Little boyfriend is cute and flirtatious

There was amazement in the studio.

[Brother Chen, what are you doing? Sometimes he is so affectionate, and sometimes he is so violent! 】

[Looking at his affectionate actions just now, I thought I was watching a romantic literary film. 】

[Why is this old lady's hair so short?I didn't see it at all when I was wearing a headscarf. 】

[No, isn't this our star? 】

【What star, where is it? 】

[It's that old lady! 】

The scarf was ripped off abruptly, Fu Xingyun was stunned for a moment, his first reaction was to cover his face to prevent Shen Mochen from seeing it.

But after covering his face, he realized that my brother was so cautious and even lifted the old lady's headscarf in the street. Didn't that mean he had already seen it?

He put down his hand embarrassingly, twitched the corner of his mouth at the silent Shen Mochen, and asked cautiously: "Brother, how did you recognize me?

Shen Mochen held the shiny turban in his hand, and replied angrily: "Which old lady in national costume would wear a pair of limited edition AJs? Feet are so big?"

"Ah?" Fu Xingyun looked down stupidly.

He deliberately chose a skirt that could cover his shoes, but he couldn't see it!

"I... can't see this?"

Shen Mochen turned his face away, and said sullenly: "If you want to not see it, just stand there, if you sit down, you'll be exposed."

Fu Xingyun almost fainted.

When he sat down just now!Isn't that why he just got here?Did my brother find out so early?He knows I'm lying to him?

Fu Xingyun looked at Shen Mochen anxiously, and when it was over, my brother turned his head and refused to look at me anymore.

Fu Xingyun, Fu Xingyun, why did you screw up again! !

"Brother..." Fu Xingyun stretched out a hand, wanting to grab the corner of Shen Mochen's clothes but didn't dare, and said aggrievedly: "I just wanted to apologize to you, and I was afraid that you would not listen, so I dressed up." I didn't mean to deceive you by doing this, so don't ignore me..."

Shen Mochen didn't speak, but turned his whole body to one side.

It's over!My brother turned his back to me like this, he must be really angry, his shoulders are shaking with anger, what should I do, what should I do?

Fu Xingyun was so anxious that he was about to cry, he wanted to pull Shen Mochen but he didn't dare, he hesitated several times, and finally he was heartbroken, ran to Shen Mochen's side, grabbed his hand and put it on his chest, and shouted:

"Brother, brother, don't be angry, hit me, hit me a few more times! Calm down, please!"

Shen Mochen moved his hand, Fu Xingyun hurriedly let go of him, closed his eyes and waited for the blow to come.

One second, two seconds, come on, I'm ready!

Five seconds, six seconds, is brother accumulating energy?It's okay, I'm not afraid of pain, just don't slap me in the face!

Nine seconds, ten seconds, forget it, I will accept the slap in the face!

Half a minute passed, and the blow hadn't come yet, Fu Xingyun quietly opened one eye, where's his brother?

He turned his head and looked around in a panic, and saw Shen Mochen bring out another plate of special food from the restaurant window beside him.

"Sit down and eat well! How many mouthfuls did you take from that plate just now?"

"Ah? Oh, oh..." Fu Xingyun hurried around the chair and sat down, picked up a fork, poked a large piece of barbecue into his mouth, and stuffed a big mouthful of salad.

The boy's cheeks were swollen from being stuffed with food, and his face was painted with heavy smoky makeup, which made it hard to bear to look at.

"Why did you paint yourself so ugly?" Shen Mochen wiped his face with his finger in disgust, rubbing a finger of black eyeshadow.

"Hey hey," Fu Xingyun swallowed a mouthful of food, still a little worried, "Brother, stop being angry!"

"I'm not angry at all." Shen Mochen wiped off the eyeshadow on his hands with a napkin.

"Yeah, I know, my brother won't be angry with me." Although Fu Xingyun said it smoothly, his eyes were still frightened.

Shen Mochen sighed: "Don't worry, I'm really not angry. You are right, there is a big difference between us."

"Ah?" Fu Xingyun was anxious when he heard that, but he had just swallowed his mouth full of food and couldn't speak, so he had to chew quickly, almost choking.

"Don't worry," Shen Mochen handed him a cup of black tea, stretched out his hand and patted his back.

Gently patted his back with his palm, relieving the tightness in his chest.

