Bright moon and clear wind

To be precise, the place where Lu Fengqing pressed his right hand was not the center of Mo Yuelang's abdominal muscles, but a little bit above the lower abdomen.

It's flat there, without any fat, Lu Fengqing, who is not close to beauty, can't help being shaken by the tight feeling, and didn't take it back immediately.

"Have you touched enough?" Mo Yuelang had already let go of Lu Fengqing's hand, leaned on the sink behind him, and looked at Lu Fengqing who was in a daze with amused expression, "If you want to touch..."

After a pause, he deliberately lowered his voice and said, "You can continue."

Lu Fengqing woke up suddenly, quickly took his hand back, he looked away dodgingly and said: "I didn't want to touch it."

Mo Yuelang smiled, but didn't answer, but his eyes seemed to have seen through Lu Fengqing.

Just when Lu Fengqing was too embarrassed, there was a knock on the door in the room, and it was Mo Yuelang's friend Lian Hao who brought over the clothes.

Mo Yuelang gave a brief introduction to the two of them. Lu Fengqing was fed up with being naked at any time. The moment he took the clothes, he didn't even have time to say hello to Lian Hao, so he closed the bathroom door and changed.

The conversation between Mo Yuelang and Lian Hao could be heard intermittently outside the bathroom. Lu Fengqing couldn't hear it clearly, but Lian Hao seemed to be teasing Mo Yuelang for "too much" and "torn clothes" .

He didn't think about himself, he came out of the bathroom after changing his clothes and pants, and said "thank you" to Lian Hao.

Lian Hao put away his joking expression in time, nodded to Lu Fengqing and said, "It's all right, it's a trivial matter."

At this time, Mo Yuelang suddenly got up and walked in front of Lu Fengqing, frowning and said to him: "You are wearing the wrong clothes."

"Ah?" Lu Fengqing looked down, it was a very ordinary navy blue short sleeve, he didn't seem to be wearing it backwards.

"The side with the pressure line is the front." Mo Yuelang said as he lifted Lu Fengqing's clothes, "raise your hands."

Lu Fengqing raised his hands obediently, but he quickly realized that Mo Yuelang was going to change his clothes, so he quickly pressed his hands down, grabbed the hem of the clothes and said, "I can change it myself."

"With me blocking it, he can't see it." Mo Yuelang said.

Mo Yuelang is taller than Lu Fengqing, and his shoulders are wider than Lu Fengqing. With him standing in front of Lu Fengqing, Lian Hao behind him is really invisible.

But is this a matter of invisibility?

"It's not good." Lu Fengqing said in embarrassment, "I'd better go inside and change."

"Are you shy?" Mo Yuelang tilted his head and looked at Lu Fengqing amusedly, "I've seen everything I need to see, what's there to be shy about?"

Lu Fengqing choked for a moment, but couldn't think of a reason to refute.

What Mo Yuelang said was right, his upper body had already been seen by Mo Yuelang, and there were no women in this room, so it was too hypocritical to go to the bathroom just to change into short sleeves.

Lu Fengqing honestly raised his hands, let Mo Yuelang take off his clothes, adjusted the front and back of the clothes for him, and put them on again.

After all this was done, Lu Fengqing realized something was wrong belatedly.

Even if he doesn't need to go to the bathroom to change it, but there's no need to ask Mo Yuelang to change it for him, right?He himself is not without hands.

"Okay." Mo Yuelang's voice interrupted Lu Fengqing's thoughts, he looked at the clothes on his body, only to see that the thread pressing part on this side was indeed carefully designed, and he didn't pay attention to it when he was wearing it just now.

"That," Lu Fengqing raised his head to look at Mo Yuelang, "Who shall I return this clothes to?"

"No need to return it." Mo Yuelang straightened Lu Fengqing's sleeves, "This is the clothes I designed, and I give them to you."

Lu Fengqing suddenly remembered that Jiang Hui had mentioned that Mo Yuelang founded her own brand, so it turned out that she even had ready-made clothes.

"How is it?" Mo Yuelang came behind Lu Fengqing, put his hands on his shoulders, and asked Lian Hao on the opposite side.

Lu Fengqing raised his head and glanced at Mo Yuelang behind him, always felt that he had become a showpiece to show off.

"Not bad." Lian Hao replied smoothly, obviously not distracted.

Mo Yuelang frowned slightly, and said unhappily, "It's just not bad?"

Lian Hao gave a "tsk", looked at Lu Fengqing from top to bottom for a while, and then said with a sincere face: "This little brother has a good foundation, fair skin, beautiful, and slender body. This suit is just like It’s just tailored for him, so it looks good in any way you wear it.”

