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When Fang Yiran and Fang Mo walked into the backstage, Fang Yiran's fierce aura seemed to have not dissipated. The originally busy backstage was quiet until today's main show supermodel Elli came to hug Fang Yiran to celebrate, and the silence was broken , the models stepped forward to hug Fang Yiran one after another, and the backstage immediately burst into smiles.

"Fang, you are so amazing." Elli said to Fang Yiran in a bit blunt Chinese, but she could also say this sentence, and then changed to English, "Oh, you are so beautiful in this outfit~" As he spoke, he looked up and down.

"Thank you." Fang Yiran said with a smile, but he began to take off the accessories on his body. These are all priceless genuine goods, and they were put into the lockbox one by one and handed over to the company's custodian. Fang Yiran couldn't afford to pay the compensation.

Fang Yiran couldn't take off the dress for the time being, while dealing with the models and staff members who came up to congratulate him, he looked around, trying to find a dress to wear. God knows he was dying of cold, so he just wore it in winter For such a thin dress, he now admires those models very much. They wore thinner clothes than him, and they didn't shiver from the cold when they walked on the catwalk. You must know that this show is in the open air...

Just as Fang Yiran was thinking, when his body warmed up, a coat was draped over him, with a slightly warm body temperature. It was very comfortable to wear on his body. Fang Yiran turned his head in surprise, who is so considerate?

Fang Mo?It is obvious that Fang Mo just took off the coat on his body and put it on for him. The style of this coat is obviously the same as the one on Fang Mo's body.

Fang Mo tightened his coat tightly, then frowned and wrapped him into his arms, hugged him together with the coat, and grabbed his hand to warm him. Sure enough, Fang Yiran's hand was already cold.

Seeing Fang Mo's posture, the backstage staff who were talking to Fang Yiran were immediately extremely embarrassed, and said "I'll do my work first" and walked away.Regardless of the others, Fang Mo hugged Fang Yiran and sat down, with his back facing the wind direction to shield Fang Yiran from the wind, rubbing his hands to keep him warm.

Fang Yiran was not annoyed by being hugged like this in the crowd. Seeing Fang Mo's movements, he just froze for a moment, smiled and let Fang Mo rub his hands for him, even kicked off the high heels on his feet, and tucked his feet into the coat Nugget in Fang Mo's arms to keep warm.

The two of them were making intimate movements without anyone else, and the people who were packing up the equipment in the background just pretended not to see them, and let them be intimate in a small corner, only looking down at their own work, no one dared to order them anyway Fang Yiran works, not to mention the cold-faced bodyguard who follows Fang Yiran like a guard dog all day... Who knows whether Fang Mo is a model or a bodyguard, and he is inseparable from Fang Yiran.

Those people who are in the fashion circle are very clear anyway, even if they see what they shouldn’t see, they should not see it. That Fang Mo looks so good, although he is not popular yet, but he is supported by Fang, and he has capital and connections. Red is only a matter of time Things, the news about those big people is not something that small people should care about. Whether they are selling their ass or selling white fans, they have nothing to do with them. Even if it is used as gossip, at least it is definitely not now.

Only Zhou Yan had a stinky face, staring at Fang Mo's back as if he was going to burn two holes in him, and finally couldn't help but walk over, blocking the sight of others, and whispered viciously: "You At least stay calm, being photographed by those paparazzi reporters, this headline won’t run away.” Turning his face to Fang Mo, he said, “And you, don’t you want to be famous? Don't be scolded to death by your manager."

Zhou Yan glared at Fang Yiran who had put his hand into Fang Mo's clothes to warm up, and said, "Are you hurting him or helping him? People in our business are most afraid of being labeled like this. Fang Yiran Fang A great designer doesn't care about fame, but he's done."

Fang Yiran looked at Zhou Yan innocently, "How could this be a betrayal of lust?"

Zhou Yan simply gritted his teeth, "Who doesn't know your reputation as a man and woman, how dare you say that the story between you and him has been rumored a long time ago, and there are all kinds of versions." In fact, Zhou Yan himself didn't know that he What kind of brain twitch is it? This person in front of him can be said to be his rival in love. Why should he come to remind him that it is not best to be ruined.

Fang Yiran moved his body so that he could rest his head on Fang Mo's shoulder. His body finally warmed up and felt much more comfortable. Looking at Zhou Yan, he sighed and raised his hand in surrender, "Okay, okay, I understand. If it's true If there is any negative news, I will be responsible for it. By the way, I am very curious about what has been rumored about us."

Fang Yiran was gossiping about his scandal with Zhou Yan, and Fang Mo acted as if he hadn’t seen Zhou Yan at all. He put his arm around Fang Yiran’s waist for fear that he would fall, and rubbed his bare feet with the other hand, as if two people were talking about it. It's not like his reputation and future are the same at all, he just wholeheartedly helps Fang Yiran warm up.

Zhou Yan stared, dragged a stool from the side, and said: "What else can I have, just say that this mysterious model whose origin is unknown to the whole company does not know where you dug it out, and carries it with you like a baby."

Fang Yiran was still laughing at first, but after hearing Zhou Yan's first sentence, he felt something was wrong. Isn't Fang Mo the company's model?Even if it wasn't, it should have been invited by the company...Finally, I belatedly realized that something was wrong..."Wait, talk to him." Fang Yiran also pointed to Xia Mo, "I brought it here." ?”

"Isn't it?" Zhou Yan asked back, and gave Fang Yiran a blank look. He had already asked about this Fang Mo, and he didn't know this model from clothing to planning.

Fang Yiran was stunned for a while, looked at the silent Fang Mo, then looked at Zhou Yan, who is not talking nonsense, and changed the subject, "Cough, I should go, you are tired too, go back and rest early. "

Fang Yiran stood up from Fang Mo's arms, wrapped his coat tightly, and climbed into the car that had been waiting for him. Fang Mo climbed up, and Fang Yiran didn't make a sound, letting him follow.

Fang Yiran began to recall the various appearances of Fang Mo. He appeared suddenly on the plane. Now that I think about it, he seems to have never said that he is a model...just because of his appearance and height, I thought he was a model, and in that cabin They are basically people from their company, and he took it for granted that Fang Mo was also there, so he blamed Fang Mo for following him as if it was a matter of course.

No wonder he clearly arranged for him to share a room with Fang Mo, but it turned out to be a single room. Fang Yiran rubbed his forehead, the company didn't make a mistake about the room, and he didn't make a mistake about the room, but Fang Mo wasn't from their company at all!Whether he is called Fang Mo is a question...Fang Yiran rubbed his temples, thinking that he had slept in the same bed with a stranger for so many days...Although Fang Yiran was not afraid of Fang Mo's malicious intentions, but Such a mindless thing, really... Speechless.

But what is the meaning of Fang Mo's mysterious appearance and following him like this?Could it be...he sent him to protect himself?It doesn't really look like it, if someone is really sent to protect him, he will definitely inform himself. Fang Yiran turned his head and looked at Fang Mo who was still sitting quietly beside him, a bit confused about what was going on now.