"Listen to me, although there is a big difference between us, it is not anyone's fault. I just figured it out. There will be no identical people in this world. If that is the case, everyone will be like looking in a mirror. Yes, how can there be any fun in making friends? So from now on, I will try my best to understand you and understand your thoughts, okay?"

Fu Xingyun nodded vigorously, his eyes glistened, and he lowered his head to take another bite of rice.

"Eat slowly... I will wait for you, don't worry."

The live broadcast room is already full of woo woo woo:

[Reconciliation, it's really great! 】

【I don't need a boyfriend, but my CP don't quarrel, okay! 】

【Brother is too gentle, Xing Xing should feel at ease now. 】

【Xing Xing was so wronged just now, she almost cried. 】

[Gah, these two people are obviously worried about each other, and they have such a big awkward situation. Not only did they abuse each other, but they also abused us! 】

[But I really learned, Xing Xing’s move is not bad, so it’s an apology for women’s clothing? 】

This barrage completely distorted the rhythm behind:

[You call this women's clothing? ! !Grandma's outfit is almost the same! 】

[Grandma is also a woman!Be careful that there is no lucky money when you go home during the Chinese New Year! 】

[Don't tell me, Xing Xing's facial features are very delicate, if she wears women's clothes, she must look good! 】

[I want to watch it, but I don't know if the program group can give some benefits. 】

[Want to watch +1, let's go, let's go to the official Weibo of the program group to petition! 】

[Hahaha, that's fine too, take me and take me! 】

Wearing a "grandmother outfit", Fu Xingyun finally finished his meal, and under Shen Mochen's supervision, he didn't dare to leave a single rice.

"Where did brother photographer go?" Shen Mochen thought of looking for Fu Xingyun's uncle.

"That... there is no ice cream over there. I ran into him when he was passing by. Let him go back to rest first. We can take the live camera back later. Ah!"

He hastily stretched out his hand and brought the camera over. Sure enough, the camera was always on.

"It's all recorded, what should I do?" He raised his head and asked Shen Mochen.

Shen Mochen looked calm, "There is a five-hour time difference between Turkey and China, and it's already early morning in China, so not many people will watch it."

He waved to the live camera.

"Our live broadcast will end at 11 p.m.," he turned his head and glanced at the wall clock outside the cafe, "It is now 11:25 p.m. local time, which has exceeded the live broadcast time, so we have to download it. Rest well, everyone! See you tomorrow!"

After turning off the machine, Shen Mochen stood up, "Let's go."

The money was with Fu Xingyun, he settled the bill in a hurry, pulled Shen Mochen and said in a low voice: "Brother, let me change my clothes and wash my face, okay?"

Shen Mochen raised his eyebrows: "This is very good, let's wash it at the residence!"

"No," Fu Xingyun shook his head, "Our hotel hasn't been booked yet. If I book a hotel like this, who dares to let us stay!"

Shen Mochen looked at his smoky makeup, and couldn't help laughing: "Why didn't you think of this layer when you first put on makeup?"

"I was in a hurry at that time!" Fu Xingyun pulled Shen Mochen's clothes, "Just go to the coffee shop opposite where I put on makeup, okay?"

Ten minutes later, Fu Xingyun had already taken off the complicated national costume, sat in front of the mirror in the cafe, and asked Shen Mochen to remove his makeup.

The wet towel was wiped cool on the face, and gently stroked the eyebrows and eyes.

Fu Xingyun closed his eyes and tilted his head obediently.

Shen Mochen breathed softly, with the cool and sweet aroma of mints after a meal, sweeping over the tip of his nose.

He gently opened his eyes, and his brother's pale lips met his eyes.

Shen Mochen's lips are very beautiful, not thick, but they have a sense of presence. The corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, and a few shallow lip lines make the lips look softer and fuller. At some point, a small drop of crystal light was stained on the corners of the mouth. drops of water.

I want to... lick it off!

As soon as this idea came out, Fu Xingyun suddenly felt an indescribable heat, which made his lips dry.

He licked his lips involuntarily and leaned forward.

Shen Mochen had just wiped the corners of his eyes clean, bent his knuckles and touched his forehead, leaned back to see other marks on his face.

The lips that were about to touch were separated like this, and Fu Xingyun frowned slightly.

Feeling Fu Xingyun leaning towards him, Shen Mochen gently pressed his fingers against his forehead, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, are you sleepy?"

Fu Xingyun suddenly woke up.

Intense shame and panic suddenly swept through the whole body, the heart was beating wildly, the blood was flowing rapidly, and even the eardrums were buzzing.