Lu Fengqing couldn't help chuckling, how could Lian Hao say such an exaggeration?

But Mo Yuelang was quite satisfied with Lian Hao's answer, he tilted his head to look at Lu Fengqing's side face and said, "Do you like it?"

For a moment, Lu Fengqing didn't understand whether Mo Yuelang asked whether he liked the clothes or the string of rainbow farts, he just felt that Mo Yuelang's exhalation was right next to his ears, and he had already told Mo Yuelang that he was not allowed to talk to him like this , but Mo Yuelang just couldn't get rid of this bad habit.

"En." Lu Fengqing nodded, turned his face away slightly, so as not to be itchy again by Mo Yuelang.

"I can't stand you guys." Lian Hao stood up and rubbed his goosebumps on his arms, "I'm here to deliver clothes, not to eat dog food, OK? You guys want to keep making out, I'll get out of here first .”

Hearing this, Lu Fengqing quickly broke away from Mo Yuelang's hands and stood aside. After Lian Hao left, he asked Mo Yuelang strangely: "Did he misunderstand something?"

Mo Yuelang leaned on the desk and said nonchalantly, "He doesn't know what happened to you on the set."

Lu Fengqing didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

"He thought you had no clothes to wear." Mo Yuelang paused, "I did it too hard."

"...?" Lu Fengqing was still puzzled, "What did you do?"

Mo Yuelang pursed her lips, as if swallowing the words on her lips back into her stomach.But in the next second, he made a circle with his left hand, poked in with his right index finger, and replaced what he wanted to say with gestures.

Seeing this universal gesture, Lu Fengqing immediately understood the meaning of Mo Yuelang's words, and asked with a flushed face, "Why would he think so?"

"It's normal." Mo Yuelang shrugged innocently, "Because I'm already fierce."

Hearing such blunt words, Lu Fengqing froze for an instant, and looked at Mo Yuelang in disbelief.

In his mind, he could not help imagining the way Mo Yuelang's abdominal muscles contracted as he straightened his waist, and he swallowed unconsciously, but he didn't know that Mo Yuelang saw all his small movements .

"What are you thinking?" Mo Yuelang asked with his head tilted.

"No!" Lu Fengqing blinked unnaturally, "I didn't think about anything."

"Really." Mo Yuelang smiled, apparently not believing it, "Do you want to try?"

Lu Fengqing was stunned: "Try what?"

Mo Yuelang compared that gesture again.

"It just so happened to be a hotel, what kind of cover..."

"Mo Yuelang!" Lu Fengqing shouted out Mo Yuelang's name angrily, interrupting his dangerous speech.

"Angry?" Mo Yuelang showed a heartless smile, "I won't tease you anymore."

"Why do you always like to tease me?" Lu Fengqing went to the desk to sort out the camera and mobile phone with an unhappy face, "If you do this again, I will..."

Lu Fengqing didn't think about what would happen in the future, as if no matter what threats he uttered, he would treat Mo Yuelang with no pain.

"How?" Mo Yuelang seemed very interested in the second half of Lu Fengqing's sentence, and there was no reflection on his face.

Lu Fengqing put the phone in his pocket, hung the camera strap around his neck, and replied sullenly: "I won't cooperate with you to show affection."

"That won't work." Mo Yuelang was already leaning on the desk, and with a long hand, he took Lu Fengqinglou beside the desk into his arms, supported his waist with both hands, and said jokingly: "Don't even think about talking to me. Always in disarray."

"You come again..." Lu Fengqing supported Mo Yuelang's strong chest with both hands, and leaned back to avoid getting too close to Mo Yuelang, "Is it fun to tease me?"

"Well, it's fun." Mo Yuelang said with a smile, those gray-green eyes seem to have become green, "Do you know why I only tease you?"

Lu Fengqing stopped pushing and shoving, looked at Mo Yuelang curiously and said, "Why?"

"Because—" Mo Yuelang paused, and put away her indecent smile, "I just want to tease you."

Lu Fengqing frowned, pulled away Mo Yuelang's hand on his back, and said angrily, "You just think I'm easy to bully."

Mo Yuelang was silent for a short while, his expression seemed a little speechless: "No, I mean..."

"I've already packed it." Lu Fengqing didn't pay attention to what Mo Yuelang was saying, turned around and walked towards the door, "Let's go back."

After finishing speaking, Lu Fengqing opened the door and walked out, completely oblivious to the expression of Mo Yuelang who was behind him playing the piano.