I was robbed by the scumbag Bai Yueguang

Fu Qianxing bought a bunch of large and small bags, starting with two pieces from the inside to the outside.

After shopping for clothes, it was completely dark. He pushed Mo Feng out of the shopping mall. There was already a layer of snow on the ground outside. He returned the coat to Mo Feng and wrapped himself in a padded jacket.

Snow is a very magical existence. It is obviously cold, but it melts into the lights of thousands of households, but it makes people feel warm. The noisy city seems to be turned into a quiet and shy little girl under this gentle power.

Two people went to eat very suitable hot pot.

Mo Feng took the initiative to say, "Here's some clear soup."

Fu Qianxing refused on the spot, "Can't you eat spicy food? Then you can't be so domineering and just order the clear soup, beauty, and the mandarin duck."

The beauty looked at these two handsome guys with a perfect score of [-]. It was like a gift from an ordinary day, and it made her mood better.

A trace of doubt flashed in Mo Feng's eyes, but he also followed Fu Qianxing.

Fu Qianxing's cooking bowl was also bright red, with small chili segments floating on it, "Usually you cook lightly, and I don't have the nerve to tell you that I love spicy food. Although your light dishes are also delicious, but you really eat spicy food. Still the coolest."

Mo Feng poured meat into the pot, "Why don't you say it? It's not your character not to say something. By the way, you've been in the company for a few days. Is there anyone you don't like?"

When Fu Qianxing heard him mention this, he felt that the meat in his mouth was no longer fragrant, "There are too many, I can't count them with one hand."

Mo Feng looked interested, "Then, has our powerful Mr. Fu taught those people a lesson?"

"How is it possible, hit your employees, I'm crazy, I'm not going to." Fu Qianxing took the napkin handed over by Mo Feng and wiped the sweat off his face, his eyes lit up, and he looked a little smug, "However, a few days ago I had a mouth addiction with that old man Xiao a few times, and I was not at a disadvantage at all, but my mouth was a little stiff when I smiled, and I was so disgusted."

He made a disgusted look and continued to fish for meat.

Mo Feng looked clear, "With our Mr. Fu's fighting power, we must not turn that old man Xiao's angry eyes white. I think he is still panting. As his boss, I would like to thank Mr. Fu for his kindness in not killing me." .”

Fu Qianxing was amused by him, his brows and eyes were crooked and his face was reddened by the heat from the pot, "What are you doing, you don't want to be a tyrant at all, you've changed to a comedian."

"I just hope that our Mr. Fu can give me a chance to take care of those old guys myself in the future."

"Don't worry, I will never put sacks on them."

Mo Feng stretched out his hand and squeezed two fingers together, poking secretly, "Thank you."

Fu Qianxing nodded his finger amusedly, "This is called Bixin."

Only then did Mo Feng suddenly realize that he rolled his eyes and stretched out his other hand to pinch, "Compared with each other."

Just when the waiter came over to serve the food, he was amused by his naive look.

Fu Qianxing blushed for him, and hurriedly pressed his hand to the other side of the table, "Old man, don't be ashamed, take a rest."

The slender fingers that were pressed down moved disobediently and clenched his ten fingers tightly. Fu Qianxing glanced at him majestically and then at the waiter who was still serving the food. He pulled it out twice but failed. He didn't dare to make too much movement, he could only signal Mo Feng to let go of him with his eyes.

Mo Feng acted as if nothing had happened, picked up his phone and was busy for a while.

Immediately afterwards, the phone on Fu Qianxing's desk lit up, he clicked on the phone, and Mo Feng sent him a message.

He glanced at Mo Feng suspiciously, wondering what the hell he was doing.

Click on the information

Snow White is kissing your footprints

The heat is kissing your cheek

music is kissing your ears

food is kissing your lips

i want to kiss you too

kiss you all

but i can't

i am not snow

not heat

not music

not food

i'm just someone who likes you

please allow me to hold your fingers tightly

Send me a romance comparable to the first snow

It's my only hope right now

Kind Mr. Fu Qianxing

Fu Qianxing stared at the words on the phone and almost crushed the phone.

[Gan: It’s a bit romantic and rustic, but I have to say, it’s really strong. ]

The fingers on the back of his hand rubbed lightly, and Fu Qianxing's eyelids trembled, like a secret and unknown code, waiting impatiently for his answer. He didn't dare to look at Mo Feng's mobile phone. Put it down, and muttered, "You are too rustic."

After finishing speaking, continue to eat meat.

But the hand under the table by the window never lifted up again. Mo Feng was visibly happy, staring at Fu Qianxing who was too shy to raise his head, and poured a glass of ice water to quench his thirst.

They ate this meal very quietly and very loudly, their deafening heartbeats were almost uncontrollable, and the hands they held were hot as if they were hot, but no one moved.

Snowflakes fluttered down with the light, passing by the hands of the two holding hands, everything was quiet.

Fu Qianxing sat on the bed with a dull expression, with his left hand on his lap.

[Gan: What's wrong with you?You have remained in this position since you came back. ]

Fu Qianxing: Something is not quite right.

