It's not your turn to break up

The next day, Jing Mo and Wang Zhongqiu went to the reserved place early, and they sat together waiting for Zhu Tianhe and Zhao Ke.

Wang Zhongqiu scrolled through Weibo boredly, Jing Mo poured boiling water to help him wash the cup and tableware in front of him, and glanced at Wang Zhongqiu's phone screen from time to time, just like a parent who catches his child to play games.

Maybe it was because he saw Weibo that scolded him again, so he rolled his eyes and said, "I'm thirsty."

Jing Mo picked up the water glass in front of him and handed it to him, Wang Zhongqiu glanced sideways, but didn't answer it.Jing Mo had no choice but to bring it to his mouth, and he took two sips from Jing Mo's hand, then stepped back, and Jing Mo silently put down the water glass.

The two waited for a while, Zhu Tianhe and Zhao Ke hadn't arrived yet, Jing Mo kept tapping his finger on the table, this is his habitual little gesture when he is impatient, others may not know it, but Wang Zhongqiu knows it at a glance.He glanced at the hand that kept knocking on the table, said nothing, and continued to play with his mobile phone.

Jing Mo said: "Why haven't you arrived yet, do you want to call and ask?"

"What are you in a hurry for?" Wang Zhongqiu focused on looking at the phone, "Maybe he is driving a car, isn't it a distraction to make a phone call right now? What if something goes wrong? Wait a minute, what's wrong? Are you in a hurry?"

Jing Mo: ...

Didn't I just ask casually, what about you, humble me.

Zhu Tianhe finally came, and Zhao Ke followed behind him, he was so small that he was almost invisible when he was blocked by his body.

Wang Zhongqiu and Jing Mo stood up to greet them, seeing that Jing Mo was also there, Zhu Tianhe didn't have much reaction, the surprised expression was fleeting, but Zhao Ke couldn't let go, he was afraid to speak .

Wang Zhongqiu accepted it generously, "This is my boyfriend Jing Mo," he smiled and said, "I should know everyone, no one doesn't know him." There was a little pride in his joking tone.

Zhu Tianhe reached out his hand first, "Jiu Yang, Zhu Tianhe, Xiaoqiu's good friend."

"Hello, Jing Mo." Jing Mo was indifferent and distant, reaching out his hand and shaking him moderately.

Who are you going to show your face to when you’re here? Zhu Tianhe wanted to laugh a little. Jing Mo looked at him with hostility in his eyes, but he couldn’t detect it.

"This is Xiao Ke, Zhao Ke." Seeing that Zhao Ke was nervous, Wang Zhongqiu put his arms around his shoulder to comfort him.

Jing Mo frowned, and looked dissatisfied at Zhao Ke's obtrusive hand on his shoulder.

Follow Wang Zhongqiu's name and call him, "Xiao Ke, hello, I have heard your song, it is very well written."

"Ah, really?" Zhao Ke became even more nervous when he said this, "Thank you, Mr. Jing, I am also your fan."

"Why are you so polite?" Wang Zhongqiu glared, "There is no outsider, so what is the teacher called? Just call him Brother Jing."

"Ah, is it okay? Not too good." Zhao Ke blushed.

"What's wrong with that? What are you afraid of him doing? He's just an ordinary person."

What an ordinary person, an ordinary actor who has millions of fans at a young age.

As soon as Wang Zhongqiu sat down, he warmly greeted the reserved Zhao Ke and ordered what he wanted.

"Brother Zhu, what do you want to eat?"

"Ah? I can do anything, and I'm not picky about food. You can order whatever you like." Zhu Tianhe casually drank boiled water.

"Tch, now I'm saying I'm not picky about my food. Last time I didn't order your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, who made a fuss for a long time."

Zhu Tianhe didn't refute, just laughed while holding the water glass.

Jing Mo quietly observed Zhu Tianhe's expression, seeing him smiling made him feel uncomfortable.He waited expectantly for Wang Zhongqiu to order some of his favorite dishes.

Who knew that after Wang Zhongqiu asked those two people, he handed him the menu, "Honey, you can order what you like too."

You don't know what I like, Jing Mo is so angry that he wants to hit the wall, you know what the two of them like, but now you want to ask your dear husband what he likes, don't you know what he likes, huh?You just piss me off.

Be calm and calm, you can't let that proud person look down on you, he thought calmly.

"Baby, just order what you like, I like whatever you like." Even though ten thousand grass mud horses flew in his heart, Jing Mo still had a smile on his mouth.

Wang Zhongqiu looked at him with an expression of 'I believe you are a ghost', Jing Mo coughed unnaturally, and replied with his eyes, be honest.

For a meal, except for Wang Zhongqiu, who felt at ease, the others all had their own ulterior motives. With Jing Mo around, Zhao Ke couldn't let go of it.

Wang Zhongqiu accidentally turned too far, knocked the tableware in front of his table to the ground, and part of the food landed on him. Wang Zhongqiu was startled, and subconsciously wanted to stand up and clean up the mess.

Zhu Tianhe had to help him out of habit to prevent him from stepping on the debris.With his hand stretched halfway, Jing Mo had already grabbed his leg with both hands, preventing him from stepping on the ground.

There was someone else present, Jing Mo bent down and grabbed his leg again, this posture was really ambiguous, Wang Zhongqiu felt embarrassed and wanted to break his hand away.

"do not move."

Jing Mo, who was half squatting, lowered his body, put his feet still wearing shoes on his body, took out a few paper towels, and wiped off the food stained on his body.

It's so dirty, Wang Zhongqiu can't see Jing Mo like this, he twists left and right uncomfortably.

"Get up, I'll wipe it myself." He went to push Jing Mo, but he couldn't.

"Sit down." Jing Mo reprimanded in a low voice.

