Quick Wear: Give the Resentful Man a Home

Duan Wu and Fang Mo came out of the car holding hands. There were inevitably passers-by outside. Although they were blocked outside, they still shouted excitedly from a distance of dozens of meters:

"Don't be so stupid!!! Fuck him till the sky falls apart!!!"

Fang Mo covered his face, didn't dare to say hello, and quickened his pace to flee the scene.

He knew this slogan, which was voted by more than 1000 million CP fans in the super topic. Fang Mo had never been so socially dead before.

He and Duan Wu clearly did nothing except kissing twice, but for some reason he was awarded the Most Capable Award by the audience.

Duan Wu turned around and waved at them, causing another round of screams from behind.

"First of all, we will use a lottery for today's interview. Whoever's name is drawn will be the one we interview. We will also draw lots for the questions, which are all questions from netizens." The director took out two boxes, drew people and questions,

"Let me ask Teacher Jin first, who of the two is more emotional."

Jin Xu thought for a moment and pointed at himself, "I seem to be more easily moved."

"Who's sexier then?"

There was laughter at the scene, Jin Xu fanned himself with the cards in his hand, "That must be our teacher Zhou, sexy."

"Thank you, Mr. Jin, for your answer. Next question, Mr. Fang, when was the last time you and Mr. Duan kissed each other?"

Shit, I guessed the question right.

Fang Mo turned around and looked at Duan Wu, not knowing whether this was private or not, whether he should talk about yesterday or just kiss him directly...

I guessed the question correctly, but I couldn’t bring in the numerical value.

"Morning." He chose a compromise.

[Oh my, oh my, oh my, I don’t believe it, you kissing maniac, you two must have kissed in the car as well]

[When we didn't see it, we assumed that you two were kissing. 】

"Okay, thank you. May I ask if you prefer kissing or hugging?"

"...All, all are OK." Fang Mo said and handed the microphone away. The audience was very dissatisfied with his answer.

[How come I got such a bland question? The live broadcast has attracted too much attention, and Li Xun is getting carried away.]

[Alas, there is nothing interesting to watch. Li Xun is still too steady. ]

Maybe because of the location, the scale of the show is much smaller. After the pre-interview, Li Xun announced today's date tasks.

"Based on the scores of the love missions over the past few days, Teacher Jin and Teacher Zhou are ranked first and can choose the location and content first."

Jin Xu and his friends chose a coffee shop and started by grinding the beans and making a cup of latte art for each other.

"The second place winners are Teacher Duan and Teacher Fang. What do you two choose?"

Among the remaining six scenes prepared by the program team, Fang Mo immediately fell in love with the racecourse.

After practicing horse riding for more than a month in preparation for filming, he fell in love with this sport. However, Fang Mo didn't know whether Duan Wu could ride a horse, so he didn't dare to make a rash choice. If he asked, it would seem as if they were not very familiar with each other.

Duan Wu saw that his eyes were fixed on the invitation letter to the horse farm, so he walked up to it, picked it up and shook it, "Brother Mo, do you want to go horseback riding?"

Fang Mo turned to look at him. The young man's eyes showed concern and insight into his self-confidence.

He chuckled and reached out to hold Duan Wu's hand, as if he was taking a card. "Okay, let's go riding."

[Wow, ahhhhh, I just read a fan fiction about Fang Wu on horseback last night. Which teacher was so prescient...]

[Ah ...

The horse farm is far away from the city center and it took more than an hour to drive there. The boss greeted everyone at the door and took them into the store to choose horse riding equipment.

Duan Wu walked out of the dressing room wearing breeches and riding boots. The mid-length boots wrapped around his calves, making them look thin and strong. The elastic tight breeches stuck to his waist, showing off his slender thighs. His clothes were still the same black retro shirt, which was loose and baggy, but he wore a protective vest to tighten his waist.

His already deep and three-dimensional facial features look even more charming when paired with an outfit full of western chivalry.

[How I wish I were a beggar so I could hold onto Duan Wu’s legs and not let go.]

[Help! This man's legs are too good. He is only allowed to wear tight pants from now on.]

Fang Mo knew that Duan Wu had an excellent figure, but he was still amazed when he came out.

The two of them spent more and more time together these days, and for a moment they forgot what an outstanding person this young man who was playing his fake lover was.

