Foodies can't be broken

As soon as Jiang He's Weibo was posted, fans who were waiting to wish him a happy birthday rushed in one after another.

Then he was yelled by Jiang He's beautiful selfie, and was tempted to cry hungry by his second food picture.

Rui: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

Boiled water: Huh? ? ?Wait a minute, I'm still here worrying about Jiang He's resources, but he's looking at the scenery in Greece?

Summerspume: Hahahaha, why do you suddenly feel like you're worrying for nothing?

Miao Chi Yu Miao Miao: By the way... don't you think Jiang He's makeup is particularly delicate? ? ?It feels like I'm shooting, maybe I'm going to take a photo?

Jiuge: It's possible!I always feel like there is something new!

Dongdu Husky: Waiting for a surprise...

……

The fans were discussing enthusiastically, but the restaurant was extremely quiet at the moment.

Jiang He blinked his eyes in puzzlement, while Yu He was holding back his laughter.

The reason is... Fu Shanhai's mobile phone is still sending push notifications persistently.

……

"Your little baby Jiang He's Weibo is trending!"

……

Fu Shanhai stretched out his hand stiffly, took out the phone from his pocket, and long pressed the lock screen.

...and shut down directly.

……

He looked at Jiang He, coughed twice, and explained: "...I just downloaded a celebrity dynamic app, I'll download it and study it."

Jiang He was a little surprised: "There is such an app?"

"Yes," Yu He introduced to him from the side, "You can set celebrities you care about, and they will be reminded as soon as they post on Weibo. You can also see when they have been online and how long they have been online."

Jiang Heting was dumbfounded: "...so detailed..."

"Don't worry," Fu Shanhai calmed down and answered the words very naturally, "If you really want to browse Weibo, just open a small account."

Jiang He was suddenly a little curious: "A trumpet? Do you have a trumpet too?"

... Not only does he have a trumpet, but Mr. Fu, who often goes to various topics related to Jiang He and can't stop, said frankly: "No."

……

After a meal, the three of them returned to the hotel, and Yu He had already started to pack his luggage.

They had to catch the plane back the next morning, and Jiang He had to hurry up to record a new song.

Fu Shanhai sorted out his things and threw them into the box, then turned around and went out to Jiang He's room.

Jiang He had just finished taking a shower and was packing his things.

While cleaning up, he showed Fu Shanhai the results he had collected in the past few days.

"This is a small windmill, which is said to bring good luck."

"This is a commemorative coin, I bought ten."

"Look, this is the wood carving in that old man's shop, he said I picked the best one!"

Fu Shanhai thought about it, the white-bearded grandfather seemed to say that to everyone.

But seeing Jiang He so happy, of course he didn't say that.

After Jiang He finished tidying up, he put a small velvet box on top like a baby.

Fu Shanhai was a little curious: "What is this, a gift from the brand?"

Jiang He nodded.

Fu Shanhai looked at the ring on Jiang He's hand: "Isn't it on your hand? Why do you need a box?"

Jiang He blinked twice, smiled at Fu Shanhai, and didn't tell him.

……

"It's packed," Jiang He looked around to confirm that nothing was left behind, "you can sleep now!"

While talking, Jiang He was a little embarrassed again: "I have troubled you these few days."

These two nights, Fu Shanhai has been in his room, waiting for him to fall asleep before leaving.

...No way, Jiang He still can't get used to living in a hotel alone.

Fu Shanhai patted Jiang He's head like a coaxing child: "Go to sleep, get up at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, have breakfast, and we will leave here."

Jiang He got under the quilt, only his head was exposed, and he looked at Fu Shanhai with eyes full of reluctance: "Time flies so fast, it feels like two days have passed in the blink of an eye."

After thinking about it, he said again: "I have had a very happy these two days, thank you."

"Don't say thank you anymore," Fu Shanhai said suddenly, "Everything I do is voluntary, so, Jiang He, don't say thank you to me anymore."

Jiang He looked at him in a daze.

Fu Shanhai blinked at him: "Instead of saying thank you, you might as well take some practical actions, I might be happier."

Jiang He had some doubts on his face.

Fu Shanhai pointed to his own cheek, and smiled very cunningly: "For example, give me a kiss?"

……

Jiang He blushed, and immediately got into bed.

"good night!"

Fu Shanhai raised his eyebrows: "Last time a fan was holding a child, and you even took the initiative to kiss the child."

Jiang He's voice was muffled: "That kid is very cute..."

Fu Shanhai refused: "Aren't I cute?"

"..."

Fu Shanhai coughed: "...well, you don't need to kiss, but a hug is fine, right?"

"..."

Fu Shanhai looked at the unmoved quilt and smiled: "It's alright, let's go to bed quickly, otherwise tomorrow I will say that I didn't sleep well and have a headache."

……

Jiang He was quiet for a long time, and suddenly stretched out a hand from under the quilt.

Fu Shanhai was taken aback for a moment, and looked at him suspiciously.

However, Jiang He still huddled under the quilt without any other reaction.

Fu Shanhai hesitated, and tentatively stroked Jiang He's palm lightly.