The world seems to be covered with a layer of veil, so you can't see or hear clearly.

The gaze in front of him left him nowhere to escape, and before he had time to understand what he was thinking, Fu Xingyun said in a concealed manner: "No, I just think, if you don't get angry, um..."

Unexpectedly, he blurted out, "Can you give me a hug?"

After the words came out of his mouth, Fu Xingyun was startled. Is there any difference between a hug and a kiss?

Will my brother get angry and go away?

How should I explain this?

"What? Still struggling in your heart?" Shen Mochen let go of his fingers on his forehead, "I said I won't blame you anymore."

Yes, it's because I don't feel at ease, so I want more contact to stabilize myself.

After convincing yourself, you have to convince the questioner.

Fu Xingyun bit the bullet, and finally came up with a reason: "My brother hugged that white cat just now, and I want to hug it too."

"How old are you, comparing yourself to a cat?"

Shen Mochen looked up at the coffee shop. Although the lights were dim, the two orientals appeared here. They were both tall and leggy and had delicate faces. Many people were secretly looking at them.

Looking down at Fu Xingyun again, the young man pursed his lips slightly, and there was a faint glimmer of water in his black eyes, like a wronged puppy.

The little milk dog who competes with cats!

He took a small step back with some headaches, but Fu Xingyun raised his head and grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Are you okay?"

Shen Mochen wanted to help his forehead, but he didn't expect Fu Xingyun to be so clingy today.Thinking about it again, the awkwardness between the two of them was indeed big enough today, and it's normal for him to feel uneasy, but here...?

"There are a lot of people here. When we find a place to live, can I give you another hug?"

"Ah?" Unexpectedly, he could really agree, but Fu Xingyun was taken aback.

"Don't make trouble, go back and hug me!" Shen Mochen thought he was going to cling to him again, so his tone became tough.

"Oh, that, that's good!" The little milk dog blinked his eyes twice, and his emotions rose again.

When he came to the counter, Fu Xingyun returned the folded clothes to the proprietress with a smile.

The proprietress is a typical Turkish beauty, with deep eyebrows and a sweet smile. Seeing Fu Xingyun's happy face, he knew that he had coaxed her back.

He winked at the young man and smiled happier than Fu Xingyun.

Fu Xingyun lay on the counter, thanked the proprietress softly, and asked her where there was a hotel to stay.

"Turn 100 meters to the left, the best hostel in town!" The enthusiastic proprietress took them all the way to the hostel, fearing that they would not be able to find them.

After checking in quickly, the two came to the room.

"Let's take a shower first." Shen Mochen patted Fu Xingyun's shoulder, but heard him softly "hiss".

That's where he punched today.

"Does it still hurt?" He frowned.

"It's okay." Fu Xingyun quickly took two steps forward, stretching his shoulders, "Look, it's okay, I'll take a shower first!"

When he came out after washing, he didn't see Shen Mochen.

"Brother..." Fu Xingyun looked around the room and still couldn't find anyone. He opened the door and looked at the public corridor outside.

I don't know where he went, if I go out to look for it rashly, I'm afraid it will become a cycle of you looking for me - I will look for you again.

But if I don't look for it, I feel uneasy.

He sighed, just opened the door, stood at the door and waited.

The night in Ephesus is very quiet, and the hustle and bustle of the day seems to have never existed.

The wind blows gently, bringing the whisper of the leaves.

After a while, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

Shen Mochen walked up the corridor quickly, and saw the door was open, and the dim and warm lights flooded the floor. Fu Xingyun stood in front of the door, looking at him eagerly.

"Done the washing?" Shen Mochen took a breath, and raised the small ice bucket in his hand.The ice cubes collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

"Just right, show me what's going on." He hastily closed the door and pushed Fu Xingyun into the room.

"Brother, I'm fine," Fu Xingyun sideways avoided him.

"I know you're fine." Shen Mochen followed him as if coaxing a child, "Take a towel wrapped with ice and apply it, and it won't hurt so much tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll just apply it myself," Fu Xingyun took the towel and ice cubes he handed over, "Hurry up and take a shower, it's past twelve o'clock."

Shen Mochen still wanted to persevere, but seeing his evasive appearance, he was afraid that he was shy, so he gave up after a while.

"Ice it for a while!" He repeatedly asked.

"Okay, okay, go and wash."

