Foodies can't be broken

Jiang He stopped at Fu Shanhai's house for more than an hour, looked left and right, touched here and there.

Fu Shanhai followed him with a smile, watching him foolishly happy all the time.

On the way back, Jiang He was always very excited.

If Fu Shanhai hadn't told him to rest tonight, he might have packed up his things overnight and prepared to move.

……

Early the next morning, Jiang He called Fu Shanhai again.

"Can I move today?"

Fu Shanhai opened his eyes and looked at his watch.

Five o'clock.

With a hoarse voice, he was funny and helpless: "...Good boy, is it your habit to get up early when you are happy?"

Jiang He lowered his voice embarrassingly: "...then...can I move it?"

"..." Fu Shanhai's laughter was very clear on the phone, "Okay, yes, I will contact you, you don't need to pack anything, just wait for me in the dormitory."

……

An hour later, Fu Shanhai and Yu He arrived together.

Followed by several staff members of the moving company.

Although Fu Shanhai told Jiang He not to clean up, Jiang He has consciously packed all the frequently used items into a cardboard box and is preparing to pack the rest of the clothes.

Fu Shanhai took Jiang He's hand: "Don't clean up, they will do it, let's go have breakfast."

……

After eating an energetic breakfast, Jiang He was thinking about moving, and urged Fu Shanhai to go back quickly.

Who knew that Fu Shanhai turned the steering wheel and took him home.

Jiang He was taken aback: "Aren't you going back to the dormitory?"

"No need," Fu Shanhai glanced at his watch, "It should have been brought here."

Jiang He was suddenly surprised: "So fast?!"

……

As soon as the two arrived home, they saw that the big and small boxes had been neatly placed in the living room.

Several workers are still unpacking.

Jiang He noticed that they carefully put some jewelry into flannel bags to prevent bumps.

After roughly checking the things, Jiang He was a little puzzled: "Where are my clothes?"

"What clothes?" Fu Shanhai asked casually as he was helping the staff organize things.

"That's right, those clothes in the closet in my room!" Jiang He was a little anxious, and looked at Fu Shanhai, "It seems that I didn't take them..."

"Oh, those," Fu Shanhai dug out a box of Jiang He's personal belongings, and consciously put them in the wardrobe of the master bedroom, "I don't want them anymore."

Jiang He's eyes widened instantly: "...what?"

"Well," Fu Shanhai shook a small piece of fabric in his hand, "just take these."

Jiang He saw the things in his hand clearly, his face blushed instantly, and he ran over to grab them and put them back in the closet: "There are so many clothes, how can..."

"Hey, those are outdated," Fu Shanhai patted Jiang He on the head, "I'll take you to buy new ones later."

Jiang He frowned, disapproving: "But those are new too."

"You are a big star now." Fu Shanhai moved his hand down and squeezed Jiang He's face, "Pay attention to your image."

Jiang He was even more unhappy: "I think it's a waste of you to do this."

Fu Shanhai paused for a few seconds, then suddenly changed the subject: "We're going to meet someone later."

Jiang He looked at him: "Who?"

"My name is Qian Yong," Fu Shanhai said. "A very powerful designer who has planned many large-scale stages. All the singers you like have worked with him."

Jiang He's eyes widened instantly in surprise: "Did I invite him to plan my concert?"

"Yes," Fu Shanhai said, "he has a great reputation, and he needs to be more formal when meeting people. I'll take you to buy some clothes later, okay?"

Jiang He nodded immediately: "Okay!"

……

The corners of Fu Shanhai's mouth began to rise quietly.

……

Fu Shanhai's way of buying clothes has always been very heroic. He buys clothes after he has tried them and buys them when he can wear them.

Jiang He will pick and choose, and only buy after thinking about how to match it.

After the two walked around, Fu Shanhai had a lot more bags than Jiang He.

He thought Jiang He would look good in it, so he bought it directly.

When Jiang He found out, he immediately frowned and looked at him: "Why are you buying clothes while I'm not paying attention?"

Fu Shanhai innocently picked up the clothes in his hand: "It's very pretty."

Jiang He took a look and was suddenly taken aback.

"Why is there a skirt?"

He looked at the bag in Fu Shanhai's hand. It was obvious that there was a preppy plaid skirt in it, and there seemed to be a white lace shirt underneath.

Fu Shanhai was startled, and quickly hid the bag: "No, you read it wrong, it's all shirts."

