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The car is well heated.

Shen Qi's hands were very cold, and when his fingertips touched the little wound on Fu Mingyuan's face, he trembled a little.

He didn't make a sound.

Fu Mingyuan lowered his eyes slightly, his back straightened, his eyes fell on Shen Qi's messy hair, and he tilted his head to the right so that Shen Qi could touch his cheek.

The right hand landed on the boy's raised hair, and pressed down, but failed.

"I'm back, don't worry." Fu Mingyuan's voice carried the exhaustion of having not slept all night and sitting in the midnight car.

Can't hold back the dumbness.

The car was driven by Du Jing.

Fu Mingyuan wants to see Shen Qi, so it's not easy for the driver to come over.

When entering the service area, Du Jing discovered the trending search.

Although Fu Mingyuan didn't say a word, Du Jing still accelerated the driving speed.

His broker.

Other people's managers are trying their best to prevent their artists from falling in love, and he is still on the way to send his own artists to fall in love.

As a single dog, I have to worry about the quarrel between the two.

When Shen Qi got into the car, Du Jing got out of the car and followed Lu Tun into the base.

He had to use Fu Mingyuan's Weibo to report his fans' safety.

Shen Qi withdrew his hand, bent one knee, put his toes under the seat, stretched the other leg forward, rubbed against the opponent's calf, domineeringly occupied the entire aisle of the front and back seats, and pressed against the opponent's knee, a little arrogantly bumped.

His head retracted a bit, out of the range of Fu Mingyuan's palm.

Shen Qi raised his head, his eyes were not red, but there was a little tinge at the end of his eyes.

The corners of the mouth were slightly hooked up, a half-smile.

"Ah, I'm back." He licked the corner of his lower lip, his gaze slipped down from Fu Mingyuan's face.

His neckline, skirt.

It's all pretty dirty.

It doesn't look as meticulous as it usually is.

His eyes were red and bloodshot, and he looked a little tired.

Fu Mingyuan responded.

Holding Shen Qi's wrist with his left hand, he bent down abruptly: "Why did you run out wearing slippers?"

His hand touched the other's cold ankle, which was not even warmed by the air conditioner in the car, and his eyes darkened slightly.

"No socks?"

Shen Qi moved his jio.

Not feeling cold.

I can only feel that my heart is like a roller coaster. It suddenly goes up from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and then suddenly comes down again, which stimulates people's brain to numb.

Fu Mingyuan frowned and looked around in the car.

No spare shoes.

With one hand, he picked up the opponent's leg that was touching his knee, and put it on his knee, with his palm against his cold jio wrist.

Shen Qi moved uncomfortably, raised his eyelids, and with a smile in his eyes, he said slowly: "Brother, Jio's heart is cold."

"It's not warm like this."

"It's like this."

When the voice fell, there was a rustling sound in the car.

A few seconds later, Fu Mingyuan's medicine was pasted with a cold palm.

The hand on Jio's wrist was slightly tightened, and the originally straight back was stiff.

The touch on the side of the waist cannot be ignored, slowly scratching like ants crawling over.

not cold.

Instead, it's getting hotter.

Shen Qi raised his eyes slightly, seeing that his expression changed slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened.

The tip of her tongue rested on her cheek, and she raised her chin.

"It's hot."

The young man's tone changed slightly, as if he had some joy of a successful prank.

Fu Mingyuan hummed, breathing a little short of breath.

The temperature inside the car is getting higher and higher.

The other jio moved its position, bent its knees, and stepped directly on the opponent's knees.

Fu Mingyuan's eyes moved with his movements.

The strength to step on the knee is not great.

It happens to be very heavy.

Even the opponent pressed down.

"Don't be angry." Fu Mingyuan's voice was hoarse.

It's different from that tired dumb.

He put his hands by his side, with a little forbearance, rubbed his fingertips on the clothes twice, his eyes became deeper.

Shen Qi chuckled lightly: "Not angry."

"Why are you angry? My brother came back to tell me I'm safe."

His voice became louder and louder, as if the only way to tell the other party was that he was really not angry.

He's just too worried.

I was so worried that I wanted to run to him.

"Of course I won't be angry." A snort came out of his nose.

Fu Mingyuan stretched out his hand, and pressed it on his curled hair again.

My palms were itchy, and my waist was hot.

"I'm sorry." He stared closely at Shen Qi, not daring to miss the slightest expression change on his face.

Leaning forward slightly, the two breathed closer and closer.

There was silence for a while.

Shen Qi hummed: "I accept."

"Where is it hurt? Let me see? Where else is it besides the face?"

When he first got into the car, he paid attention to the injuries on the other party's face.

Although it is such a small opening, it is very eye-catching.

Tsk, Shen Qi couldn't figure out what this person looked like.

How could a face with a scar still be so perfect, even more wild than usual.

He glanced a few more times now.