There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, Fu Xingyun loosened his bathrobe and glanced at his shoulder.

The left shoulder socket is red, and it is estimated that it will turn into a bruise tomorrow.

He put the ice towel against the hollow of his shoulder, thinking, no matter how painful it is tomorrow, he can't make a sound, otherwise, his brother will be worried again.

After Shen Mochen took a shower, he washed and dried the clothes that the two of them had changed.

As he was busy in the room, Fu Xingyun obediently sat on the small sofa and applied ice cubes,

When he finally finished his work, Fu Xingyun had already laid down under the quilt and wrapped himself up tightly.

"Did you blow dry your hair?"

"Blow dry." The person under the quilt only showed a pair of eyes, and even his voice was muffled.

"Okay." Shen Mochen sat down beside his bed, stretched out his hand to tear off the quilt covering his nose and pressed it under his chin, and asked him with a low smile, "Isn't it hot?"

"Not hot." Fu Xingyun yawned and turned sideways to Shen Mochen.

"Okay, go to sleep!" Shen Mochen sat beside him, reaching out to gently pat the quilt on his back.

In the haze, Fu Xingyun vaguely felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, but he couldn't remember what he had forgotten.

This feeling was very uncomfortable, he twisted on the bed, and looked at Shen Mochen who was sitting beside him.

The plane took more than 9 hours the day before, and after getting off the plane, I only slept for a few hours on the bus, and then it was training, skydiving, traveling, plus the emotional ups and downs throughout the day, even Iron Man couldn't stand it.

Shen Mochen patted Fu Xingyun's back lightly with one hand, the frequency became lower and lower, his eyes were closed, and his head was nodding.

A small piece of my heart collapsed, soft.

"Brother..." Fu Xingyun called him in a low voice.

Shen Mochen woke up suddenly, leaned over to look at him: "What's the matter, haven't fallen asleep yet, does your shoulder still hurt?"

Fu Xingyun shook his head, suddenly stretched out his arms, put his arms around Shen Mochen's neck, and pulled him towards him.

"Brother, you forgot to hug me."

Next to Shen Mochen's ear was a low smile: "Okay, isn't this hugging?"

"It doesn't count, you have to 'hug-hold'."

Shen Mochen only felt that there was a little puppy hanging from his neck, so he had to lift his upper body up vigorously, put his hands into the gap between Fu Xingyun's back and the bed, and folded his arms.

Fu Xingyun nodded, poking his chin on Shen Mochen's chest.

This is the real hug.

Brother's breath hit the pinna, Fu Xingyun shrank into his neck, the tip of his nose rubbed against the man's delicate collarbone, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

"Brother is the best..." He mumbled to himself and fell asleep.

The next morning, Shen Mochen was woken up by the phone call from the hotel.

He took the microphone, and the front desk said that a Mr. Su Ke was looking for them.

Su Ke is the uncle photographer who followed them.

"It's someone we know, please let him come up, thank you." Shen Mochen said.

He looked up at the other bed. Fu Xingyun had woken up at some point and was not in the room now.

Early in the morning, where have you been?

When Su Ke entered, Shen Mochen was washing up.

"Sit down first, the camera is on the table." Shen Mochen stuck his head out from the bathroom.

Su Ke had already picked up the camera, took out a battery from his bag, and replaced it.

"Chen, where do you go for breakfast?"

"I don't know, Xingyun may have gone out early in the morning." Shen Mochen wiped the water from his face, and saw Su Ke's camera directly aimed at his face, "Why are you taking pictures so close?"

Su Ke smiled: "The program team requested that we shoot some materials without makeup for you."

Shen Mochen smiled: "We don't usually wear makeup, we always wear no makeup."

He had just come out of the shower, his face was full of moisture, and there were still a few crystal drops of water hanging on the ends of his hair by the sideburns, shining brightly in the newborn sunlight.The flawless cool white complexion was warmed by the rising sun, and the amber eyes narrowed slightly due to the sunlight, provoking the sexy corners of the eyes.

"Gorgeous!" the photographer muttered.

The audience in the live broadcast room of course heard him talking to himself, and the barrage frantically passed across the screen.

