Divorce, I'm a fake double [Entertainment]

[Silly Gougou: Hehe has already sent selfies to fans, so why not send them to your boyfriend? 】

Lu Wanghe keenly sensed the faint sourness.Like a big dog pawing and pulling his beloved, baring his teeth for fear of being snatched away by others.

He simply changed his WeChat avatar to that dog Gouyun. He acted honestly, but spoke unforgivingly.

[I posted it on Weibo, can't you see it too? 】

Fu Jingmo sent a voice: "That's different."

The young man's voice was low and the tone was rising. When the twilight gradually enveloped the room, it made people's hearts throb for no reason.

The thoughts in Lu Wanghe's mind turned to nowhere at once, his eyes flickered and he thought about it for a while, and finally convinced himself: his silly dog ​​Gou is not so wicked.

It is by no means possible to suggest that he takes some unspeakable pictures.

It was because I was bewitched by male sex, fell in love, and my heart became dirty.

Lu Wanghe's cheeks blushed with guilt, and his fingertips unconsciously clasped the back of the phone case, trying to hide it.

【You want to supervise my meal?Then I will play a video for you. 】

Fu Jingmo, who was sitting on the plane, glanced at the time, and he would arrive at the Hengdian airport in about five or six minutes.

[Silly Gougou: It's not convenient for me to start the video right now, I'll call you later. 】

【it is good. 】

[Silly Gougou: Your fans are right, don’t take pictures of the outside scenery when you post photos at the hotel in the future, it’s bad if some illegitimate students find it. 】

There are only a few relatively large hotels in Hengdian. Although Lu Wanghe is far less famous than before, and his fans are not too many, he must be cautious, and it is always right to be careful.

Lu Wanghe followed his advice and mosaiced the background, and re-edited the Weibo post.

[Follow orders, Mr. Fu.Your artist has re-edited Weibo, are you relieved? 】

After dinner, Lu Wanghe cleaned up all the trash on the table, took the pajamas from the closet, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After running outside for a long time in the morning, the sweat on my back was dry and sweaty, and it was only in the evening that the weather became a little cooler.

The glass of the bathroom was covered with a layer of white water droplets by the steaming heat. Lu Wanghe reached out and wiped off a small half of the mirror with his fingertips, and the blurry figure reflected on it gradually became clear.

The polished facial features are exquisite and picturesque, and the lacquer-like black eyes are washed clear by water vapor, as if the finest ancient ink has been melted in them.

Lu Wanghe was the only one in the room, so he didn't close the bathroom door. He casually took the pajamas hanging by the door, put on his trousers, and just halfway buttoned the clothes from top to bottom, he suddenly heard a rush The phone rings.

Not the phone ringing, but the hotel phone.

Lu Wanghe only thought that the customer service at the front desk had something to do, and walked out quickly to answer the phone.

"Hey?"

"Hello, sir, is this room 304?"

Lu Wanghe subconsciously replied: "Yes, what can I do?"

The other end of the phone fell silent, and then hung up quickly, with a busy tone of "beep beep beep".

Can be a bit harsh in a quiet room.

Lu Wanghe immediately realized that there seemed to be something unusual about this call.Just now, he was so relaxed that he forgot to look at the phone number he had dialed. Thinking about it now, if it was the front desk of the hotel, he would never make a phone call like this.

Lu Wanghe's face turned pale for a moment, and he gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice.

First called the front desk number: "Hello, did you call just now?"

"No, sir. Our hotel only calls the guest's room for food delivery and cleaning. The time for food delivery and cleaning is—"

Lu Wanghe quickly whispered "Thank you" and hung up the phone.

Instead, he dialed Zhao Yu's cell phone.

"Xiaolu? What's the matter, do you need me?"

"It's like this, Brother Zhao. Just now, someone called my room. I didn't pay much attention at first, thinking it was the front desk of the hotel."

"But after I picked it up, he hung up after confirming my room number. I went to ask the front desk of the hotel, but it wasn't the front desk call. I'm afraid—"

This is an operation that many illegitimate students are used to. After following the idol to the hotel, they will call each room in the hotel one by one, and judge which room the idol is in by the sound of the answering phone.

Sure enough, Zhao Yu's voice became tense immediately: "If it's an illegitimate student, he's probably on his way to your room by now. Don't go out, lock the door, no matter who knocks, don't open it."

"It shouldn't be, I didn't find anyone following us all the way to the hotel... Could it be that there were locators in the presents in the morning that were not found?"

Zhao Yu murmured while eagerly exhorting.

"I'll be back right away, don't open the door or hang up if you have something to do!"

Lu Wanghe gave a "hmm" and heard Zhao Yu say hello to someone, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps.

The sound of footsteps, together with the sound of footsteps outside the room door, was like a heavy hammer hitting Lu Wanghe's heart. His breathing was stagnant, and his chest was so stuffy that he could hardly breathe.

The vicious curse written on the red-painted greeting card in the morning is still vivid in my memory. If it is true that there are locators hidden in those gifts, then the people outside the house may not just be illegitimate.

She is still a fanatic of Xia Ziying, so she might come to him because she wanted to avenge him for her idol.

Such a person's psychology has been distorted, and it is impossible to understand him according to ordinary people's thinking, and the things he will do are naturally unimaginable.

Lu Wanghe reached the door in two steps, and just as he locked the door, there was a heavy knock on the door from outside.

"Hello sir, I am the hotel's cleaning staff, could you please open the door?"

"Sir, I just called you, I know you are inside, is it convenient to open the door?"

Lu Wanghe took two steps back and held his breath without saying a word.

There was more than one footstep outside the door just now. The voice of this person who claimed to be a hotel cleaner sounded like a weak girl, but there might be several people standing behind her.

The knocking continued, and grew more impatient and urgent as time went on.

"Sir, please open the door."

"Sir, you are inside, why don't you open the door?"

Lu Wanghe's black hair, which hadn't had time to dry, was curled into wet strands, with drops of water dripping down, and the lines of his fair face were tense, slightly pale.

Zhao Yu's lowered voice sounded intermittently: "There is a traffic jam on the road, damn it, don't open the door in the room, if they want to open the door violently, you should quickly call the front desk."

Lu Wanghe recalled the hotel's shift schedule: "They picked the time when the front desk of the hotel changed shifts. During these 10 minutes, there was no one at the front desk."

"Sir, sir?"

The female voice outside was no longer as gentle as it was at the beginning, but became more and more piercing, and finally seemed to realize that Lu Wanghe could not take the initiative to open the door for her.

"Lu Wanghe, I know you're inside? Why, you've hurt our brother, and you're too guilty to open the door?"

"My brother can't continue in the entertainment industry, so don't think about it either!"