I was targeted by the scumbag Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

Downstairs in the hotel?

Fu Juncheng was dumbfounded for three or four seconds before realizing what Xu Yaozhou said.

He even wondered if Xu Yaozhou was joking with himself.

Just listening to that tone, the possibility of joking is extremely slim.

No way……

really come?

Fu Juncheng was dubious.

So much so that when he rushed back early and caught a glimpse of the figure in the corner of the hotel lobby, Fu Juncheng was still a little dazed.

Across the bonsai green plants in the leisure area, someone wearing a white down jacket can be seen from a distance, sitting motionless on the single sofa.

The other party's exquisite eyebrows and eyes were blocked by the brim of the hat, and the black mask made his face only the size of a palm, but his hands were long and his feet were long. It was extremely eye-catching at a glance. It was obviously wrapped tightly, but it made people feel like a figure. Excellent.

Well, big glutinous rice balls in excellent shape.

Lovely.

But at this moment, a certain glutinous rice ball is propping her cheeks with her hand, as if she is in a daze because she cannot see the light in her eyes,

Fu Juncheng's footsteps paused, and a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, which he didn't even notice.

That little mischievous thought probably came together at this time.

Fu Juncheng glanced at Xu Yaozhou up and down, and then walked over lightly.

He intentionally walked around behind Xu Yaozhou, and when he lowered his eyes, he failed to notice that the other party's hand on his knee paused slightly, and then he looked under the brim of his hat to the end of his eyes, and even his head followed his The movement is slightly crooked.

Fu Juncheng took out his mobile phone, pointed the camera at Xu Yaozhou, and gently patted Xu Yaozhou's right shoulder with his left hand.

The next second, Xu Yaozhou seemed taken aback by his actions, and subconsciously turned around.

It was at this moment that Fu Juncheng pressed the camera button.

The big glutinous rice balls on the screen of the phone freeze instantly, even if you can't see the face, it is still bright and handsome, so handsome that it explodes.

Fu Juncheng is particularly satisfied with his work.

After a few glances, he heard Xu Yaozhou's exclamation deliberately suppressed, as if it took him a long time to realize what happened just now: "Brother?"

Fu Juncheng suddenly felt that his actions were too naive.

If it was put in an idol drama, it would be the daily love life of the two young couples.

After knowing it, it is inevitable that there will be such a little embarrassment.

Fu Juncheng: "..."

Out of nowhere, Fu Juncheng recalled the remarks that netizens jokingly called shy during the live broadcast just now.

It's not OK.

It doesn't match his cool and handsome personality at all.

Fu Juncheng opened his mouth, but was unable to speak for a while.

Fortunately, his reaction was quick, he cleared his voice in a blink of an eye, and put on a posture of someone who came here: "Why are you sitting here?"

Xu Yaozhou looked blank, quietly waiting for Fu Juncheng to finish speaking.

Fu Juncheng quickly raised the proud work just now to Xu Yaozhou's eyes, and said solemnly: "Look, you don't even know it's been photographed."

Xu Yaozhou didn't say a word, because he felt that this posture was inconvenient to look at Fu Juncheng, so he turned around completely, blinked his eyes to meet Fu Juncheng's gaze.

Fu Juncheng said: "Fortunately, I was the one who photographed you, not some random person, otherwise you would be in the headlines again tomorrow."

Xu Yaozhou nodded and gave a low "huh".

He rested his head on the back of the sofa, he bent his waist and rested his chin on the back of his hand as he spoke sullenly, and looked up: "I will pay attention next time."

From Fu Juncheng's point of view, those charming peach blossom eyes can be clearly seen in an instant, even the creases gently brought out at the end of the thin eyes can be seen clearly.

Fu Juncheng choked suddenly.

There is an illusion that I am bullying Chunliang.

"Don't do it next time."

Fu Juncheng said quietly.

As he spoke, he raised his hand without warning, curled his thumb and index finger, and flicked the top of the head of the person in front of him through the baseball cap.

