The actor who attacked him is actually very charming and acting

The last time it was a wrist injury, this time there was a car accident directly. Even if Fu Wu wanted to continue filming, the director would probably not agree.

Xu Silin also postponed Fu Wu's other work, and asked him to go after all the injuries on his body healed.

Fu Wu was also happy to be at leisure, so he simply stayed at home with Tan Qingwo. During this period, except for Duan Rong and the others who came from time to time, no one disturbed them.

The director would also call occasionally to report the progress of the matter to him. Fu Wu didn't care about what he said, he just listened to it every time and didn't take it to heart. He didn't believe their investigation.

The weather is getting colder and winter is about to begin. The plaster cast on Fu Wu's arm was also removed yesterday. Now he is fine except that his wrist can't be too hard.

After nearly a month of plaster covering, his right arm was a full degree whiter than his left arm, and Duan Rong couldn't stop laughing when he saw it.

Although Tan Qing seemed to want to laugh, he still held back abruptly and exchanged words with Duan Rong.

Jing Yushu winked at Fu Wu, and walked to the balcony one after the other. The outdoor temperature was still a little low, and the two couldn't help shivering from the wind.

Fu Wu leaned lazily on the fence, and asked without talking nonsense, "How is it?"

Jing Yushu's face was a little heavy: "That person has some relationship with the investor behind the scenes, but there is no evidence to prove it yet."

"I guessed it," Fu Wu nodded, and asked again: "How about the staff who drove the car?"

Jing Yushu frowned: "He and that person usually only communicate by phone, and have never met in person, but I guess the person opposite is probably hired."

Fu Wu's eyes were deep, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay, then monitor his mobile phone first, and continue to check."

Jing Yushu nodded in agreement.

After Fu Wu finished speaking, he was about to go into the house, but he stopped him with his hand.

Jing Yushu's expression softened a lot, and his voice was tinged with a smile. He said, "I searched all over the place for your son, but I couldn't find it. Are there any other characteristics?"

Fu Wu thought about it seriously, and then replied: "Is it good to be handsome?"

Jing Yushu: "..."

Seeing the two of them coming back from the balcony, Duan Rong yelled with some dissatisfaction: "You two have a little secret behind our backs, why are you so ignorant?"

Tan Qing also raised his head, looking straight at him with clear eyes.

Fu Wu took a big stride and sat down directly beside him, reaching out to hug Tan Qing and not letting go.He lightly rubbed his head against Tan Qing's neck, and coquettishly said in a somewhat soft tone, "It's cold."

Tan Qing also embraced him, and asked softly, "Do you want to get some clothes?"

Fu Wu shook his head, and said in a low voice, "No, it'll be warm if you hold it."

Duan Rong was a little dumbfounded watching this scene, he asked in disbelief: "Are you always flirting like this?"

Fu Wu glanced at him sideways: "What is flirting, we are a small daily life between lovers."

"..."

Duan Rong clicked his lips lightly, without looking at them, he simply turned around and chatted with the other two.

Fu Wu didn't rest for long after the plaster was removed. The director of the movie didn't urge him, and he wasn't in a hurry, but there was really no way to delay other tasks.

Fu Wu was not alone in this job, the other party also pointed out Tan Qing, to the effect that he wanted Fu Wu and Tan Qing to take a set of advertising photos together.

Naturally, Tan Qing would not let go of the opportunity to stay with Fu Wu any longer, as soon as Xu Silin said this, he nodded in agreement on the spot.

Seeing his eager look, Fu Wu couldn't help but smile, and Tan Qing who laughed couldn't help but blushed.

On the day of the shooting, they went to the scene together, because the photography teacher had notified in advance that there would be a stylist to design the scene, so the two wore casual clothes and went out directly.

Xu Silin, who was standing downstairs, immediately went up to meet them as soon as he saw their figures.

He stared in surprise when he saw the casual attire of the two: "Ancestor, why are you all dressed so casually?"

Fu Wu raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you say that there are people who specialize in styling?"

Xu Silin said with a bit of resentment: "There is someone who specializes in styling, but there is still a long way to go to the scene. What should I do if I am photographed?"

Fu Wu didn't care about it at all: "It's not the first time I shoot it." After finishing speaking, he yawned lazily again.

As if in response to his words, a flash light was turned on from the green belt not far away, and several people closed their eyes in response to the strong light condition.

"..."

Xu Silin said helplessly: "Okay, it's been photographed anyway."

The shooting scene is very simple, except for the necessary facilities, there is only a simple dressing room.

Fu Wu just sat in front of the mirror and was manipulated by the stylist. From time to time, he would look at Tan Qing through the mirror.

Tan Qing's hair has turned back to black. His white hair is stunning and can bring visual enjoyment to people, but Fu Wu still prefers his black hair, which looks more cute and cute.

Just when Fu Wu was fascinated, the stylist fiddled with his hair and suddenly said: "Mr. Fu, your hair quality is really good. I have done styling in the industry for so long, and this is the first time I have encountered such soft and soft hair like yours." Smooth hair."

