Bright moon and clear wind

The air in the room fell into a suffocating silence, Mo Yuelang put his hands on Lu Fengqing's shoulders, lowered his eyes and looked straight at Lu Fengqing without saying a word.

After a while, he took a few steps back, sat on the big bed behind him, and said slowly, "That person just now is not my fan."

Lu Fengqing didn't answer, but looked at Mo Yuelang with puzzled eyes.

If he wasn't a fan of Mo Yuelang, how could he be called not worthy of their brother?

Mo Yuelang continued: "That person is a high school student whom Song Ning hired from somewhere."

"Song Ning?" Lu Fengqing was slightly taken aback, "How do you know?"

"He has always wanted to meet me, but I ignored him." Mo Yuelang said, "Just now he called me and told me about it, saying that he couldn't help but wanted to hurt you, so let me see him."

Lu Fengqing was dumbfounded for a moment.

Song Ning's rank is really different. While looking for someone to deal with his rival in love, he also attributed it to "uncontrollable" and behaved like a victim.

He threatened Mo Yuelang, but the reason was that he couldn't help himself, and he perfectly excused himself. As Jiang Hui said, this person was terribly scheming.

"Then will you go to see him?" Lu Fengqing asked.

In fact, what happened to Mo Yuelang and Song Ning had nothing to do with Lu Fengqing, but he just didn't want Mo Yuelang to see Song Ning.

If Mo Yuelang compromised, wouldn't he become a tool man and be completely used by Song Ning?

"No." Mo Yuelang said two words without hesitation, as if facing Song Ning's threat, he didn't even bother to raise his eyebrows, "He is nothing to me."

Lu Fengqing breathed a sigh of relief, but asked worriedly: "Then he..."

"I will protect you." Mo Yuelang sat up straight, the disdain when he mentioned Song Ning just now disappeared in an instant, and he put on a serious expression, "It's my fault today."

Mo Yuelang's candid apology made Lu Fengqing somewhat at a loss.He really didn't blame Mo Yuelang, and since he knew that the boy was arranged by Song Ning, the pain in his heart has been relieved a lot.

He originally thought that the boy was a fan of Mo Yuelang, and from the perspective of being good for Mo Yuelang, he felt that a man like him was not qualified.

However, since all of this was Song Ning's arrangement, and the other party's intention was not to benefit Mo Yuelang, but to target him thoroughly, then there was no need for him to feel sad at all.

"I, I'm not angry either." Lu Fengqing said awkwardly, he was really not good at this kind of open hearted dialogue, even his cheeks were blushing unnaturally.

The air conditioner in the room was set at [-] degrees, Lu Fengqing didn't put on his shirt, his heart was filled with negative emotions just now, and he didn't have the heart to pay attention to the temperature.Now that all these emotions had dissipated, he felt a chill in his upper body belatedly, and he couldn't help rubbing his arms together.

Seeing him like this, Mo Yuelang took the initiative to go to the closet to find a bathrobe, and brought it in front of him.

"Thank you." Lu Fengqing whispered, raised his hand to take the bathrobe, but at this moment Mo Yuelang avoided his hand, holding the collar of the bathrobe with both hands, apparently to help him put it on.

Lu Fengqing's hand stopped in the air, he looked at Mo Yuelang in puzzlement and said, "I can wear it by myself."

Mo Yuelang didn't answer or move, the word "obedient" was written all over his face.

Lu Fengqing had no choice but to turn around, with his back to Mo Yuelang, obediently put his arms into the sleeves of the bathrobe.

After putting it on, he closed the left and right skirts, intending to continue to tie the belt of the bathrobe, but unexpectedly, Mo Yuelang's hands went directly under his ribs, pressed him into his arms, and then took the initiative to tie him up. belt.

"You..." Lu Fengqing struggled twice, but was hugged even tighter.His back was pressed against his strong chest, and Mo Yuelang's drooping head was next to his ear. The atmosphere was really ambiguous, and he twisted a couple of times uncomfortably, and an embarrassing thing happened.

The bath towel around her waist could not withstand the toss and slipped smoothly onto the carpet.

Lu Fengqing's body immediately froze in place, and Mo Yuelang, who was wearing his belt, also stopped what he was doing.

Now Lu Fengqing under the bathrobe is in a complete vacuum, if Mo Yuelang strips off his bathrobe, he won't even have a fig leaf left.

Judging from Mo Yuelang's stopped hand, it seemed that he was really hesitant to do this - otherwise he didn't need to stop at all.

"I'll do it myself." Lu Fengqing quickly snatched the belt from Mo Yuelang's hand, tied the bathrobe firmly, and then broke away from Mo Yuelang's hands.

Now Lu Fengqing is once again facing an embarrassing situation——

If he picked up the bath towel from the ground and put it on again, that would be too hypocritical. How could anyone deliberately wrap a bath towel inside after putting on the bathrobe?Besides, if he really wanted to wrap it up, he would have to pull up his bathrobe to wrap it up, so the chances of getting naked were not too high.

But if he doesn't wrap the bath towel around it, the little brother below will be chilly, and he won't feel safe at all, and the bathrobe is simply two pieces of cloth put together, and the strides will still be gone.

Lu Fengqing hesitated for a moment, he was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do. Finally, his brain twitched, he lifted the quilt and hid in.

He covered the quilt up to his chin, and stammered to explain: "I, I'm a little cold."

Mo Yuelang lowered his head and gave a low laugh, as if feeling helpless, he picked up the towel and put it on the chair, then walked slowly to the bed and sat down, looked at Lu Fengqing and said, "I won't eat you again."