Caught off guard, Xu Yaozhou hugged his head and "owed" and narrowed one eye.

It is really……

Have been cute.

Fu Juncheng couldn't help reminding: "If you don't go upstairs, you will really be photographed secretly."

And tomorrow's headline will be Fu Juncheng molesting Xu Yaozhou in public.

Shy to ride a horse...

Who is shy? !

He has to attack!

Domineering President Attack! ! !

Fu Juncheng's breathing stopped suddenly, and the corners of his lips that were raised a second ago froze on his face.

no……

He didn't form a CP with Xu Yaozhou, so what attack?

Attack with a hammer!

Fu Juncheng: "..."

Seeing that Fu Juncheng fell silent suddenly, Xu Yaozhouhu asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Fu Juncheng's reaction was half a beat late: "Huh?"

Xu Yaozhou said, "Didn't you go upstairs?"

Fu Juncheng secretly hid the hand that was on top of Xu Yaozhou's head just a second ago, pretending that nothing happened, and even his expression became righteous for a moment: "Yes, yes."

After thinking about it, Fu Juncheng reminded: "In the future, if someone touches you and secretly takes pictures of you, remember to be tough and don't be bullied."

Xu Yaozhou asked: "Is it like brother just now?"

Fu Juncheng defended: "I was testing you."

So cute.

Cute to foul.

Not at all off.

No wonder he was bullied by Wu Jin and the others in the original book.

Ahhhhhhhhhhh, he really wants to pinch Xu Yaozhou's face!

Desperately pressing his hand that was eager to try, Fu Juncheng took a few steps forward absent-mindedly, and suddenly found that Xu Yaozhou hadn't followed.

He looked back suspiciously.

Xu Yaozhou immediately put away the smile on the corner of his mouth, and trot to Fu Juncheng's side.

While waiting for the elevator, I suddenly asked, "During today's live broadcast, was brother shy?"

Fu Juncheng: "?"

Xu Yaozhou's expression remained unchanged: "I read the comments are all saying that my brother is shy."

Fu Juncheng was filled with righteous indignation: "That's their nonsense."

Xu Yaozhou: "Really?"

This "really" is outrageous!

Fu Juncheng couldn't believe it: "I look shy?"

Xu Yaozhou: "Are you telling the truth?"

Fu Juncheng: "...Say it!"

Xu Yaozhou compared his fingers and said seriously: "A little bit."

Fu Juncheng: "..."

For this reason, after returning to the hotel room, Fu Juncheng deliberately found the replay of the live broadcast on the Internet, and directly pulled the progress bar to the short section where he was in the mirror.

Xu Yaozhou took off his coat, sat down next to Fu Juncheng, stared at the hand of the person next to him in the video that was holding Fu Juncheng's shoulder for a long time, and frowned almost invisibly.

Fu Juncheng watched carefully, but ignored Xu Yaozhou, and moved his face closer to the screen.

He watched helplessly as he didn't know what he was thinking of, and suddenly began to stutter, his half-drooped eyes fell down, covering some of the emotions in his eyes.

Such an appearance is displayed in front of the camera, and it is not too much to say.

It's subtle.

Coupled with the crazy screen swiping in the comment area, it is even more subtle.

Fu Juncheng: "..."

He put on a straight face, turned off the phone, and immediately stopped looking at it confidently.

Xu Yaozhou glanced at Fu Juncheng's red ears, and closed his eyes.

Hearing Fu Juncheng change the subject, he asked puzzledly, "Speaking of which, why are you here?"

Hearing Fu Juncheng mention him suddenly, Xu Yaozhou turned his eyes slightly, and met Fu Juncheng's eyes again.

He seemed to be distracted for half a second, then looked away again.

Xu Yaozhou lowered his head quietly, and then, while his eyelashes were fluttering, he fixed his gaze on a certain point of nothingness, and then replied: "It's nothing."