Wang Zhongqiu didn't dare to move anymore.

The four of them are public figures, in order to avoid unnecessary troubles, they didn't leave the waiter to serve, and didn't ask the waiter to come in. Zhu Tianhe bent down silently to pick up the debris on the ground.

Zhao Ke was stunned, and stared blankly at his favorite film star squatting, hugging his boyfriend's feet in his arms and wiping the dirt off his body.

No, didn't the Internet say that his brother Qiu is close to Jing Mo, and Jing Mo doesn't love his brother Qiu?

Although they are quite familiar with each other, Brother Qiu hasn't mentioned Jing Mo much, and they haven't asked about it, and now it seems that the news with nose and eyes on the Internet can't be trusted.

Wang Zhongqiu had no tableware, he wanted to go out and get a set by himself, but Jing Mo said don't bother, so he gave Wang Zhongqiu the small bowl he used, and used the plates himself.Wang Zhongqiu used it directly, and Zhao Ke was surprised again.

This is how much tolerance you have for a lover, you can use the tableware that the other party has used that is stained with food, not to mention letting him use someone else's, it is letting someone else use his, he imagined it for no reason, and shivered , I feel that I can't accept it.

Wang Zhongqiu and Zhao Ke whispered their ears from time to time, Zhu Tianhe turned to Jing Mo, "Jing Yingdi is very busy, why are you free today?"

"No." Jing Mo took a sip of water and said slowly, "It's okay."

Zhu Tianhe blinked, "Really? Then why did I always see Xiaoqiu alone before, and never saw you?"

"At home, others can't see it." Jing Mo grinned, "We've drawn the curtains."

Zhu Tianhe said that he would accompany Xiaoqiu less, and Jing Mo said that we are intimate at home every day and want you to see?

They spoke obscure words that only the two of them could understand. Neither Wang Zhongqiu nor Zhao Ke knew how much mystery was hidden in the seemingly harmonious meal.

From the moment Jing Mo wanted to follow, it was destined to be more than just an ordinary meal, Jing Mo knew it, and Zhu Tianhe knew it too.

Zhao Ke quietly pulled Wang Zhongqiu's sleeve, Wang Zhongqiu turned his ear, only to hear Zhao Ke whispered to Wang Zhongqiu: "Can I take a photo with Mr. Jing, I'm his brainless fan."

Wang Zhongqiu burst out laughing.Jing Mo's gaze shifted to the two of them, and what caught his eye was that Zhao Ke and Wang Zhongqiu were very close, their hair tips were even close to each other, intimate, and Wang Zhongqiu's smile was like a flower.Jing Mo frowned, forcing himself to look away.

After more than ten seconds, I still couldn't help but look at those two people, but my eyes met with Wang Zhongqiu's, his baby was also looking at him, Xiaoqiu saw him snickering, just this smile, Jing Mo's long-lost heart Bang bang jump.

Wang Zhongqiu sneaked a look at Jing Mo with a sneaky smile, then turned his head and leaned into Zhao Ke's ear and said, "Go and tell him yourself, tell me what to do?"

Zhao Ke whispered, "I'm afraid."

Wang Zhongqiu stopped teasing him, and said bitterly, "He doesn't eat people, what are you afraid of him doing?"

"Hey." Wang Zhongqiu raised his chin and gestured towards Jing Mo.

"Ok?"

"Your stupid fan wants to take a photo with you, do you agree or not?"

"Oh?" Jing Mo knew who it was, but still asked, "Which one is my fan?"

Zhu Tianhe smiled and said, "It can't be me."

"Why can't it be you," Jing Mo stared at him, with a faint smile, "Don't tell me you hate me?"

"I'm not your fan, I'm Xiaoqiu's fan." Zhu Tianhe didn't say he hated him, but he just wanted to make things difficult for him.

Hearing what he said, Jing Mo couldn't hold back his smile, Zhu Tianhe was happy instead.

"Really?" Wang Zhongqiu immediately joined in the fun, looked at Zhu Tianhe and said, "I don't believe it."

"Are you stupid?" Zhu Tianhe patted his head and said, "If you believe it, you will have it, if you don't believe it, you will not."

Jing Mo's face turned darker.

Jing Mo got up and stood next to Zhao Ke, Wang Zhongqiu took Zhao Ke's phone to take pictures of them.

Zhao Ke stood stiffly, not knowing where to put his hands.Seeing Jing Mo holding Zhao Ke's waist from the front, in fact Zhao Ke didn't feel stopped.

Wang Zhongqiu shushed him, "So what if you hug him."

Jing Mo smiled and ignored him.

Zhao Ke said shyly, "Can I post on Weibo?"

"Remember to post the picture for me." Jing Mo was humorous once in a while.

Zhao Ke quickly waved his hand, "No, no, Brother Jing, you are so imposing, why do you need a p-picture?"

Wang Zhongqiu glared at him, "What do you mean, I just need p, don't you? Last time we took a picture, you took an hour to post it. Who do you look down upon?"

Zhao Ke said helplessly, "Brother Qiu, I really didn't post it so late because I was in a P-picture. It was my mobile phone that broke and I bought another mobile phone to post it. Well, that's it."

Wang Zhongqiu: "I believe you are a ghost."

"Huh? Did I get confused so soon, and no one took pictures with me?" Zhu Tianhe leaned back in his chair, hugged his shoulders, and looked at them leisurely.

"Ah," Wang Zhongqiu laughed, "I'm afraid there are people who have to pay for it."

Zhu Tianhe smiled: "Then I'll post one hundred thousand, is there anyone?"

"Me, me, me," Wang Zhongqiu raised his hands high, for fear that people would not see him, and for fear that people would rob him, "Brother Zhu, I'm your brainless fan, please help me."