He walked forward, helped pull the collar inward, and praised sincerely, "How handsome."

【Hahahahahahahaha, you made my wife faint, you kid.】

[Brother Mo, you should praise him again to make him excited. ]

As the two tall and slender men walked into the racecourse, they attracted countless attention. The tourists' eyes fell on them, and some recognized them as the stars who have been very popular recently.

"Wow——so fucking handsome"

"There really is a gap between celebrities and ordinary people, so handsome——"

[Wuwuwuwu, who on earth has seen Brother Duan in person?]

[The tourist next to me is playing me. ! ! ]

The staff member led a tall chestnut-haired Jinzhou horse, and Fang Mo stepped on the stirrups and turned over smoothly. He was neat, handsome and elegant, and even the boss next to him praised his professionalism.

[Mo Mo is so handsome, wow wow wow, when will he shoot a costume drama again?]

[A man is in his prime at 30, it is the best time to work hard on filming, Fang Mo, don't be lazy! ]

Fang Mo felt a little regretful. This kind of horse could hardly support the weight of two adult men running. Otherwise, he was looking forward to going with Duan Wu.

Another horse was led over. It was bright black and taller than the one next to it. The two interacted with the horse for a while, and finally got it running with the help of the trainer.

Riding a horse was no problem for the two people who were shooting a costume drama. They walked leisurely in a small circle and then became wild. The photographer was too heavy and there was no suitable horse to keep up, so they had to install a sports camera for the two of them.

[Wow, it's so beautiful to ride horses side by side. I wonder when we can work together on a costume drama. 】

The oncoming wind blew the hair in front of my forehead, and the hair flew all over the sky. The speed was not fast, but it looked particularly noisy because it was against the wind direction.

Fang Mo's heartbeat was almost in sync with the horse's hooves. He tilted his head to look at Duan Wu and called out "Duan Wu."

"Ok?"

He wanted to ask if Duan Wu liked him too.

Wearing gloves and holding the reins, Fang Mo's palms were a little sweaty. He didn't know how to say this. He turned off his microphone first, then turned the horse's head closer to Duan Wu, turned off his microphone, and grabbed the camera.

"Do you have something to say?" Duan Wu tightened the rope and stopped where he was, just like the cold sunlight in late autumn, lazy and full of tranquility.

Fang Mo knew that this person was actually very cold. He was indifferent to everything except him, let alone spending time and thought to care about the details.

This is a preference that can be felt without words.

"It seems wrong for us to lie to others like this." Fang Mo looked at him, and Duan Wu's eyes were too calm, as if he knew exactly what he was going to say next. This made him a little nervous, but also encouraged.

"What I mean is, why not make it real?" He said, feeling relieved and finding a place to vent his emotions.

"Although I'm a little older than you, I've never been in a relationship, but I will take this relationship seriously."

"It wasn't an impulsive decision due to ambiguity." When she accepted to sleep with Duan Wu, her heart had already fallen in love earlier than her brain and mouth.

I don’t know if it was the sudden confession that made the horse under Duan Wu envious and jealous, but Xiao Hei kicked his hooves agitatedly. Duan Wu pulled the reins to appease it without answering.

"Why aren't you talking?" Fang Mo's heart suddenly sank. He tried his best to make himself look like he could accept any result. Anyway, the microphone was turned off and the camera was covered, so it was not embarrassing.

Duan Wu raised his head as if thinking, glanced at him, and said firmly, "You can only be with me, but..."

"Hmm?" Hearing this answer, Fang Mo didn't care about that, but felt a little excited.

Duan Wu looked at him and said, "I don't know why, but my brain doesn't seem to allow me to accept your confession right away. It seems to be reminding me that you've been very sorry to me before—"

A light laugh filled the air. With one hand controlling the reins, Fang Mo leaned forward, hooked his neck around his neck, brought him forward, and kissed the corner of Duan Wu's mouth.

"Baby, please forgive me."

"Then kiss me again."

This time Fang Mo did not just touch the surface. He closed his eyes and carefully moved his head closer, their breaths intertwined, making him breathless yet unable to let go.

【!!! Why are you turning on the lights!!! What are you two doing!! Duan Wu!!! Duan Wu, open the door!! Let me see!!】