How can a good male god bite people

Airport, international flight exit.

People pushing large and small boxes came out of the exit one after another, either walking alone in silence, or warmly embracing those who came to welcome them.The people who picked up the plane almost all stretched their necks and looked around, and the signs in their hands were raised higher and higher, for fear that others would not see the words on them.

Among the crowd who picked up the plane, there was a man who looked calm and even a little out of tune with others.

He has a slender figure, phoenix eyes and a cold face, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses add a bit of faint sharpness.He stood tall and straight, and a casual suit set off his back and long legs just right.The little girl who was picking someone up next to him glanced at him inadvertently... and couldn't help but keep peeking.

Maybe the man noticed it, maybe he didn't notice it, anyway, he didn't care about the eyes that kept drifting from the side.He held a piece of white paper with one hand, with three words written on it with a black marker.

——"Lu Yongle".

His eyes lingered among the crowd coming out of the exit, and he glanced at the photos on his phone from time to time to compare the appearance and figure of the people.He has a pair of sharp eyes, and wherever he looks, he can quickly tell whether the other party is the person he is looking for.

Under the cold face that made the little girl look back frequently, it was actually the man's vicious inner evaluation: This one is too short, no.This is too ugly, no.Plastic surgery ghost, no.stubby legs, not...

The man was about to look at the photos on his phone again when a call came in suddenly.

He picked it up, coping with the chatter on the other end of the phone: "Master?...Yes, I'm at the airport, and I haven't received it yet...Don't worry, I will receive it safely and deliver it safely...tomorrow? It's arranged, in the morning Go to the company to sign a contract, and meet Director Xiao for an interview in the afternoon...don't worry, you won't lose your reputation as a gold medal manager..."

The man obviously had a cold expression and voice, but he had to be patient with the person on the other end of the phone.After talking about a lot of things that seemed to be arranged in his opinion, the other party finally hung up the phone.

The call interface automatically exited, and the photo appeared on the phone again.The man stared at it for a few seconds, carefully wrote down the appearance of the person in the photo, raised his head again... and saw the young man walking towards him.

A few thoughts quickly flashed through the man's mind: height, very good.Slender limbs, qualified.The face... so beautiful!

In just a few seconds, the young man carrying a bag and a suitcase walked up to the man with his long legs.Looking at him from a distance, he seems to have a straight back, and he walks vigorously; but when he looks closely, he realizes that his face is truly the only one favored by heaven.Orthodox thick eyebrows, big eyes, high nose bridge, diamond-shaped lips, thin but not pointed face, it is the most photogenic little face.Especially the slightly raised corners of the eyes make these peach blossom eyes more captivating.Looking into his eyes, the black pupils reflected light, as if he could see the stars in the summer night from inside.

The man looked at the young man, saw his peach eyes slightly curved, and smiled to himself: "Are you Fu Zhen?"

Fu Zhen thinks he has seen countless bewitching handsome men and beautiful women, but it is undeniable that this one in front of him still makes him dizzy.The man collected himself and nodded: "You are... Lu Yongle?"

"Yes! Hello!" Lu Yongle let go of the suitcase and opened his hands as he said that. The oversized sweatshirt made him look like a lively and lovely boy.He seemed to see a friend he hadn't seen for a long time, and he rushed towards Fu Zhen, hugging him tightly with both arms: "I will ask you to teach me more in the future, manager!"

The first time we met, Fu Zhen was completely dazed by his hug for a few seconds.So much so that when the young man finished his arms and retreated, he hadn't reacted yet.On the contrary, Lu Yongle turned back and pulled his own suitcase, looked into the man's eyes, and asked, "Where are we going now?"

Fu Zhen came back to his senses, only to realize that the other party grew up abroad, so his enthusiasm should be influenced by the foreign atmosphere.He rubbed his thumb and index finger involuntarily, but he always felt that the hug just now carried a fragrance of shower gel.

After the thought flashed by, Fu Zhen denied it himself.The international flight is more than ten hours, if there is still a fragrance of shower gel, it will be a hell.

"I'll take you directly to the house I rented for you." Fu Zhen had a lot of mental activities, and the expression and words on his face were still very calm, "Let's rest today..."

"Excuse me, are you an artist?"

A female voice came in, it turned out to be the little girl who had been "peeping" Fu Zhen just now.She was just looking at Fu Zhen quietly, but when Lu Yongle appeared, she immediately felt "hit".So good-looking, nine out of ten people are from the entertainment industry!

The little girl had already received someone to leave, but after much deliberation, she was really unwilling to leave like this, so she decided to come over and ask for an autograph.It would be even better if there are photos!

Such a good-looking little brother, the next time I want to see it, I'm afraid it will only be on TV.

"I'm not." Fu Zhen reacted quickly, and naturally took off Lu Yongle's backpack, and pushed the young man behind him, "This is my family's artist who is about to debut, Lu Yongle, please support me."

Lu Yongle was not stage-frightened at all. After being pushed lightly, he stood up with strength and smiled at the little girl, "Hi, I'm Lu Yongle, are you also here to pick up the plane?"

Seeing his peach blossom eyes, the little girl was so nervous that she vented all the courage she mustered before, and she couldn't speak clearly: "Uh, yes... no, I mean, I'm not here to pick you up." Yes, but...then what, I, I..."

"Don't be nervous." Lu Yongle looked at her intently, with a smile in his eyes, "Speak slowly, what's the matter?"

There will always be a kind of affection in the focused eyes. The little girl is looked at like this, and she is almost taken away by those peach blossom eyes.She was in a trance for a while before she recovered her voice: "I, I want your autograph, and... can I take a photo..."

Lu Yongle subconsciously wanted to answer "yes", but he suppressed the words and looked back at Fu Zhen.

Fu Zhen didn't expect him to be so conscious. He looked at the young man and nodded: "Yes."

So Lu Yongle turned his head back again, looked at the little girl and said, "Yes! But my handwriting may not be very good-looking, so don't dislike it!"

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it." The girl took out a small notebook and a pen from her carry-on bag, and handed it to Lu Yongle, "I'm sorry, I only have this one. Next time I will bring a signed copy to pick you up from the plane!"

Lu Yongle wrote down his Chinese name properly, added an English name, and handed the pen and paper back to her.The girl put away her things, picked up her phone and switched to the front mirror, ready to take a selfie.

"Shall I help you? You look back, your face looks pretty small." Lu Yongle took the phone, raised it to a bird's-eye view, and after confirming that both of them were in the mirror, he pressed three photos in a row, "Okay."

The girl took the mobile phone he handed back, and was so nervous that she bowed to express her gratitude: "Thank you, thank you, take a good look, I will definitely support you."

Lu Yongle happily bowed to her: "You're welcome, thank you for liking me."

Fu Zhen came up: "Do you want to post the photos online?"

"No, no, can't you post it?" Fu Zhen looked too serious, the little girl was taken aback and stuttered temporarily, "Then I will definitely not post it!"

"It's okay, you can post it." Fu Zhen took out the paper with "Lu Yongle" written on it, and turned it to the back, "Write me your social platform account?"

The little girl faintly felt it, but she wrote it anyway, it shouldn't be too bad anyway.

After all this was done, the two sides finally said goodbye, and Lu Yongle dragged the box behind Fu Zhen.He originally wanted to take back his backpack, but Fu Zhen didn't intend to return it to him, so he carried it all the way to the parking lot.

Put the luggage, get on the car, the silver car drove out of the airport, and got on the airport expressway.

[The author has something to say: Happy Singles' Day! ! !The third update of the new article!It's an update now!Meh!