Bright moon and clear wind

Lu Fengqing was extremely shocked at first, and after the shock, his whole body turned cold.

The security guard who chased after him pulled the boy who threw the water balloon out of the set. Mo Yuelang followed a few steps angrily, as if he wanted to arrest him, but at this time there were already many people gathered around, and he seemed to think again He couldn't leave Lu Fengqing here alone, so he fell back, took Lu Fengqing's hand, and said in a deep voice, "Follow me."

Lu Fengqing followed Mo Yuelang to the side of the car with a gray complexion, Mo Yuelang opened the door of the passenger seat and said to him, "Get in the car."

Lu Fengqing didn't move, he took a breath slowly, and squeezed out a few words: "I'm dirty."

"Get in the car!" Mo Yuelang growled, grabbed Lu Fengqing's arm, and pushed him into the car involuntarily.

Lu Fengqing sat motionless, feeling uncomfortable and terribly wronged, he was already like this, why Mo Yuelang was still so fierce to him?

After getting into the car, Mo Yuelang leaned over to fasten Lu Fengqing's seat belt, and then took him to a hotel next to the film and television city without saying a word.

After opening the room and going upstairs, Mo Yuelang took Lu Fengqing to the bathroom of the hotel room almost without a pause, until then the expression on his face eased a little.He said to Lu Fengqing: "You take a shower first, I will deal with this matter."

Lu Fengqing nodded without expression, and after Mo Yuelang went out, he took off his clothes slowly, as if he was struggling to even raise his hand.

The hot water at a moderate temperature did not relieve Lu Fengqing's discomfort. Although he didn't suffer any trauma on his body, his heart felt worse than being pricked by a needle.

The male fan's words kept lingering in his ears, making him feel dizzy like a spell.

"Where did you come from, you are not worthy of our brother!"

Yes, he also knew that he was not worthy, but when he said it from others, especially from fans who loved Mo Yuelang, why was it so uncomfortable?

He did not deny that he did have a little fantasy about Mo Yuelang, but only a little bit, nothing more.If one day is divided into countless segments, then his unrealistic fantasies are only five seconds at most, which is almost negligible.

However, these five seconds seemed to have committed a great crime, so that he suffered such a thing.

He felt sad in his heart, not because he was hated by others, but because he thoroughly recognized the reality. He was just an ordinary person, and there was an insurmountable gap between him and a truly outstanding person.

Lu Fengqing washed in the bathroom for a long time, until the skin all over his body was sore from rubbing, he slowly turned off the hot water.There was no change of clothes in the hotel, so he had to wrap the towel around his lower body.

Mo Yuelang's voice on the phone could be faintly heard outside the bathroom. It was high and sometimes low, and the content could not be heard clearly, but from Mo Yuelang's tone, he should be very angry.

Lu Fengqing didn't want to go out, as soon as he went out, he had to face Mo Yuelang and what happened just now, but now he felt that he was struggling even to speak.

It would be great if he could teleport this skill, so that he can bypass Mo Yuelang, go back to his small room, lock the door tightly, and digest the pain in his heart.

Mo Yuelang seemed to have noticed that the sound of running water in the bathroom had stopped, so he hung up the phone and went to the door, knocked on the door and asked, "Is the wash done?"

Lu Fengqing didn't make a sound, and turned into an ostrich with its head buried in the sand again.He didn't want to talk to Mo Yuelang, he just wanted to be alone.

However, as one wished, the bathroom door was opened, Mo Yuelang walked to the sink, looked at Lu Feng's flushed body, frowned and asked, "Are you okay?"

Lu Fengqing silently turned his head to the other side, not wanting to answer.

Mo Yuelang exhaled helplessly, raised Lu Fengqing's wrist, gently stroked the bloodshot skin, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

How could it not hurt? The skin was almost washed off.

Lu Fengqing withdrew his wrist, and replied coldly: "It doesn't hurt."

Mo Yuelang didn't speak anymore, his eyes swept over every inch of Lu Fengqing's skin, his eyes gradually became darker.

Lu Fengqing's skin is very white, like a spotless canvas, but after being rubbed red, it becomes an abstract painting of red and white, inexplicably revealing a erotic color.

He looked a little uncomfortable, moved away from the bathroom, and whispered, "I have no clothes to wear."

Mo Yuelang came out after Lu Fengqing, and at the same time took out his mobile phone and made a call.Lu Fengqing heard that he asked someone to bring a set of clothes, and then he didn't know what to say, he glanced at Lu Fengqing's lower body, and gave an M size.

Lu Fengqing's clothes and trousers can't be worn anymore, and the same goes for the infiltrated underwear.

He realized that Mo Yuelang was reporting his size, and he felt even more uncomfortable, so he turned his back and walked to the desk, picked up the camera to check.

Fortunately, the camera was hanging on his chest, so he was not hurt, and the mobile phone was in the trouser pocket on the other side, and he was also spared.This should be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

In fact, you can tell if there is anything wrong with the camera, but after Lu Fengqing confirmed that the camera was fine, he still didn't put the camera down, and just flipped through the photos in the camera blankly.

He wanted to find something for himself to avoid facing Mo Yuelang again.

Lu Fengqing is always not very good at dealing with emergencies like this, he prefers to stay alone and digest his emotions slowly.Now that there was another person in the room, it made him feel uncomfortable.

He knew that his complexion must be very bad, no one can take it calmly after encountering such a thing.

"I called a friend to bring clothes over." Mo Yuelang came to Lu Fengqing's side, looked at him and said, "He may come here for half an hour."

Lu Fengqing didn't respond, still buried his head, pressing the camera button mechanically.

Mo Yuelang frowned, took the camera from Lu Fengqing's hand and put it aside, then turned his shoulders to make him face her.He lowered his head slightly and asked softly, "Are you angry with me?"

Lu Fengqing had never heard Mo Yuelang speak in such a tone.It seems to be probing, and it seems to be coaxing people, even with a hint of caution.

He didn't raise his head, his empty eyes fell on Mo Yuelang's chest, and he shook his head in this posture.

He was not angry with Mo Yuelang, nor even with that boy, it was he who shouldn't have occupied a position that didn't belong to him.He felt a kind of powerlessness that went deep into the bone marrow, as if he had fallen into the vast and endless sea, and there was another hand pulling him to sink continuously.

"Then why ignore me?" Mo Yuelang asked.

Lu Fengqing took a deep breath slowly, and finally raised his head to look at Mo Yuelang.

The faces of the two were obviously very close, and Mo Yuelang's eyebrows and eyes were clearly reflected in Lu Fengqing's eyes, but they seemed so far away.

Sure enough, a man with 100 points of appearance cannot be touched, even if it is fake.

Lu Fengqing pursed his lips, and asked dryly, "Can I... stop pretending to be your boyfriend?"