Divorce, I'm a fake double [Entertainment]

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, and Lu Wanghe only felt a piercing pain when his spine collided with the decaying wooden railing, and then his body suddenly lost weight, leaving only the shocked and panicked faces of the workers on the attic who were not in a hurry .

"Teacher Xiaolu!"

"Call an ambulance!"

The urgent cries were messed up by the roaring wind, Lu Wanghe's mind went blank, he only knew that in this second or the next second, the back of his head would hit the ground.

The height of the third floor, with such a posture with the back facing the ground, it is estimated that there will be multiple fractures, serious injuries and coma.

Sure enough, the next moment, something hit his back heavily, but this thing was not the coldness of the stone ground, but warm like someone's embrace.

Lu Wanghe suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a pair of knuckle hands tightly wrapped around his waist, the blue tail ring on his little finger shone with a faint blue light in the sun, which made his heart throb for no reason. , almost covering up the rapid heartbeat of the falling building.

Immediately, there was a low-pitched muffled hum, and the two fell to the ground at the same time. His back was pressed tightly against Fu Jingmo's chest, and he didn't feel much pain.

But immediately turned upside down for a while, Fu Jingmo hugged him and rolled twice, the young man's meticulously groomed hair became messy with these two rolls, Lu Wanghe was still wearing a long-sleeved costume, and there was a moment of incongruity between the rolls. Knowing what was hooked, the two of them were pulled for an instant.

Lu Wanghe lay on the ground, his pupils narrowed slightly, and saw Fu Jingmo's handsome face gradually enlarged, and then something warm was printed on his lips.

At the moment of "噗", a string in my mind seemed to break.

It was just an accident... two big men kiss each other, it's nothing...

Lu Wanghe subconsciously turned his face to the side to avoid it, the warmth brushed against his chin, and he realized that what was imprinted on his lips just now was just Fu Jingmo's fingertips.

As for the young man pressing on him, his jade-colored face was tinged with a strange blush, and even the roots of his ears were so red that he almost bleeds, his phoenix eyes trembled a few times in a panic, making people inexplicably reminiscent of being robbed by bandits in ancient times. innocent boy.

In such a flustered situation just now, Fu Jingmo used his fingertips to block his lips in order not to kiss him...

If Fu Jingmo had been born in ancient times, for his beloved Bai Yueguang who was so unapproachable and beautiful, he would have received a chaste memorial archway, and all the neighbors would praise him.

Lu Wanghe stared at him blankly for a few moments, seeing that Fu Jingmo's ears were getting redder and redder, he couldn't help laughing for a moment, and almost couldn't suppress his low laugh.

"you……"

Fu Jingmo immediately moved his hand from Lu Wanghe's body to the ground, just now the soft touch of the boy's rose-colored thin lips was still on his fingertips, and his Adam's apple rolled quickly.

The jade-colored handsome face was flushed red, dodging Lu Wanghe's playful gaze, and said coldly, "What are you laughing at?"

The staff of the production crew on the attic in the distance had just fallen from Lu Wanghe's accidental fall, and Mr. Fu came back to his senses from the plot of the TV series in which the hero rescued the beauty, and immediately ran towards them down the stairs.

"Boss Fu, are you okay?"

"Is Teacher Xiaolu okay, is there any injury?"

Lu Wanghe tried to move his limbs, but was hugged by Fu Jingmo and fell to the ground, and rolled a few more times to reduce the impact. He didn't feel much pain, at most, he probably just suffered some skin trauma.

After he calmed down a bit, he actually thought of teasing Fu Jingmo.

The young man lowered his voice and chuckled: "I'm laughing, Mr. Fu blocked me with his hands and dared not kiss me, but now he is pressing on me and refuses to get up..."

"Lu Wanghe! Don't talk nonsense!" Fu Jingmo's eyes sank, he straightened up with his hands on the ground, and then stood up quickly.

Lu Wanghe sharply saw the blood flowing from Fu Jingmo's fingers, dripping down the young man's slender knuckles and blooming on the ground.

The young man quickly stood up and suppressed his smile: "Fu Jingmo, did your hand hurt?"

As soon as the words fell, several staff members had already rushed over.

"Boss Fu, are you injured? Let's send you to the hospital for an examination. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's because our production team didn't check well, which led to such an accident..."

Fu Jingmo raised his hand, glanced at his palm scratched by the stone ground, and frowned: "I'm fine, it's just a little scratch."

He lowered his hand, the palm was bloody and there was no pain, but the place where his fingertips touched Lu Wanghe's lips was scorching hot, and the heat flowed along the meridians in his hand to his heart.

The words changed as soon as he reached his mouth: "Send Lu Wanghe to the hospital for a checkup first, don't..."

He originally wanted to say "don't leave any hidden wounds".

Throat tightened, and the words continued slowly: "Don't delay the filming progress of the crew."

Lu Wanghe himself can live a good life in the crew, if he shows too much concern for him, he will cause trouble for the boy.

Several staff helped Lu Wanghe up, asked a few questions repeatedly, and then followed Fu Jingmo's instructions, and sent him to the crew's car.

"Boss Fu, why don't you take care of the wound on your hand? Why don't you go to the hospital with Mr. Lu?"

Fu Jingmo looked at the nervous expression on the assistant's face, and nodded slowly: "Okay."

After going to the hospital for an examination, with Fu Jingmo present, no one on the production team dared to be negligent, and a set of relevant and irrelevant examinations were done. Lu Wanghe looked at the report sheet he got, and there was nothing wrong with it except for a slight scratch.

On the contrary, Fu Jingmo had not only bruises on his hands, but also a slight bone dislocation between his wrists, so he had to stay in the hospital overnight.

As it should be, as the object of Mr. Fu's righteous help, Lu Wanghe became the person who accompanied Fu Jingmo to the hospital on behalf of the crew.

The young man entered the ward with a lunch box of chicken soup brought by Director Xu. Fu Jingmo was sitting on the edge of the bed talking to his assistant.

"Delay the meeting until tomorrow, just say—"

Fu Jingmo glanced at the straight eyebrows of Lu Wanghe who was holding the chicken soup, and remembered the sharp-tongued teasing of the young man when he fell to the ground in the afternoon.

Boss Fu narrowed his phoenix eyes, faced the assistant's puzzled gaze, and said leisurely: "Let's just say, I'm traveling with my wife in Hengdian, and I don't have time to come back for a meeting."

The assistant secretly slandered: This trip has all come to the hospital.

"Yes, Mr. Fu, I'm going to call Manager Xu to ask him to postpone the meeting."

Lu Wanghe watched the assistant go out, then stepped forward, opened the lunch box, and handed it to Fu Jingmo.

Glancing at his hand wrapped in gauze, thinking that Fu Jingmo's injury was for him, his heart softened, and he kindly suggested: "Boss Fu, why don't I..."

Zhenjie Liefu glanced at him vigilantly: "Put the lunch box aside."

Lu Wanghe did as he was told.

Fu Jingmo scooped up a spoonful of chicken soup with his left hand tremblingly.