Divorce, I'm a fake double [Entertainment]

Lu Wanghe struggled slightly, wondering why his back was covered with warmth.

But as the comfortable temperature spread through the fabric to his spine little by little, and then all the way to his limbs, the cobweb-like thing that had been tightly wrapping him seemed to suddenly loosen.

The young man muttered a few times in doubt and satisfaction, put his face on his arms, curled up slightly and remained silent for a while.However, the endless snow-white bed in the dream was still invisible, and the boyfriend who was waiting for him to have breakfast beside the bed was nowhere to be seen.

Lu Wanghe hesitated for a moment, then turned around resolutely, and prepared to run in another direction with enough horsepower.

Just as Fu Jingmo confirmed that the person in his arms was settled down, he closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly felt that Lu Wanghe began to move dishonestly again. He first kicked his legs twice, then turned around suddenly, and plunged into his arms inside.

The boy just took a bath before going to bed, and he still had the faint milky fragrance of shower gel on his body. His fair complexion was as bright as the moon in the dim light of the room, and his short black hair was softly laid on his forehead. He was quiet and beautiful, making him He couldn't help but breathe lightly, for fear of disturbing him.

Suddenly being hugged by the little boyfriend, Fu Jingmo froze, his hands hanging in the air, he couldn't hold it for a while, and he didn't do it if he didn't.

The young man's long and narrow brown phoenix eyes were slightly fixed, and there was a glimmer of gloomy and at a loss.

Originally, it was nothing to hug her boyfriend like this. After all, they had already established a relationship, and they kissed each other in the afternoon, so hugging like this was really nothing.

But once the location of the hug is changed to the bed, there seems to be some unspeakable taboos and ambiguities, not to mention that Lu Wanghe's sleeping appearance is not very honest, from time to time he moves his head and rubs his cheeks against his neck, or Kick and touch his knee.

The boy was like a small stove, and it didn't take long for him to scald him.

Fu Jingmo controlled his breathing, slowly tightened his arms, and held Lu Wanghe in his arms.

He lowered his eyes and quietly looked at the peaceful sleeping face of the boy in his arms. The body temperature of the two gradually blended together as time went by, and the sound of breathing became heavier and heavier. , gently and pervasively sprinkled on the boy's face.

It wasn't until dawn that Lu Wanghe relaxed his arms around him, and Fu Jingmo gently moved the person in his arms to the bed, got up and went to the bathroom.

Not long after, there was the sound of a drizzling shower in the bathroom.

Lu Wanghe opened his eyes in a daze, and what he saw was a faint light golden morning light, and immediately there was the sound of "tick-tock" water coming from the bathroom behind him indistinctly.

He subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and when his vision gradually became clear, he realized that the bed sheet beside him was slightly wrinkled, as if someone had been lying on it.

The boy lifted the quilt and sat up, woke up, and found that the mattress on the floor had already been icy cold.

The dark peach blossom pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of morning dew, and there were sparkling spots in the shallow sunlight.Lu Wanghe slowly touched the mattress with his toes, but he really didn't feel any warmth.

Tsk, a certain person kept saying that he would not sleep in the same bed with him, because he was afraid of bumping into the rash on his face, so in the end, he climbed up to sleep with him in the middle of the night?

Lu Wanghe raised his eyebrows, a smirk flashed across his eyes, and then he was submerged in a honey-like smile.

He put on his slippers, walked slowly to the bathroom, pretended to be in a daze, half asleep, and knocked on the door of the bathroom.

"Fu Jingmo...are you inside?"

The sound of the water inside stopped, and after a few breaths, the young man's extremely hoarse and magnetic voice, soaked in water vapor, came out.

"Well. Are you awake? I'll be fine soon, wait a little longer."

With a smile on the corner of Lu Wanghe's lips, he leaned lazily against the wall next to the door, and after a sound of rubbing clothes, the bathroom door slowly opened.

There was no mist of hot water coming out from the crack of the door. Fu Jingmo was wrapped in a clean bathrobe, and his jade-colored skin did not have the slight redness after taking a hot bath. On the contrary, it was icy and cool, as if from the deep sea. The jade that was just salvaged was filled with cold moisture.

He is also a man, of course Lu Wanghe doesn't know what it means that Fu Jingmo took a cold shower in the early morning of this day, plus the folds of the sheet on the other side of the hospital bed where he was lying, it is easy to guess the cause and effect .

only……

Lu Wanghe's eyes swept over the smooth and distinct abdominal muscles and mermaid lines under the young man's not fully gathered bathrobe, he suddenly looked away, and said angrily, "It's just summer, and the temperature is not high, so you're not afraid of catching a cold? Will the water heater be on?"

Fu Jingmo's wet black hair was slightly brown at the end, and a brush back casually made the three-dimensional facial features sharper and sharper.

Hearing the young man's slightly awkward question, a gentle smile flashed across Fu Jingmo's eyes, and he answered slowly: "I can turn on the water heater, but... I won't catch a cold if I take a cold shower once in a while, don't you want to wash up? Go in first Bar."

Lu Wanghe squinted his eyes and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was only five o'clock in the morning, and he was recuperating in the hospital. This time was really too early.

So he took a small step back and snorted softly: "Who said I want to wash up after getting up?"

"I heard the sound of running water in the bathroom, so I came here to ask if you were in it—don't take your body seriously, no matter if you catch a cold or not, go back and take a hot bath."

Fu Jingmo rolled his Adam's apple: "...hehe."

"It's useless to call Hehe, and it's useless to call me Dad! Hurry up, or—" Lu Wanghe paused, thought for a while, and thought of a very threatening threat, "Otherwise, you will Don't come to my bed and sleep with me back to the cage!"

As soon as the voice fell, he really caught the faint panic in Fu Jingmo's eyebrows.

Lu Wanghe raised his eyebrows triumphantly, and pursued the victory: "I don't know who said that they didn't want to sleep with me before the lights were turned off last night, why did they—"

Before he finished speaking, the person in front of him suddenly took a step forward, the corridor outside the bathroom was small, and Lu Wanghe didn't hide, the distance between the two couldn't be any closer in an instant.

Hey, his big dog is still promising, is he so teased that it doesn't hurt his ears anymore?

Fu Jingmo, who was promising, gave a low laugh slowly, and lightly recounted the deeds of a certain actor who was promising to "make a fuss" on the bed last night.

"...He wrapped the quilt like a silkworm chrysalis, kicked his legs, talked in his sleep, and called my name softly."

The expression on Lu Wanghe's face changed from suspicious to guilty.

Finally he couldn't bear it anymore: "Fu Jingmo, you are not allowed to say any more!"