[Gan: What's wrong? ]

Fu Qianxing couldn't say it, and looked to his left hand in a blink of an eye, why on earth did he honestly hold hands with Mo Feng and finish the meal!

Not to mention how stupid this behavior is.

He is straight!

Because he regarded Mo Feng as his brother?

He and his former brothers have never been like this!

Zhang Fei and Guan Yu are not like this!

Could it be that I...? ? ?

Fu Qianxing raised his trembling left hand. The previous physical reaction could be interpreted as being the body of the original owner. How should he understand this today?

[Gan: To raise a possibility, you like Mo Feng. ]

Fu Qianxing: Impossible!I am straight!Straight!

[Gan: It might not be that straight. ]

Fu Qianxing: Stop talking, I...I...

Fu Qianxing's eyes lit up, and he rushed to the study room to take away the notebook on the table, comforting himself in his heart, maybe he hadn't been in contact with a woman for too long, although he hadn't been in a relationship before, there were still many girls who talked provocatively Teasing, occasionally can make him a little distracted.

What's more, since crossing over, he hasn't solved it once.

Well, I must have suffocated myself.

He thought about turning on the computer and started searching, then looked at the door vigilantly, got up and locked the door, and then he was completely relieved, lay down on the bed, put on the earphones, and everything was ready.

But then I remembered something again, "Gan, can you disappear for a while?"

[Gan: No problem, you can come as you like. ]

Fu Qianxing feels that Gan has become more and more unscrupulous since he gave up this mission, but now it is time to prove that he is still a straight man. In the picture, a plump woman has appeared. For some reason, he was a little nervous and looked around. After reading it, he got up and turned off the light.

Tuck the pillows behind you, take a deep breath, and start.

Upstairs, Mo Feng called Lian Xingzhou, "Is there any problem with the Qianxing information you investigated?"

"do not trust me."

Mo Feng looked at his right hand happily, "It just feels a little different, you can check it again."

"Things are pressing!"

The phone hangs up.

Mo Feng looked at the quietly falling snowflakes. In this atmosphere, the two of them should have a cup of tea and watch a movie together when they come back from a date. In addition to warm emotional expression, gentle emotional expression is also very necessary.

Let the other party realize that he is not only a beast, but also a beast who wants to wander.

And he felt that the momentum was just right before, so of course he couldn't let go of the opportunity to make persistent efforts.

He thought about going downstairs with a projector on crutches, and knocked on Fu Qianxing's door, but no one answered him.

"Qianxing, are you asleep?" Still no one answered him.

He stared at the doorknob and stretched out his hand to try to open it. The door was locked. He was a little puzzled as to why it was locked suddenly.

Feeling a little lost, it seems that my idea of ​​improving my relationship is about to fail.

He turned around and was about to leave when a slight and ambiguous voice suddenly entered his ears. He stopped immediately, turned his head to look at the closed door, and put his ears on the door with an unnatural expression.

Intermittent voices came out indistinctly.

It made his mouth dry and tongue dry, and he smiled helplessly.

The smile is a little angry and a little funny, of course it's more about desire.

This little guy actually watched movies secretly!

I'm such a big living person who is always on call, and I don't make good use of it here, and I actually become self-sufficient.

This is to look down on me again.

But just after the two came back, he couldn't wait to watch the film, why?

Mo Feng felt that he had discovered something very important, so he put the projector on the ground, turned around and went to the living room, took out a bunch of keys from the cabinet under the coffee table, and then went back. The keys went into the door lock, followed him carefully. The movement turned gently.

Mo Feng was looking forward to what Fu Qianxing's expression would be when he was caught by him.

That face will definitely turn red, and then he will confront him in a panic, and he will speak incoherently when he is obviously ashamed, but he will be very tough until the end is broken.

Just thinking about Mo Feng makes it very interesting.

The door was opened little by little, and Mo Feng's line of sight gradually widened. There was no light in the room, and there was only a square of bright light on the bed, which directly locked people's sight. The light clearly illuminated Fu Qianxing's face.

Clear enough to see the trembling of his eyelashes.

Clear enough to see what his face was stained red with desire.

Mo Feng froze at the door, what he saw was quite different from what he thought.

The man's eyes were like a pool of spring water, with ripples blown by the wind dissipating into an out-of-focus mess, one hand was busy up and down, but his expression seemed a little impatient, his teeth scraped against his thin lips, trembling slightly.

The overflowing snort hooked Mo Feng's soul and made him walk in.

Under Fu Qianxing's dishonest action, the notebook on his waist rolled down. He reached out to pick it up, but was moved a step faster by a hand. He was momentarily stunned, and his mind was completely blank.

Mo Feng picked up the notebook, looked at the men and women on it, and took off the earphones on Fu Qianxing's head with the other hand, "You like to watch this—"

Saying that, he closed the notebook and threw it aside.

Fu Qianxing's expression can be described as a soul out of body.

Until the little Fu Qianxing, who was cool outside, was flicked by a scorching hand, "I'm not very energetic—I'm scared——"

Fu Qianxing's whole body trembled and he finally realized what kind of devilish situation he was in front of him.