[Just finished yesterday's rebroadcast, and as soon as I entered the live broadcast room, I saw Brother Chen's supreme beauty, so be careful! 】

[This man is fine without makeup, the key is that he is still so beautiful without makeup! 】

[awsl, to be able to appreciate brother's beauty so closely! 】

【Mom asked me if I dropped my phone into the water, why is the screen wet...】

[Suddenly discovered that the uncle's English is very good, the word gorgeous could not be more appropriate! 】

[Speaking of appearance, where did brother Xingxing go? 】

[Yeah, why are the stars not here, I beg them for the video after they downloaded it yesterday! 】

There was a sudden knock on the door, "Room service!" Someone yelled from outside.

Shen Mochen went to open the door.

Following Shen Mochen's movements, the sun shone outside the door. Under the Turkish October sun, Fu Xingyun was pushing a small dining car and standing at the door with a smile.

"Brother, breakfast is ready!" He pushed the car in.

[Wow, love breakfast? 】

【Brother is in good spirits today, full of smiles and full of energy】

[Delivering food to the room early in the morning, the service is so thoughtful? 】

[Quickly let me know what you have for breakfast! 】

The room has a small balcony with two comfortable soft-backed chairs and a coffee table.A white rose on the table is bathed in the morning sun, so delicate and beautiful.

The two put the food in the dining car on the small table together.

Tomatoes, cucumbers and olives, fried eggs, potatoes, honey, cream, dried fruit, two kinds of jams, three kinds of cheeses, crispy fried sausages and ham...and a big pot of Turkish black tea.

[Wait, did Xingxing move all the restaurants here? 】

[Although it looks delicious, if you eat it like this, will you go bankrupt! 】

【Does Xingxing not know that funds are limited? Even if you have the most money, it won't be enough to eat like this! 】

[Yes, they ate well last night. 】

【Brother doesn't care about it? 】

[It's over, it's over, will you see Brother Chen and the young master sleeping on the street because they don't have money? 】

[To be honest, I kind of want to see it! 】

[Forgive me for speaking unkindly, I want to see it too! 】

This speculation reached its climax when the two came to a building after breakfast.

【What is this place?Aren't they hurrying off? 】

[Looking at the advertisement on the wall, the visual inspection has something to do with the car. 】

[I heard that Xingxing owns a McLaren, and it was driven to the expansion base at that time. 】

【What are they doing?buy a car?Don't you have no money? 】

[It should be renting a car! 】

After Fu Xingyun took out his certificate and went through the formalities, the netizens were shocked!

[Really rent a car! ! !Is it so extravagant? 】

[Is it expensive to rent a car in Türkiye? 】

The financial problem of the two aroused the strong interest of netizens, so much so that a post dedicated to financial analysis appeared in "Toutiao of a certain day":

[Everyone knows that the basic capital of the Stardust Group is 1800 RMB, which is about 2800 lire in local currency. The consumption of the two of them was quite a lot last night. The breakfast this morning was at least 250 lire, and the accommodation was 100, so it went to 350. 】

[The author has rented a car in Turkey, with a deposit of 300, and a daily rent of 250 for returning the car in another place. They traveled to Adana for about 650 kilometers, plus a tour detour, the oil was at least 300 lire, and the rent for three days was 750 lire. I spent 1600 lire, plus the 350 just mentioned, a total of 1950 lire, or 1240 yuan. 】

[The remaining 560 yuan is probably just enough to save a little food, but there is definitely no money to take the audience to play.Is this live broadcast room going to show us the scenery on the road? 】

As soon as the article came out, many people responded immediately:

[The scenery on the road is also beautiful, as long as you can reach your destination. 】

[To be honest, I still want to see them play some more exciting sports. Both of them have good sports skills. Why don't you arrange something like paragliding? 】

[Just checked, paragliding costs at least 100 US dollars, and you can probably play in the car without food or drink. 】

[This is boring. If you look at the scenery, isn't the documentary good for him? 】

[Actually, I don't look at the scenery, I just look at the faces of the two of them. 】

[The big challenge of life in this issue is probably to watch the stars and challenge life without money!Hahaha! 】

【Speaking of which, Shen Mochen has no intention of saving money. Being a celebrity is used to spending money lavishly. That's right. I usually accept so many endorsements and take money softly. How can I know the bitterness of not having money?I'm looking forward to seeing how they have no money! 】

【snort!Maybe the program team will secretly hide their positions and give them a little more money. I decided to spend money on them from now on. 】

As if wanting to verify their words, in the live broadcast, Fu Xingyun took out a large amount of banknotes and handed them to the staff who rented the car.

The author has something to say:

Ugh, revealing the title of the next chapter in advance - brother, we're out of money!

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