Her voice attracted the attention of the people in the room, and Fu Wu smiled at him through the mirror: "Thank you for the compliment."

Sensing the hidden sight coming from the right rear, Fu Wu stared straight at him, and then blinked at him lightly.

Tan Qing avoided her eyes, pursed her lips a little shyly, revealing the dimples on the side of her face.

After a few seconds, he met Fu Wu's gaze again, and blinked lightly just like him.

Fu Wu's heart was melted by his cute look, and he couldn't help but hooked his lips again.

After the styling is done, there are still clothes to be fiddled with. There are more than one set of clothes, which are not decided by the stylist. The photographer needs to personally choose which group to shoot first. After the stylists leave, there are only two of them left in the lounge.

Fu Wucong saw in the mirror that Tan Qing was walking up to him in small steps, his face was a little tangled and hesitant.

Fu Wu pulled him in and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Tan Qing pursed her lips, remained silent for a few seconds, and then said awkwardly, "She touched your hair just now."

"What?" Fu Wu didn't hear clearly, so he had to ask again.

"..."

Tan Qing thought he did it on purpose, so if you complained, please give him a look, and then repeated: "He touched your hair just now."

"..."

Fu Wu was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help chuckling: "Are you jealous?"

Although he was asking a question, his tone was full of ridicule.

Tan Qing hung his head and said nothing, fiddling with the corners of his clothes with his fingers.

Seeing this, Fu Wu raised his hand to hold his hand, squeezed his index finger into his palm, scratched it gently a few times, and then coaxed him patiently: "I'm so jealous."

Tan Qing still didn't speak, and let out a soft hum from his nasal cavity.

Fu Wu's smile increased, he bent down slowly, and stopped his head in front of him, with a gentle voice: "I'm not jealous anymore, can I touch it for you?"

"..."

Looking at the hair that almost hit his face, Tan Qing's eyes flickered, and finally he couldn't hold back and fiddled with it a few times.

He moved very lightly, for fear of messing up his shape.

Fu Wu noticed his movement, and there was a flash of warmth in his eyes, and asked again: "Are you still jealous?"

Tan Qing was silent for a few seconds, and then responded calmly: "I'm not jealous."

Fu Wu smiled and straightened up without piercing, then pecked his lips again.

When the photographer arrived, he nodded in satisfaction at their looks, and then conservatively chose a set of clothes that fit their personalities.

Fu Wu put on an exquisite black suit, which brought out his slender figure and cool demeanor.

On the other hand, Tan Qing put on a set of the latest casual clothes, which further highlighted his youthful spirit and made him look vigorous.

They are obviously two sets of completely different types of clothes, but when two people stand together, the atmosphere is extremely harmonious.

Fu Wu's offensive aura was completely tolerated by Tan Qing, which neutralized the two of them a lot.

The photographer kept moving his hands, and his mouth kept praising: "Very good, just keep it like this, very good!"

Fu Wu and Tan Qing are like two puppets, allowing him to arrange their poses and movements.

After shooting several outfits in this way, the two were able to have a moment of rest. Fu Wu leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes tiredly.

Suddenly there was a soft touch on his forehead, Fu Wu opened his eyes and saw Tan Qing holding a tissue in his hand, carefully and gently wiping the sweat off his forehead.

His lips under the lipstick looked a little dry due to the sweltering heat. Fu Wu looked around through the mirror, and after confirming that there was no one there, he took Tan Qing's wrist and let him sit on his lap.

Fu Wu rubbed his earlobe and asked, "Hot?"

Tan Qing moved his body and changed his position to prevent him from being crushed: "A little bit."

Fu Wu raised his hand to help him unbutton a few buttons, then picked up the magazine that was randomly thrown on the table, and gently fanned it for him.

He didn't use too much strength, the weather was already very cold, he was afraid that Tan Qing would catch a cold because of it.

Because someone came back from the lounge at any time, and the two of them didn't stick together all the time, Tan Qing felt relieved and got up and sat on the chair beside him.

Not long after, the photographer's voice sounded outside the door, and the next second the lounge door was pushed open, and he walked in with two sets of clothes in his arms.

"You guys change your clothes first, I'll wait for you outside."

There was a little imperceptible excitement on the photographer's face, Fu Wuduo took a few glances and took it without paying attention.

It wasn't until he changed into his clothes that he realized why the photographer had the expression he had before.

The lower body of this suit is a pair of black leggings, and the upper body is a white v-neck sleeveless shirt.

Although it is a v-neck, the "v" of this dress is obviously too big, and even a small part of the abdominal muscles are exposed.

In addition, the fabric of the clothes is also extremely light and thin. The breeze blows through the clothes and clings to the upper body, and the tight muscle lines are also vaguely visible.

Tan Qing lifted the curtain, lowered his head and tugged at the hem of the clothes uncomfortably, then raised his head in doubt: "This dress seems a bit strange, jiao... jiao?"

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