There is something to hear this.

But Fu Juncheng never thought that Xu Yaozhou would have to tell him everything with all his heart and soul.

What Xu Yaozhou wanted to say, he would naturally say, so he didn't need to ask too much.

Although he had vaguely guessed the answer in his heart.

After a long silence, Xu Yaozhou unconsciously picked his clean and round fingernails, and finally said: "I had a quarrel with my family."

Fu Juncheng thought to himself, sure enough, it was just as he guessed.

Slandering secretly, Fu Juncheng looked sideways, and was about to comfort Xu Yaozhou a few words.

Unexpectedly, he crashed into a pair of deep black eyes.

The other party's face was tense, and his lips were pursed into a line. After a stalemate for a while, he said softly: "But I don't want to be alone."

Xu Yaozhou raised his eyes cautiously: "Brother, just take me in."

Fu Juncheng: "..."

Fu Juncheng couldn't help laughing: "You are already in this room, what else do you want me to say?"

Xu Yaozhou's eyes trembled slightly.

Fu Juncheng said, "Rest early? Do you wash first or should I wash first?"

This choice seemed to make Xu Yaozhou a little confused, and Shaoqing was stunned.

Before Xu Yaozhou could reply, Fu Juncheng glanced at him: "I'll wash it first if you don't say anything?"

After talking, he wandered around the room a few times, picked up his pajamas and went into the bathroom.

The sound of running water from the shower quickly rang out.

Xu Yaozhou couldn't help laughing for a while, gently pressed his cool fingertips on the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly remembered the ID card that he deliberately left at the assistant's place...

As a result, the man didn't even ask.

It seemed that he had thought hard and worked hard.

Isn't it deliberate and painstaking?

Xu Yaozhou's eyes dimmed in vain.

I don't know if he will be hated by that person if he can see through his true self.

But he couldn't help it.

Can't help getting closer, can't help getting closer.

Just like in a dream.

Like the piece of driftwood that a drowning person clung to before dying...

It's an almost instinctive desire.

When Fu Juncheng came out of the bathroom, Xu Yaozhou had already fallen asleep lying on the chair.

It is a very obedient sleeping position, like sleeping on a desk in school days, one can see the other party's soft black hair at a glance, his face is buried between his folded arms, only his clear eyebrows and eyes are exposed.

Fu Juncheng approached, trying to wake Xu Yaozhou up, but he was unwilling.

Maybe it's because I'm too tired.

His eyes fell on the bluish black spot under Xu Yaozhou's eyes for a long time, and he didn't notice it before, but after looking carefully now, he vaguely glimpsed the imperceptible tiredness.

Also, Xu Yaozhou must have not slept well during this time.

Apart from being busy with filming, he also had to deal with a constant stream of media inquiries and criticism from his family.

Thinking of this, Fu Juncheng's attention was suddenly attracted by a small piece of soft hair on the top of Xu Yaozhou's head.

He leaned over and moved his fingertips lightly around the ends of the hair.

From the corner of the eye, Xu Yaozhou's index finger moved slightly on the side of his face.

Fearing that his actions would be caught and he could no longer explain clearly, Fu Juncheng paused and hastily withdrew his hand.

When he stopped, he was still obsessive-compulsive, not forgetting to smooth the little tuft of hair.

In a blink of an eye, Xu Yaozhou opened his eyes in a daze.

Fu Juncheng licked his lower lip, thinking whether he should say something to deceive others.

How about urging the other party to wash up quickly?

In the end, before he could think it over clearly, Xu Yaozhou had already looked over with sleepy eyes.

Thinking that Xu Yaozhou had discovered his little actions, Fu Juncheng's back stiffened, and he raised his throat in one breath, trying to forcibly quibble.

Xu Yaozhou sniffed lightly, tilted his head, and popped out a few words from his lips——

"Brother, you smell so good."

There was still a sleepy hoarseness in the other party's voice.

He murmured low and slowly.