Bright moon and clear wind

"What's the matter?" Mo Yuelang put down the towel and asked again.

Lu Fengqing suddenly came back to his senses from the picture of the beautiful boy coming out of the bath. He felt his cheeks burn badly, so he hurriedly said, "I'm here on behalf of the program group."

As soon as the words came out, Lu Fengqing wanted to bite his own tongue.How did he, a photographer of flying guests, become a member of the program crew?

Mo Yuelang didn't say anything, just moved to the back of the door, opened a gap, and motioned for Lu Fengqing to come in.

But how dare Lu Fengqing go in?

He stood in place like a needle in the sea, and said in a business-like manner: "Well, I wonder if you have time to show your face on the show tomorrow?"

Mo Yuelang said directly: "Come in and we'll talk."

"It's very simple." Lu Fengqing still stood still, "You see when it's convenient for you, book a place, Ji Zun..."

"I said come in." Mo Yuelang took a step forward, grabbed Lu Fengqing's wrist and pulled him into the room, then closed the door without leaving any room.

The weather in Milan in October is already a bit cold, there are no windows in the room, and after the door is closed, a closed space is formed.

Logically speaking, the size of the deluxe big bed room is not small, and there is plenty of space for activities, but for some reason, Lu Fengqing always feels short of breath, and doesn't know where to put his hands and feet.

In fact, it was not that Lu Fengqing stayed in the hotel with Mo Yuelang in the film and television city last time, but that was an unexpected situation, and both of them were caught off guard.

But this time in a romantic foreign country, Lu Fengqing took the initiative to come to Mo Yuelang's room in the middle of the night. Steamy.

"You, are you cold?" Lu Fengqing didn't dare to look at Mo Yuelang, his eyes flicked around, "Would you like to put on some clothes first?"

"No need." Mo Yuelang glanced at Lu Fengqing, probably noticing his shyness, and said mischievously, "I'm hot."

Lu Fengqing looked at the floor and didn't dare to say anything, for fear that Mo Yuelang would play some prank that he couldn't resist.

Fortunately, Mo Yuelang didn't tease him anymore, he sat down at the end of the bed, looked at the handbag in Lu Fengqing's hand and asked, "May I be a babysitter?"

"En." Lu Fengqing nodded, and sat down on the single sofa opposite the bed, "Are you busy with work tomorrow?"

"It's okay." Mo Yuelang lazily leaned back, propped his hands behind his back, and then...

He lifted his right leg over his left.

This is actually an extremely ordinary movement, but the key point is that Mo Yuelang's lower body is only wrapped with a towel, and after he lifts his right leg up, the inner thigh will inevitably be exposed.

Lu Fengqing happened to be sitting impartially opposite Mo Yuelang. He was honestly waiting for Mo Yuelang's next words, but in the end he enjoyed the scenery of Mo Yuelang's "skirt" without warning.

The tight muscle lines stretched from above the knee to the mysterious area, Lu Fengqing only saw a flashing shadow, and after the right leg was put in place, everything seemed to have never happened.

"I'm going to attend a big show in the morning, have dinner with my old club at noon, and in the afternoon..."

Mo Yuelang was leisurely talking about his arrangements for tomorrow, but Lu Fengqing didn't listen to a word, he concentrated on staring at Mo Yuelang's bath towel, in case Mo Yuelang's left leg was numb and wanted to change his leg, This way he can look away immediately.

"Lu Fengqing?" Mo Yuelang tilted his head and called out, obviously noticing Lu Fengqing's dazed and vigilant look.

"Ah?" Lu Fengqing came back to his senses, raised his gaze, and looked at Mo Yuelang.

"Want to watch it?" Mo Yuelang raised the corners of his mouth and said amusedly, "I can take the towel away."

"I didn't!" Lu Fengqing quickly denied it, with a anxious expression, for fear that Mo Yuelang would misunderstand him.

"Really?" Mo Yuelang obviously didn't believe it, and made a gesture to put down his right leg. Seeing this, Lu Fengqing quickly turned his head to the side. Compared with the reaction speed of a [-]-meter sprint, it was even worse.

"Haha." Mo Yuelang laughed outright, Lu Fengqing thought he heard it wrong, he turned around and found that Mo Yuelang was indeed laughing, and his beautiful abdominal muscles kept shrinking along with his smile.

Lu Fengqing suddenly became angry.

Such an international supermodel, the flower of Gaoling, usually pays attention to his image in front of others, but when he is in front of him, he is so impolite, and plays a prank from time to time, which makes him so happy.

Dare he be so easy to bully?

"Put on your clothes quickly." Lu Fengqing frowned, picked up a piece of clothing at hand and threw it on Mo Yuelang.

"I don't want to wear it." Mo Yuelang casually put the clothes aside, looking like "what can you do to me".

Lu Feng couldn't breathe, he walked to the bed, lifted the quilt beside Mo Yuelang, insisted: "Then cover it with the quilt."

He thought to himself that even if Mo Yuelang insisted on showing his upper body, he should at least cover his lower body tightly, so as not to deliberately expose his body again, which is what he wants to look like.