Jiang He looked at him dubiously: "Really?"

"Yes," Fu Shanhai took Jiang He's shoulders, his face not blushing and his heart beating, "Let's go, it's almost time, and I'm going to see Qian Yong."

……

Jiang He's attention was again diverted by the matter of going to see Qian Yong, while Fu Shanhai heaved a sigh of relief, and quietly stuffed the women's outfit at the bottom of the trunk.

When I saw this dress, for some reason, I suddenly felt that Jiang He must be very cute in it.

I bought it by accident...

If Jiang He knew what he was thinking, he would probably run away immediately with his luggage...

……

Qian Yong's studio has a strong sense of design, showing the master's taste.

He himself is also a very thoughtful person. After getting the thumbnail of the venue, Qian Yong immediately had several plans and discussed them with Jiang He.

When Jiang He put himself into work, he was serious and enthusiastic. The two chatted until the afternoon without knowing it. Fu Shanhai even sent someone to bring him lunch.

Before leaving, the two had finalized a lot of things.

Jiang He walked to the door, turned around and bowed to him.

"Excuse me."

Qian Yong waved his hand flattered: "No, it's not troublesome, but you can be so serious, I'm very touched."

After many artists know that he has taken over, they will just let go of it, and when it comes to the end, they will raise a bunch of dissatisfaction, which makes it very difficult for him.

But Jiang He is different. Jiang He has clearly expressed his thoughts and the feeling the venue wants from the very beginning.

Jiang He also responded to many details Qian Yong raised.

Qian Yong himself feels lucky to meet such a dedicated and hardworking artist.

……

After coming out, Jiang He was still immersed in the venue design, and Fu Shanhai called him several times but didn't hear it.

Fu Shanhai sighed, lowered his head suddenly, and forcibly awakened Jiang He's thoughts.

……

Jiang He blushed for a while before pushing him away, his eyes were full of water: "...you... have really gone too far recently."

Fu Shanhai licked his lower lip with desire and dissatisfaction: "Is this too much? There are more too much, do you want to try?"

Jiang He pursed his lips, blushed even more, and turned his head to ignore him.

Fu Shanhai held Jiang He's hand: "Okay, let's not be busy, let's go to eat, you didn't eat well at noon."

Speaking of this, Fu Shanhai frowned again: "...No, it's because you haven't eaten well recently."

When it comes to eating, Jiang He's emotions are aroused: "Where to eat?"

"What do you want to eat?" Fu Shanhai asked him.

Jiang He thought for a while: "...I want to eat roast duck."

When he was watching "Longevity Cup" a few days ago, there was a scene where Zhuang Ji was teasing a big goose in the countryside, but he was chased after him in embarrassment.

Everyone was laughing at that time, but Jiang He looked at the goose eagerly.

"I haven't eaten roast duck for a long time..."

Fu Shanhai also remembered that scene and couldn't help laughing.

"...Okay, let's eat roast duck."

……

The restaurant they came to was a very popular roast duck restaurant in City A.

Fu Shanhai put on a hat and mask for Jiang He, wrapped him tightly, and then pulled him out of the car.

However, as soon as the two appeared in the restaurant, they quickly attracted everyone's attention.

There is no way, the two of them have good clothes and good figures, standing there is a scenic spot.

A few girls even started talking in low voices.

"Oh my god, those two people at the door are so handsome!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I also think that the nose in sunglasses is so straight! Is it from a boy group?"

"Is the other skin super good? The wrist is also super white!"

……

Jiang He heard the sounds around him. He felt a little embarrassed to be seen from head to foot like this. He lowered his head and covered most of his face with his hat.

Fu Shanhai calmly glanced at the girls.

Even through the sunglasses, the girls felt a chill.

They fell silent for a moment.

……

The two walked a little faster and entered the private room.

……

After sitting down, Jiang He took off his hat, and before he could take off his mask, he was stopped by Fu Shanhai.

"I'll pick it up later."

He quickly ordered the food, and then signaled to the waiter that it was ready to serve.

Jiang He looked at him suspiciously.

After all the dishes were served and the waiter left the door, Fu Shanhai signaled that he could pick them up: "To avoid trouble."

Jiang He didn't do anything, but sat aggrieved, staring at the roast duck on the table: "...I can't even watch the roast duck live by Master Pian Ya."

Without the on-site duck slice, the roast duck doesn't look delicious.

