lu Tun looked at these two people who were wearing my coat and whispering to each other for a while, and suddenly remembered the brother who was running around.

An idol won't be with his brother while being with a male god.

Although he is a male god, this is not right!

He must have a good talk with his idol in a while!

The dishes on the table were cold after all the fuss.

Not long after Du Jing left with the waiters, the manager of the restaurant rushed over, followed by several waiters carrying new dishes.

"Sorry, Mr. Fu, Mr. Shen." The manager wiped the sweat from his forehead, and after Fu Mingyuan nodded, he put on new dishes.

After this meal, Du Jing came late with Fu Mingyuan's clothes.

He just went to deal with the waiter.

Fanatical fans are often encountered, but such neurotic ones are really rare.

The manager has closed the restaurant in order to better entertain several people.

When Du Jing arrived, Fu Mingyuan was drinking soup slowly.

His movements are very elegant, and he still sits upright as usual.

If it wasn't for his slightly reddened ears that would give him away.

And Shen Qi, who was sitting next to him, propped his chin with one hand, wore Fu Mingyuan's glasses and Fu Mingyuan's overcoat, and looked at Fu Mingyuan with a smile.

Sitting opposite Lu Tun, with an innocent face, looked at his phone for a while, and then looked up at the two people opposite him.

Du Jing: ...

It's like a father with a son.

He took the clothes and coughed: "I brought the clothes, why don't you change them first?"

Shen Qi took the clothes and blinked at Fu Mingyuan.

He glanced into the bag, which seemed to be a dark blue sweater.

"Where are people?" Fu Mingyuan put down his sleeves and looked up at Du Jing.

There was some dark emotion in his eyes.

Du Jing glanced at Lu Tun who was sitting on the side playing with his mobile phone, and Lu Tun waved his hand immediately: "You say it, you say it, I'll wait for Brother Shen."

Fu Mingyuan frowned.

"It's been arranged." Du Jing pinched his nose: "The current fans are really too much."

Fu Mingyuan didn't answer him, and said after a long time: "It's just a few."

"I know, I know." Du Jing was relieved.

He was a little afraid that Fu Mingyuan would become indiscriminate when he fell in love.

From the looks of it now, he was still the same Fu Mingyuan as before, only changed in some aspects.

These changes may also be good.

"Well, you should clean up." Fu Mingyuan pinched his brows.

Du Jing nodded.

Then I heard Fu Mingyuan ask again: "Did you take the photo? Did you post it?"

"Do you remember that you are a star? Do you know what kind of sensation it will cause if you post it like this?"

"Do you remember the low key I said, woo woo woo."

Fu Mingyuan raised his eyes.

Du Jing sighed: "Okay, I got it, I'll post it after you leave for a while, so as to save some fans from coming over."

Fu Mingyuan nodded: "You go there first in the afternoon, and I'll take him back first."

Just as Du Jing wanted to say something, Shen Qi and Lu Tun came over together.

The dark blue sweater was a little too big for Shen Qi, probably because he got his hair when he was putting on the clothes. His hair was a little messy at the moment, and he still had Fu Mingyuan's glasses on his nose. He originally looked like a teenager. He looked like a student.

With his hands in the pockets of his sweater, he was talking to Lu Tun beside him, with a faint smile on his face.

Fu Mingyuan pursed his lower lip and stood up.

"Idol, you must not be in two boats, you listen to me."

"This is the behavior of a scumbag, do you know? A scumbag! A scumbag will be cut into pieces!"

Shen Qi clicked his tongue, casually: "No way, I like both of them."

"Look, my brother has a nice voice."

"Film Emperor Fu has a good figure and is handsome."

"I'm greedy for his voice and the other for his body, why can't I have both?"

Lu Tun looked distressed: "Do you know how many men and women line up to marry Fu Yingdi? Idol!"

"You are like this...you are like this..."

"Huh? I'm like this, I'm still your idol."

Lu Tun: ...

Although the words are correct, I still feel like eating carrots and worrying about them.

When the two arrived in front of Fu Mingyuan and the others, Lu Tun immediately shut up.

Although he didn't want to see his idol stepping on two boats, his heart was biased.

Shen Qi tugged at the hem of his clothes, walked to Fu Mingyuan with a smile on his face.

He also has this dress.

The smile spread, and the dim light reflected his face.

Fu Mingyuan looked at him for a long time before looking away.

"It's beautiful." His voice was a little hoarse.