Although he said so in his mouth, Mo Yuelang's eyes were not like that at all.There was obviously a hint of frivolity in the lazy eyes, as if the quilt was about to be lifted in the next second.

However, in fact, Mo Yuelang did blow up.

Lu Fengqing was taken aback, nervously rubbing his hands against the quilt and asking, "What are you doing?"

"So afraid of me?" Mo Yuelang raised his eyebrows, as if excited, he grabbed Lu Fengqing's arm with one hand, and pulled the quilt with the other hand, as if he wanted to completely lift the quilt, but Lu Fengqing put on a face that he would rather die than submit Struggling vigorously, Mo Yuelang didn't lift the quilt, but accidentally pulled down Lu Fengqing's sleeve, exposing most of his shoulders.

Lu Fengqing's chest felt cold, and he stared blankly at the half of his chest that was exposed, a certain pink spot was particularly alluring under half-covered.

"What are you doing?" Lu Fengqing angrily broke away from Mo Yuelang's hand, and pulled the bathrobe back on.

"Sorry." Mo Yuelang's Adam's apple slipped, "I want you to dry your hair, so as not to catch a cold."

Although the dirty things only splashed on Lu Fengqing's clothes and trousers, he still washed himself from head to toe.The air conditioner in the room made the back of his neck a little cold. He lifted the quilt with a flushed face, not knowing whether he was angry or embarrassed: "I'll blow it myself."

The hotel's hair dryer is fixed on the bathroom wall, Lu Fengqing came to the bathroom, but before he could take off the hair dryer, a tall and long-legged supermodel followed behind him, making the small space suddenly crowded.

Lu Fengqing looked back at Mo Yuelang with a puzzled expression on his face. Although he didn't speak, his eyes were full of "what are you going to do again".

Mo Yuelang went over Lu Fengqing's shoulder, took off the hair dryer, then pushed him to the sink, rubbed his head with the other hand and said, "I'll blow it for you."

"No need, I myself..." Before Lu Fengqing finished speaking, he was drowned in the sound of the hair dryer.

Sometimes Mo Yuelang is really domineering and doesn't give Lu Fengqing a chance to resist at all.

The slender fingers rubbed back and forth on the top of the head, scratching Lu Fengqing's heart itchy.He lowered his head to think about why Mo Yuelang helped him dress and dry his hair at the same time. After thinking for a long time, he could only come up with one conclusion: Mo Yuelang felt guilty towards him.

Although Mo Yuelang was not to blame for this incident, if he had to say it, it was indeed because of him.

Lu Fengqing has always loved cleanliness, even when he went to the toilet, he would pay attention not to get it on his body, let alone other people's dirty things.

Thinking about it this way, he felt a little more at ease and let Mo Yuelang serve him.

After the hair was half-dried, Mo Yuelang began to blow back Lu Fengqing's bangs. Lu Fengqing was not used to showing his entire forehead, so he raised his head and pressed down the raised bangs again.

After going back and forth several times, Mo Yuelang stopped the hair dryer impatiently, looked at Lu Fengqing in the mirror and said, "Troubleshooting?"

"I don't have it." Lu Fengqing blushed when Mo Yuelang stared at him, "My bangs are down."

"I know." Mo Yuelang pulled Lu Fengqing's bangs back again, "It looks good when the forehead is exposed."

"I don't want to show it." Lu Fengqing frowned and protested, "It's not pretty."

"Do you not believe my aesthetics?" Mo Yuelang asked uncomfortably.

"...Okay." Lu Fengqing gave up his resistance and let the international supermodel do the styling for him.

Mo Yuelang seemed to have a lot of experience in how to style his hair. He adjusted Lu Fengqing for a long time, and finally half of his bangs were drooped and half of his bangs were raised, revealing half of his smooth and full forehead, which really made Lu Fengqing look a bit more handsome.

Lu Fengqing was uncomfortable being scrutinized by the person in the mirror, and deliberately changed the subject: "My question just now..."

Mo Yuelang put the hair dryer back on the wall, and replied indifferently: "What's the problem?"

"It's about pretending to be your boyfriend..."

Lu Fengqing wanted to say that since the person targeting him was not a fan of Mo Yuelang, he didn't mind continuing to pretend.

But before he could finish speaking, Mo Yuelang interrupted him.

"You can't go back on your word, we've already made an official announcement." Mo Yuelang bent down slowly, put his hands on the sinks on both sides of Lu Fengqing, stared straight at the humanity in the mirror, and said, "You have to be responsible to me. "

Hearing this, Lu Fengqing was slightly taken aback, why did he feel like he was touched?

"How could I be responsible for you?" Lu Fengqing always felt that something was wrong. Mo Yuelang was the one who hugged him all the time. He had never done anything to take advantage of Mo Yuelang. Say it out of his mouth, as if he bullied this supermodel?

"So you don't want to be responsible?" Mo Yuelang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"No," Lu Fengqing reasoned honestly, "But I didn't take advantage of you, why should I be responsible?"

Mo Yuelang straightened up and folded his arms around his chest, pretending to be thinking, as if he felt that what Lu Fengqing said made sense.

After a long while, he turned over and leaned against the sink, then lifted up the hem of his clothes with his left hand, grabbed Lu Fengqing's hand with his right hand and pressed it on the attractive abdominal muscles, and said without changing expression: "You have taken the hem now!" .”

Lu Fengqing: "..." Is this person a hooligan?