Fu Shanhai laughed, helped him take off the mask, and said, "I can't help it. There are too many people in this store. It will be troublesome if they are recognized."

"Oh..." Jiang He sighed resentfully, "It's not good to be famous, and it's not good to be famous, it's so difficult to eat."

When he was complaining, Fu Shanhai had already rolled a cake for him and handed it to Jiang He's mouth.

"Have a taste?"

If Jiang He is not happy, he is not happy, so he still eats as he eats.

With a groan, he bit the cake.

In the next second, his eyes suddenly lit up.

After catching the cake, Jiang He gnawed a few more mouthfuls.

"Delicious!" He looked at Fu Shanhai in surprise.

The duck skin is crispy, the duck meat is soft and tender, and the sweet sauce is well blended. Even the burritos are tough and crispy.

After Jiang He ate the two burritos, his mood immediately improved, and he didn't care about the regret of not seeing the sliced ​​duck scene, so he kept urging Fu Shanhai to try it quickly.

After eating a meal, Jiang He's tension for the past few days finally disappeared a little.

He rubbed his stomach cheerfully: "I'm full."

Fu Shanhai looked at him with a smile: "Have you been tired enough these days?"

"Yeah!" Jiang He nodded, and told Fu Shanhai his bitterness, "Brother Yushan's movements are good-looking, but he's too tired. I'm about to jump into a robot!"

Fu Shanhai raised his eyebrows: "Really? Then let me see."

Jiang He was taken aback, blinked slowly, then shook his head.

Fu Shanhai clicked his tongue: "I found out, once it's just the two of us, you will never dance."

Jiang He pursed his lips a little guilty.

"Why?" Fu Shanhai couldn't help asking him, "Shy?"

Jiang He paused before nodding his head: "...a little bit."

"Why are you shy?" Fu Shanhai took out his mobile phone and started a video very skillfully, "I have watched your video dozens of times."

"What?" Jiang He came over and took a look.

It turned out to be the video that Fu Shanhai recorded offstage when he sang "transform" on stage that day.

He sat close to the stage, and his mobile phone had good pixels, so he captured Jiang He's movements clearly, and even recorded some small expressions that were not captured by the camera.

Jiang He froze instantly.

Thinking of watching this video many times in silence, Fu Shanhai blushed uncontrollably.

Jiang He stretched out his hand, trying to snatch Fu Shanhai's cell phone.

Fu Shanhai raised his arm and swiped the screen deliberately to show Jiang He more inventory.

"What is this? I have a lot of collections here, portrait photos, daily photos, crew photos, backstage photos..."

Jiang He's embarrassing face was almost on fire: "You, why are you saving so many pictures of me in your phone!"

"This is the joy of chasing stars," Fu Shanhai put the phone in his arms, preventing Jiang He from snatching it again, and said with a smile, "You don't understand."

He still has a few "fan pictures" of fans.

He just didn't dare to let Jiang He see it.

……

"..." Jiang He looked at him puzzled and puzzled.

Fu Shanhai met Jiang He's gaze, thought for a while, and said, "How about this, I don't ask much, just give me a short dance."

Jiang He immediately shook his head.

"Just a short paragraph," Fu Shanhai said, "or a few movements."

Seeing that Jiang He still didn't agree, Fu Shanhai showed a hurt expression: "But you have been skipped by so many people, and you have never performed for me alone. I feel unbalanced."

"..." When Jiang He thought about it, it seemed that Fu Shanhai was right, and suddenly he was a little shaken.

Fu Shanhai continued to increase the size: "Just one movement, after the dance, I will bring you to this restaurant for dinner next time, and watch the master roast duck live."

...Jiang He was moved by this condition, and mustered up the courage to stand up.

He stood on the open space in front of the private room, thought for a while, and said, "Then... I'll give you a split."

After finishing speaking, Jiang He spread his legs and went down very neatly.

During this period of dancing practice, his flexibility has increased a lot, and the movements that he could not do before are not difficult for him now.

Jiang He raised his head proudly and looked at Fu Shanhai.

But he found that Fu Shanhai's eyes became a little hot.

He blinked puzzledly.

Fu Shanhai stared intently at Jiang He's long straight legs, because of the movement, the trouser legs were pushed up a little, revealing a section of snow-white ankle.

The waist is thin and soft, and its flexibility is so good that it seems that it can be manipulated at will.

His throat tightened, and he nodded slowly: "...I understand."

……

Jiang He stared in confusion.

Ming... understand what?