Jiang He was very itchy when touched, retracted a bit, but didn't completely retract, stopped for a few seconds and stretched out again, actively grabbed Fu Shanhai's finger.

Fu Shanhai's eyes widened instantly, and his breathing paused.

Jiang He held his fingers quietly like this, and slowly fell asleep.

……

Feeling that the breathing of the person on the bed became even and slow, Fu Shanhai stretched out his hand, gently pulled the quilt off Jiang He's head, and tucked it behind his shoulders.

Carefully put back Jiang He's outstretched hand, and covered him tightly with the quilt.

When he got up to go out, Fu Shanhai looked at the small box on the ground that hadn't been closed yet, and the careful and precious ring box that was put together with Jiang, and stopped in his tracks.

He walked to the box, knelt down, and took out the box.

When I opened it, I realized it wasn't an empty box.

... Inside was the bracelet that Fu Shanhai gave to Jiang He.

Jiang He even carefully placed a circle around the ring holder, placing the wavy ring at the very center.

Fu Shanhai looked at the bracelet quietly for a while, and suddenly laughed silently.

……

The door was quietly closed, and Fu Shanhai left the room.

On the other hand, Jiang He was sleeping sweetly on the bed, and he didn't even notice the... soft kiss that fell on his forehead just now.

……

The next morning, the three arrived at the airport on time.

Jiang He refused to put on that big shawl this time, stubbornly wearing his sunglasses and walking towards the lounge.

Fu Shanhai followed him and tried to sell the shawl.

"Warm and stylish, with high privacy..."

Jiang He shook his head firmly: "No, it's too boring, no one can recognize me like this, and this is Greece, no one will recognize me."

"Who said, did you forget the girl who gave you flowers yesterday?" Fu Shanhai was justified, "There is still a possibility of being recognized, so..."

"But when I posted on Weibo yesterday, they already recognized that I was in Greece, so...it doesn't matter if I am recognized again? Anyway, the itinerary is not kept secret anymore."

Fu Shanhai was taken aback suddenly, and then he remembered the selfie Jiang He sent last night.

……

Yu He, who had been following silently, suddenly laughed.

This was the first time he had seen someone who could silence what the boss said.

Jiang He has improved now...

……

The return plane had to fly for nearly ten hours. The flight was too long, and Jiang He successfully became sleepy after sitting for a long time.

Fortunately, the space in the first-class cabin is wide enough, and he can even put the seat down, curling up on the wide seat, almost no different from lying on a bed.

Then look up the window, the sky is clear, the clouds are surging under the feet, the scenery is beautiful, and it is very comfortable to look at.

Fu Shanhai wanted a blanket and put it on Jiang He: "Be careful of catching a cold."

Jiang He turned around and looked at him curiously: "Aren't you sleeping?"

"Well, I still have things to deal with," Fu Shanhai waved a few pages of paper in his hand, "The guys in the company never forget to find something for me to do when I'm on a business trip."

Jiang He smiled: "It means you are very important to them."

Fu Shanhai didn't expect Jiang Hehui to say such a sentence suddenly, he was slightly taken aback, turned to look at him, couldn't help but also laughed.

"...Go to sleep, I'll wake you up after dinner."

"Well," Jiang He just closed his eyes, seemed to be remembering something, opened them again brightly, and asked cautiously, "Well... can you tell the flight attendant that you don't want to eat steak? I want to eat rice at noon... "

Fu Shanhai thought about it, the airline here may not have Chinese food, but... If Jiang He wants to eat, it is not impossible.

"it is good."

……

I don't know how Fu Shanhai communicated with the flight attendants. When Jiang He opened his eyes at noon, there was very authentic Chinese food in front of him, and there was even a sweet soup.

He ate happily, slept all morning, his sleepiness was gone, and he even had a little excess energy.

want to do something...

Jiang He looked around twice, Fu Shanhai saw his movements and asked him: "What's wrong?"

"The clouds outside are very beautiful. I want to take pictures, can I?" Jiang He asked him.

"of course can."

Jiang He immediately stood up, leaned on the glass and looked out, and carefully picked an angle to take a picture.

After taking the photo, he wanted another photo on the other side, so he ran to the opposite side and clicked and took a few more photos.

At this time, Jiang He felt that someone was watching him.

He turned his head and met a pair of curious eyes.

The first-class cabin of this plane has two seats on one side, and the aisle on the other. Jiang closed and sat in the innermost part, never paying attention to the people in front and behind.

Only now did he realize that there was another person sitting behind him.

He was a very handsome young man, with a straight nose and thin lips. When he pursed his lips, he showed a faint feeling of not being messed with.

Coupled with his flaxen brown curly hair, the whole person is full of aura at a glance.

Jiang He was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this person looked familiar.

The man was also looking at him, with the same hesitation in his eyes.

It even seems to be trying to remember.

……

After a few seconds, the man suddenly said, "Ah, I remembered! Your name is...Jiang He? Right?"

Jiang He blinked and nodded, "Yes, hello..."

"Qin Xiu," the young man introduced himself, "My name is Qin Xiu."

