Divorce, I'm a fake double [Entertainment]

Fortunately, the restroom of this supermarket is just around the corner behind the shelves, and the two walked quickly with long legs, and ran into the restroom before the crew came over.

There was intermittent chatter from outside.

"Hey, who put the cart here? It's quite in the way."

"I guess they went to the side to pick up things, so I put the cart aside temporarily... You continue to buy things according to the list, and I'll go to the bathroom."

Lu Wanghe, who was standing by the door of the bathroom, heard the sound of footsteps approaching from far to near, turned around suddenly, and almost ran into Fu Jingmo's arms, and was soon dragged into a compartment by the young man's wrist, and flung him with a "bang". closed the door.

It's a pity that the toilet cubicle of this supermarket is small, and Lu Wanghe and Fu Jingmo, two tall and thin men, are a little cramped in it. In order not to bump into the gray and yellowed walls, they can only stick close to each other. Together, stand in a small circle of ground next to the squat pit.

Lu Wanghe hurriedly ran a few more steps, his ink hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his temples, his arms were hot from his coat, but he wanted to cling tightly to Fu Jingmo's palm.

It was the first time that the young man was sweating in the heat of the air-conditioned room, and arbitrarily occupied most of the place where he stayed, pushed Fu Jingmo to the door frame, tore off his mask and hat, and questioned him with an angry smile.

"Look at the good place you picked... directly hit the crew!"

"It's okay to bump into the crew, we both hid in the bathroom."

Fu Jingmo held Lu Wanghe's waist with one hand, and while listening to the footsteps coming from outside the cubicle, he chuckled softly: "Yes, there are so many cubicles in the bathroom, I still have to share a room with Hehe..."

Lu Wanghe glared at him, then took half a step back, allowing Fu Jingmo to stand more comfortably.

"As long as you know!"

I have never seen such a clingy dog ​​hook in my life.

"After a while he came out of the bathroom, we went to the door and watched to see when they bought something and left."

Fu Jingmo raised his hand and gently wiped the sweat from Lu Wanghe's temples: "They should only be responsible for purchasing daily necessities for the crew, and they won't stay for too long...Why is Hehe so hot?"

Perhaps it was because the hat and mask had been worn for a long time, the young man's fair face was slightly blush, because the skin seemed to be covered with a layer of blush, but the slender neck was also covered with delicate beads of sweat. It flows through the Adam's apple and penetrates deep into the fabric.

"It's a hot day... In such a small cubicle, there is a clingy guy who sticks so close to me, aren't you hot?" Lu Wanghe suppressed his voice, fearing that the crew next door would hear him, so his voice became slightly trembling Shaking, "I will punish you to make me another meal of sweet and sour pork ribs tonight...don't tell brother Zhao that I ate two meals of pork ribs!"

Fu Jingmo's long and narrow phoenix eyes were slightly squinted with a smile, and his light-colored pupils shimmered. For a moment, he looked like a fox pretending to be a dog. With a slight evil spirit, he raised his hand and slowly unbuttoned the windbreaker.

Such a short distance, even in such an environment, Lu Wanghe was still stunned by the slow understanding of the buttons by the young man's fine-boned hands, and lost his words in a daze: "You... why are you taking off your clothes?"

"Didn't Hehe just ask me if it's hot, just unbutton it?"

Fu Jingmo let out an inaudible chuckle from his throat, reached out and took Lu Wanghe's hand, and clasped the young man's hot hand in his palm inch by inch and brought it towards him.

"Whether I'm hot or not, Hehe doesn't know?"

A hotter hot air rushed all the way along the spine to Lu Wanghe's scalp. His mind was blank, and he subconsciously took a small step back. With just such a small step, his heel stepped on the flushing device.

Lu Wanghe felt that his sanity was probably flushed down the sewer along with the water in the toilet.

Since when did his stupid dog learn badly, he would say such ambiguous and hot words, and——

There was a sudden sound of complaints outside the compartment door.

"Hey, how slow are you to go to the toilet? I've been waiting for you outside for a long time, why are you still waiting outside?"

"Hey, do you think I think so? It's not that the door of the next compartment is broken, and there's someone in the compartment here... Hey, I said, buddy inside, do you have any extra napkins? Can you come out later? Lend me one."

Lu Wanghe's anger that had just sprung up in his scalp was suddenly chilled, and he wished to burn the napkins in his bag as paper money to his socially dead self.

Why does the door of the next compartment have to be broken at this time, whether it is broken sooner or later? !

Why did he insist on running into this cubicle with Fu Jingmo at this time, whether he came early or late? !

Fu Jingmo was both funny and distressed, and with a hook, he gently pulled the staggering back boy back into his arms, letting him curl up in his arms like an ostrich.

Lu Wanghe mouthed: "What should we do now?"

People are waiting outside for him to go out, it's not true if he doesn't come out, let alone if he goes out.

The two big men went out together in a toilet cubicle, just thinking about it, Lu Wanghe felt that he could directly change his life to another planet.

Fu Jingmo stroked the boy's black hair soothingly: "It's okay, let me tell you."

He coughed lightly, without changing his face: "I'm sorry, I didn't bring a napkin either, I'm waiting for someone to give it to me."

Lu Wanghe almost couldn't hold back his laughter, his cheeks were flushed because of the gas stuck in his throat.

"Why don't you trouble yourself to go to the supermarket outside to buy two packs, and I'll transfer the money to you later."

The people outside responded, smiled and sighed "Fate", and went out to buy paper without any suspicion.

As soon as the footsteps went away, Fu Jingmo immediately grabbed the hat and mask from Lu Wanghe's hand, opened the door, and pushed the boy out: "You wait for me outside."

Lu Wanghe laughed and ran to wash his face, and when the blush on his face faded, he walked out of the bathroom pretending nothing had happened, walked around a few shelves and returned to the cart, bumped into the shopkeeper head-on. Two crew members took out napkins.

"Hey, Teacher Lu, what a coincidence, I bought so many things, this is my plan..."

"Yeah, what a coincidence, I stopped by here to buy something and I'm going home to cook."

"I didn't expect Mr. Lu to be able to cook...then we don't bother, see you next time."

"Goodbye."

Five minutes later, a well-dressed young man wearing a hat and covering his mask came out of the supermarket with a pack of napkins, and brought Lu Wanghe, who was laughing, to him.

"Who is your boyfriend doing this for, huh? Still laughing, Hehe?"

"For me, for me... falling in love with me, wronging Mr. Fu, can't I cook for you at night?"

Lu Wanghe looked around, pulled off Fu Jingmo's mask, and slightly tiptoed to kiss him.

"Boss Fu is magnanimous, can you stop fussing like me?"