What should I do if there are always black fans robbing my sofa?

Xi Tang lay on his stomach by the sink, reached for the faucet to wash his clothes, finally cleaned all the drink stains on his clothes, and looked again, there was still a large stain on his trousers.

And judging from the location, it may be difficult to clean without taking off your pants.

He was immediately annoyed.

Just when he was wondering whether to take off his pants or just go back, he suddenly heard someone ask, "Do you need help?"

Hearing this voice, Xi Tang turned around in astonishment, just in time to see a figure shrouded in shadow at the door.

He stared at the direction of the figure with wide eyes, feeling a little unbelievable.

Because this man's voice...he sounded very familiar, almost like his male god!

However, he also mistook Qing Han's voice for a male god before, so he wondered if he heard it wrong this time.

The other party waited for a while, saw that he didn't respond, turned around and went out.

Xi Tang immediately stretched out Erkang's hand, wanting to keep him.

……etc!Why did he leave so quickly, can't he say a few more words, let him make a better distinction!

Xi Tang was very disappointed, Xi Tang was very depressed.

Thinking of what happened just now, if it was really green, then he just passed by the male god!

But before he was depressed for too long, the man came back with an extra towel in his hand.

"Come here, come here."

Xi Tang's heart was pounding, and he walked over by accident.

"Turn around and lie on the wall."

Xi Tang swallowed, and obeyed.

The man supported his waist and carefully wiped the drink stains on the sides of his legs with a hot towel.

Following his movements, Xi Tang's nose became hot and he felt like he was going to spurt blood.

Soon, the wiping action stopped.

The man said: "Okay, just dry it with a dryer for a while."

After finishing speaking, I was worried, and asked again: "Be sure to dry it, otherwise it is easy to catch a cold when it is wet."

Xi Tang watched him remain motionless until he realized that he was about to leave, then he took a step forward and asked, "Wait a minute! Are you Qing Mingse?"

The other party didn't look back, but turned his face slightly, and said with a smile, "What do you think?"

While Xi Tang was in a daze, that person had disappeared.

He hurried to the dryer, used the dryer to dry all the clothes and pants, and then couldn't wait for a moment, and ran back to the private room just now.

Once inside, everyone inside stopped talking and turned to look at him.

Zhan Tian and Qing Han took the initiative to stand up and make room for him.

Xi Tang calmed down a bit, and quickly walked back to his seat, but as soon as he sat down, he became a little uneasy and asked, "Did Qing Mingse come just now?"

Qinghan didn't change his expression: "I heard it's coming."

Xi Tang: "I heard?"

Qinghan sighed, regretfully said: "I went to answer the phone just now, and when I came back, I heard Zhan Tian say that Qing Mingse is here."

Xi Tang cast doubtful eyes on Zhan Tian, ​​who nodded, "Indeed, I just left a few minutes before you came back."

In this way, the person Xi Tang met just now should be Qing Mingse.

He suddenly felt heartache.

After finally meeting a male god by chance, he was still in the toilet, and he must be very embarrassing because of the drink stains all over his body.

Xi Tang covered his little heart, his whole body was not well.

That night, Xi Tang was in pain because he was unable to talk to the male god, and failed to leave a good impression on the male god.

Early the next morning, Xi Tang was woken up by a morning call.

Sit up and put on clothes slowly, Qinghan has already put on the contact lenses and wig, put on makeup and came out of the bathroom.

When Qing Han didn't wear makeup, his facial features were exquisite and beautiful, but now that he puts on makeup, his facial features are even more three-dimensional.

Coupled with his wig, his whole style of painting has become two-dimensional.

"I'm done using the bathroom, go and wash up."

It was only after he reminded that Xi Tang recovered from his obsession with him.

When he came out after washing, Qinghan had already changed his clothes and was sitting cross-legged on the bed to assemble his weapon.

After a few minutes, the weapon is assembled.Qing Han stood up, posed Zhao Yun's standard pose to Xi Tang, and asked, "How is it?"

Xi Tang sincerely commented: "If you don't speak, your temperament will be perfect."

Qinghan, who was trying to make a concave shape, broke through in an instant.

Xi Tang hahahaha said: "No, no, the one who lied to you is very handsome!"

Qinghan's eyes lit up immediately, "Then do you want to take a photo together!"

Xi Tang said: "All right."

The two used Qinghan's mobile phone to take a few photos together, until Xiaoyao knocked on the door to remind him, Qinghan quit the photo mode with unsatisfied intentions.

"By the way, are you staying at your guest booth in the exhibition for a while?"

Xi Tang said: "Probably, I don't like shopping too much." Except for the male god, he didn't want to see anyone!

Qinghan said: "Then can I ask you a favor, I will be taking pictures most of the time at the comic exhibition, I don't have this clothes in my pocket, I'm afraid I'll lose my phone in the guest booth, so can I store it with you first, When I'm done, I'll go get it from you."

Xi Tang nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll pretend for you."

It was almost time, and the two took their belongings and went out.

As soon as he got out of the hotel, Xi Tang suddenly became agitated.

"Wow, it's pretty cold today."

He turned his head to look at Qinghan beside him, and asked, "Aren't you cold because you wear so little?"

Qinghan's clothes looked quite warm, but they didn't block the wind at all. The armor on her body was made of PVC material.

Qing Han, who was frozen to tears as soon as he went out, nodded pitifully, "A little bit."

Xi Tang said: "Have you brought your coat? Put it on first, and then take it off when you enter the venue."

Qinghan said bitterly: "In order to take less things, I didn't bring them."

Xi Tang sighed: "Then you wait for me in the hotel lobby, I'll go back and get it."

Qinghan said: "I'll go with you."

Xi Tang looked at his equipment, "I'll go, it's not convenient for you to move with so many things."

Qinghan was touched and said: "You are so kind!"

After asking where Qing Han's clothes were kept, Xi Tang hurriedly took the elevator back.

When passing by a certain room, Xi Tang heard someone arguing from the half-hidden door.

Hearing the sound, it was a bit like the person who accidentally touched his water glass yesterday.

But that has nothing to do with me.

Xi Tang didn't stop for a moment, and continued running to his and Qing Han's room.

Swipe the card to enter the house, open Qinghan's box, and pull out a thick baseball shirt from the innermost layer.

Just as Xi Tang was about to close the suitcase and leave, he suddenly heard the buzzing sound of the phone vibrating.

He thought it was his cell phone or Qing Han's cell phone that was stored with him, but after touching it for a long time, he found that the vibration sound was not from him at all.

The buzzing sound continued, Xi Tang hugged his clothes and listened carefully for a while, and finally took out another mobile phone from the hidden pocket of Qing Han's suitcase.

It's just that as soon as I found the phone, the call was cut off.

Xi Tang didn't know why he brought two mobile phones, but someone called him and he heard it, so he should convey the message to him.

After turning on the phone, Xi Tang wanted to see the name of the person who called just now, but he didn't expect that the other party's phone didn't have a lock screen, and he entered the phone interface before the black screen when he pressed it.

Weibo is currently open on the screen, and the first content displayed is a person's black history of nine consecutive shots. The small picture only looks familiar, and the face is not very clear.

Out of curiosity, Xi Tang clicked on one of the pictures, and was surprised to find that the protagonist in the nine-shot series was actually the one who knocked down his glass yesterday.

Taking a closer look at the po owner who posted this Weibo, Xi Tang's nerves tensed up.

Because he discovered that the person who posted the picture was the owner of this phone, and the ID of the owner of the post was actually called "I'm not a black fan".

The author has something to say: Second update~

There should be double updates tomorrow, the first update at noon