As soon as the name Qin Xiu came out, Jiang He immediately realized who it was.

He is also a relatively popular singer. He first participated in an observation variety show and became popular, and then he made his debut as a singer.

However, most of his songs are fast songs, and there are quite a few raps.

"I didn't expect to meet you here," Qin Xiu said with a smile, "I just came back from vacation, how about you?"

Jiang He said honestly: "I'm going to take a photo."

Qin Xiu nodded: "I heard that you are going to release a new song again? I have listened to the previous song "Longevity". It is a beautiful song."

Jiang He blushed slightly: "Thank you."

The two were chatting, Fu Shanhai got up and walked over: "Jiang He, who are you talking to?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Qin Xiu and was taken aback for a moment.

Qin Xiu recognized at a glance that this was the boss of Shanhai Xingguang, nodded and smiled: "Boss Fu, hello."

"...Hello," Fu Shanhai glanced at Jiang He, "Do you know each other?"

Jiang He shook his head: "I happened to meet you."

Fu Shanhai felt relieved: "...Oh."

……

When the three of them talked, Qin Xiu was surprised when he heard that Jiang He had not received professional training before: "Then your talent is too good, I thought you practiced since childhood."

Jiang He smiled shyly: "It's not as good as you said, I think your songs are better, and those raps are really tongue-twisting, I might not even be able to read them."

"It's nothing, it'll be fine if you practice more, a good voice is God's reward."

The two people boasted to each other in business, polite and polite, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Fu Shanhai's teeth itch from hearing it, and it's not easy to pull him back to his seat, so he can only sit and accompany Jiang He.

At this time, the plane suddenly shook slightly.

The wine glass in front of Qin Xiu was about to fall to the side in an instant, he was startled, and reached out to stop the glass.

An announcement came from the plane: "Passengers, there is a turbulent airflow ahead. Please sit back, fasten your seat belts, and don't walk around casually."

Fu Shanhai immediately pulled the man back.

Qin Xiu pulled the seat belt on the seat with one hand, while still saying to Jiang He: "Jiang He, let's add a contact information later!"

Jiang He nodded hurriedly: "Okay!"

Fu Shanhai gritted his teeth, wondering what to do, why one or two want to add friends when they meet Jiang He.

With so many people in the entertainment industry, Jiang He's friend positions are not enough for them to add.

……

Putting the person back on the seat quickly, Fu Shanhai went around him to find the seat belt, and buckled it carefully for Jiang He.

The turbulence became more and more severe, and the plane shook violently. Fu Shanhai, who had not had time to sit back in his seat, fell directly on Jiang He.

Jiang He hurriedly pulled him back: "It's all right."

"...It's okay." Fu Shanhai got up in a bit of embarrassment, and wanted to go back to his seat, "You hold this handle and fix it, don't hit yourself."

However, before he could take a step, he became unsteady again and fell on Jiang He again.

Jiang He was actually beaten twice, and it was false to say that it didn't hurt. He blinked and suggested: "... Otherwise, don't go back, sit here with me first...the seat is enough..."

Fu Shanhai didn't hesitate, sat down next to Jiang He, and firmly grasped the handle on the other side.

Although the seat is spacious, it still seems a little crowded when there is one more person suddenly.

The two were close to each other, and Jiang He was afraid that Fu Shanhai would not be able to sit still, so he stretched out one hand and tugged at his clothes.

Fu Shanhai looked at the hand at his waist, raised his eyebrows, took Jiang He's hand directly, and walked around to his other side: "It's more stable this way."

...Jiang He felt as if he was hugging Fu Shanhai's waist, and blushed a little.

But he was also afraid that Fu Shanhai would fall again, so he stretched out his hand obediently, and grabbed him seriously.

The muscles in Fu Shanhai's abdomen are tight and strong, and feel a little hard, but the miracle is that, for some reason... there is still a little elasticity.

Jiang He couldn't help poking it twice.

Fu Shanhai gasped for a moment.

Jiang He may not know what he is doing, but Comrade Xiao Fu under him knows very well.

...also very spiritual.

Fu Shanhai gritted his teeth and turned his head to look at Jiang He silently.

Jiang He's eyes were full of curiosity. Although the plane swayed to and fro, his hands kept poking.

Maybe it was because he thought that Fu Shanhai would not be able to notice his movements by shaking like this.

……

Fu Shanhai finally couldn't help it, lowered his head, and called Jiang He softly in his ear.

"Jiang He."

Jiang He looked up at him with bright eyes.

Fu Shanhai's voice was slightly hoarse: "If you keep touching, I will..."

He pressed the following words very low, but Jiang He heard them clearly.

Jiang He's eyes widened suddenly, and he withdrew his hand abruptly.

Just at this time, the turbulence of the plane finally stopped for a while.

Before Fu Shanhai left, he looked at the flushed Jiang He and smiled wickedly.

Then he lowered his head, and bit Jiang He's earlobe like a dragonfly.

Jiang He shivered, red from the earlobe all the way to the neck.

Fu Shanhai got up satisfied and returned to his seat.