Then he saw the blood on the clothes on his right arm.

Even breathing paused.

"It's okay, it's not serious." Only now can I feel the pain.

Shen Qi snorted, ignored him, and rolled up his sleeves, a large piece of the sleeves was torn, and he didn't know to change his clothes before coming back.

The wound was not bleeding anymore, it was wrapped in a thick bandage and tied with an ugly bow.

Shen Qi stretched out his hand and squeezed it, without raising his head, he said in a low voice: "It's quite capable, brother, the bag is so thick."

"Is it not painful?"

He just hung his head like this, his hair hadn't been pressed down yet, a few strands were raised up, and when he raised his hand, it looked fiercely tight, but when it really touched the bandage, he withdrew his strength again.

Fu Mingyuan couldn't feel it at all.

"Well, it doesn't hurt."

Shen Qi raised his eyes, probably due to the sweltering heat in the car, the corners of his eyes were a little redder than when he got in the car just now.

He stared into Fu Mingyuan's eyes for a while.

Seeing your own reflection in the other person's eyes.

I also saw the dim yellow lights in the car.

He smiled.

The tip of his tongue licked the corner of his lower lip.

Then he pulled Fu Mingyuan's collar and leaned forward with his upper body.

Lips collide with lips.

A fiercer kiss than ever.

He could taste the blood on Fu Mingyuan's lips.

But not enough.

At first, Fu Mingyuan's back was forced to lean against the car window.

Later, it was Shen Qi who pressed his back against the seat.

Slippers were kicked to the front seat.

Belts were scattered on the ground.

The coat hung on the back of the front seat.

Fu Mingyuan's five fingers were stuck in Shen Qi's soft hair.

While breathing up and down, he saw that the young man's fair knuckles were all red, and his upturned neck was covered with a thin layer of red.

It seems more convenient to wear pajamas.

Shen Qi hissed, and the tip of his tongue touched the bitten corner of his lips.

Fu Mingyuan's thin waist was exposed in sight, and he leaned over to get him a tissue.

"Brother, you are so ruthless." Shen Qi leaned lazily on the back of the chair, occupying the entire back seat.

Breathing has not calmed down.

Fu Mingyuan dragged his hand, knelt on the ground, and helped him wipe his fingers.

Hearing his words, she raised her head slightly, glanced over his lips, fell silent for a while, and hummed.

"Be lighter next time."

Shen Qi moved his fingers: "It smells good too."

Fu Mingyuan knew what he was talking about.

Her body stiffened for a moment, she pursed her lower lip, and said nothing.

Shen Qi just refused to let go: "It's just a little too much..."

Fu Mingyuan threw the paper into the wastebasket, helped Shen Qi button up his clothes, and pressed his palm against his forehead: "With you here, it won't happen."

Shen Qi reacted for a while.

Toes curled up.

fuck.

……

An hour and a half had passed by the time the two entered.

Shen Qi was wearing Fu Mingyuan's coat, and his feet were also Fu Mingyuan's shoes.

Compared with slippers, this pair of shoes that look like cloth shoes are actually warmer with fleece inside.

Fu Mingyuan followed behind him in Shen Qi's slippers, mask and hat.

"Next time keep silent and say nothing, I have to try on the balcony." Shen Qi said casually with his hands in his pockets.

A smile flashed across Fu Mingyuan's eyes.

"will not."

Shen Qi let out an oh, a little regretful.

The gate of the base was opened.

Du Jing was sitting on the sofa, with a lot of snacks piled up on the tea table in front of him.

They were all taken from Ye Lai.

When the two came in, Du Jing was still gnawing on a spicy chicken foot.

The first thing he saw was the shoes on Shen Qi's feet.

Then there were slippers on Fu Mingyuan's feet that were obviously too small.

It looks a little funny.

Du Jing almost choked on the chili pepper, but he couldn't catch his breath.

Everyone else stays in the training room, the walls of the training game are transparent, and everyone can see each other.

Shen Qi seemed to be in a good mood, maybe he hadn't seen Du Jing for a long time, when he saw him flushed from coughing and kept drinking water, he even stepped forward and patted Du Jing on the shoulder.

"Brother Du, eat slowly."

Du Jing coughed worse.

Fu Mingyuan half-closed his eyes, and his eyes fell on Shen Qi's hand on Du Jing's shoulder, although he only stayed there for a few seconds.

He pursed his lips slightly.

Du Jing still felt a sudden chill behind his back.

After Shen Qi finished speaking, his neck was tucked into the collar of his coat. Seeing Fu Mingyuan standing at the door, he took two steps back and took him by the wrist to the training room.

Du Jing opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Why do you feel that there is something wrong with Fu Mingyuan's neck.

It was as if something flashed by.

In the end, he chose to sit down and continue to eat snacks, and followed the hot searches on Weibo in real time.

He is a single dog, what is he getting involved with.