However, before Lu Fengqing could wrap Mo Yuelang around him, Mo Yuelang was already a step ahead of him, put his arms around his waist, lay back, and took advantage of his unsteady center of gravity to skillfully bring him into his arms .

Everything happened so fast, when Lu Fengqing came back to his senses, he was already lying on Mo Yuelang's naked chest.

He was stunned for a moment, trying to get up in a panic, but Mo Yuelang suddenly pressed his waist, which was already sensitive, causing him to tremble involuntarily in Mo Yuelang's arms.

This time Lu Fengqing panicked even more, he struggled and said, "Let me go."

Mo Yuelang snorted, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "If you move around again, something will happen."

Hearing this, Lu Fengqing was instantly honest and didn't dare to move anymore.His hands pressed nervously on Mo Yuelang's arms, for fear that these two arms would suddenly mess up.

Mo Yuelang looks very thin, but the muscles on his body are really not hydrated at all. The deltoid muscles on the shoulders and the biceps on the arms form a sexy arc, which makes Lu Fengqing feel hot in the palms of his hands.

"Tonight..." Mo Yuelang paused, "Why don't you go up."

"What?" Lu Fengqing suddenly supported Mo Yuelang's chest and rubbed his upper body, stared at him in disbelief and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"You don't want it?" Mo Yuelang looked straight at Lu Fengqing and asked.

"Who do you think I am?" Lu Fengqing broke free from Mo Yuelang's restraint, and retreated one meter away.

He thought that Mo Yuelang had misunderstood his intention of coming to this room in the middle of the night, and quickly explained: "I was really sent by the program team, there is no other meaning."

Mo Yuelang sat up slowly, with a helpless expression: "Got it."

Lu Fengqing didn't want Mo Yuelang to misunderstand him, so he added seriously: "I'm not a casual person."

Mo Yuelang twitched the corner of her mouth speechlessly: "So I'm a casual person."

"Uh, no." Lu Fengqing choked for a moment, "I shouldn't have come to your room at this time, it's normal for you to misunderstand me."

Mo Yuelang took a deep breath, and then let it out long, looking depressed.

"I'm sorry." Lu Fengqing didn't want such an accident to happen, he scratched the back of his neck and said, "It's fine if you don't want to participate, I'll go up and tell them."

After finishing speaking, Lu Fengqing turned around and walked towards the gate, but at this moment Mo Yuelang said suddenly: "Who said I don't want to participate?"

Lu Fengqing stopped, looked at Mo Yuelang in surprise and asked, "Do you want to participate? It's a variety show."

"En." Mo Yuelang responded lightly.

Lu Fengqing didn't expect Mo Yuelang to be so easy-going, he said carelessly: "The director even asked me on purpose, I should have known that he invited you directly."

Mo Yuelang let out a breath of temper, and said slowly: "It's because of you that I participated."

Lu Fengqing was slightly taken aback: "Huh?"

Mo Yuelang seemed to have deeply realized how stupid Lu Fengqing's head is, so he had to say bluntly: "If someone else invited me, I won't participate."

"Why?" Lu Fengqing looked at Mo Yuelang puzzled, still pondering the meaning of his words.

"What do you think I came to Milan for?" Mo Yuelang asked without answering.

"Work." Lu Fengqing replied honestly.

"I don't need to leave the show tomorrow, I'm just an audience." Mo Yuelang said.

"Oh." Lu Fengqing replied blankly, still not understanding what Mo Yuelang meant.

"Dining with my old club, I often come to Europe, so I can eat anytime." Mo Yuelang said again.

At this time, Lu Fengqing also started to feel strange, it seems that Mo Yuelang didn't come to Milan for work, so what exactly is he here for?

"A few days ago you sent me a message," Mo Yuelang suddenly changed the subject, "You said you were going to Milan on a business trip."

Lu Fengqing didn't know, so he nodded.

These days, besides sending photos to Mo Yuelang, he would occasionally talk about his work.Naturally, he would not miss such a novelty of coming to Europe.

"I haven't responded to your message because I know we will meet soon." Mo Yuelang said, "Otherwise, do you think I will keep ignoring you?"

"Aren't you angry with me..." Lu Fengqing muttered uncertainly.

"I came to Milan," Mo Yuelang exhaled slightly, then paused, "I came to accompany you."

Lu Fengqing tilted his head, stared at Mo Yuelang blankly, and it took him a while to realize the meaning of his words.

It turned out that Mo Yuelang didn't need to work when he came to Milan, but just because he knew he was coming, so he deliberately bought a ticket for the same day, upgraded him, and spent such boring time with him on the road.

And he didn't reply to the message, maybe there was an element of displeasure in it, but more, it might be because he wanted to give him a surprise.

Coming to this conclusion, Lu Fengqing didn't believe it immediately.

He felt that Mo Yuelang might be teasing him again, but at this moment, Mo Yuelang's face showed no sign of joking at all, obviously he was telling the truth.

In other words, Mo Yuelang came to Milan to accompany him.

Lu Fengqing stood there stupidly, looking at Mo Yuelang motionless, he always felt that something was different from before...