Xiao Zuojing became popular after falling in love with her ex

Fu Wenzhou, pack your luggage.

Jian Cong put his hand on Fu Wenzhou's forearm and rubbed it twice, and Fu Wenzhou also raised his hand a little in cooperation.

But suddenly, both of them were stunned.

This action is so natural, and this scene seems to overlap with that of four years ago.

At that time, Jian Cong was still a young master who had just entered the entertainment industry, and had never experienced any hardships, but their roles at that time were in a mess every day.

Once Jian Cong and the character played by Fu Wenzhou fell into the quagmire together. Jian Cong fell in with his whole body, while Fu Wenzhou hung half of his body outside.

And the wild quagmire was not clean, so Jian Cong's hands accidentally caught some rotting animal carcasses.

After that scene, Jian Cong was almost disgusted and cried. After taking a long bath, even rubbing his palms red, he still felt that his hands were dirty.

Fu Wenzhou was afraid that he would leave a psychological shadow, so he teased him to let him wipe his hands on his arms, saying that the dirty things would be transferred to his hands.

Jian Cong was amused, and slowly the sticky feeling was replaced by the feeling on Fu Wenzhou's arm.

After that, even though Jian Cong had no psychological shadows, he still liked to rub his hands on Fu Wenzhou's arms at every turn. For the young couple who just fell in love, just this little physical contact satisfied them, and there was a kind of secret happiness.

This action has become a little secret between them, full of ambiguous tacit understanding.

Now that four years have passed, they did not expect their limbs to still retain such instincts.

Jian Cong pursed his lips, retracted his hand, clenched his palm for a moment and then let go immediately.

Fu Wenzhou also lowered his arm, but the tactile sensation of Jian Cong's palm touching his arm still existed. Even though the fabric was behind him, he still felt that that piece of skin seemed to be burning.

There was a strange aura floating between the two of them, and Fang Yuze on the opposite side had an uneasy expression, partly because of the discomfort of being bullied by Jian Cong, and partly because Fu Wenzhou's behavior of protecting the calf made him feel ashamed.

Qu Banyan didn't find fault with Jian Cong anymore, but turned around and hugged her boyfriend's arm.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, Zhong Guan, as a senior, consciously enlivened the atmosphere: "Everyone stop standing, sit down and talk."

Only then did everyone sit down, and Jian Cong and Fu Wenzhou each took their microphones and put them on.

But the embarrassing thing was that they didn't sit together. There were two other pairs of guests sitting on the big sofa in the middle, and Jian Cong and Fu Wenzhou sat on the single sofa.

Fang Yuze regained his composure, conscious that he had just lost face, and immediately set himself up as a lively and polite persona, and said, "Shall we wait for the cue process of the program group or do it ourselves?"

Miao Chan smiled and continued: "I didn't have any tasks on the first day of watching the show before. It was basically a room and a meal. Everyone got to know each other."

"Then let's go and see the room now?" Zhong Guan looked at Fu Wenzhou.

Fu Wenzhou nodded.

Qu Banyan immediately pulled Fang Yuze up and walked upstairs, then turned around and said, "First come, first served."

She is 20 years old and still in college, and she is also the youngest among them, so no one wants to compete with her.

Fu Wenzhou looked at Jian Cong: "Shall we go and see too?"

Jian Cong glanced at him, then got up and walked upstairs without even taking his luggage.

The corners of Fu Wenzhou's lips twitched lightly, then he walked over to pick up their luggage, and quickly followed Jian Cong.

The audience was speechless when they saw this, as ellipsis drifted past one after another, interspersed with a few barrages that were indescribable.

[What to do, I really think that Brother Fu seems to be the one who took the initiative. 】

[Why don't you just help your wife with her luggage, he seemed to have smiled just now?Am I blind? 】

[After all, it's an attack, understandable... right? 】

[What's wrong, why do I feel that the young master is a bit fishy, ​​he just gave me the look he gave me when he glanced at Brother Fu. 】

[Sister in front, I picked up your bitter tea seed! 】

There are only three rooms on the upper floor, all facing the sun. They are all about the same size in square meters, but the decoration styles are quite different.

One is a pink and tender princess room, and the big pink bed in the middle is particularly conspicuous. Jian Cong shook his head when he saw it, and went to the next room.

Fu Wenzhou followed him silently, and the others wanted to read it all before making a decision.

The second room is antique, the furniture is made of logs, the bed sheets and quilts are also bright red, and the decoration is like a new house.

Miao Chan was pleasantly surprised when she saw it: "The program team asked me what house I wanted to live in before, but it was really cleaned up."

This room was obviously prepared by the program crew for Miao Chan and Zhong Guan, and no one else would compete with the two seniors.

Zhong Guan pushed the suitcase in with a smile and said, "Then we won't be polite."

Then came the third room, which is a futuristic e-sports room with two computers.

This room is obviously the best choice. After entering, Jian Cong looked around. The light smoke gray and light blue decoration style is very fresh and unaffected, and he is very satisfied.

Fu Wenzhou saw what he was thinking, and pushed the two suitcases in.

Qu Banyan liked the pink princess room at first, but when she saw this room, she couldn't move anymore, so she rushed in and sat on the gaming chair.

She excitedly waved to Fang Yuze outside the door: "Come on baby, I like this room, we can play games together!"

No one expected that Qu Banyan would like this room, and everyone agreed that she would choose the princess room.

Jian Cong couldn't help but hurriedly said, "I like this one too."

He didn't want to live in that pink and tender princess room with Fu Wenzhou, the atmosphere, even if they had nothing, they could tell something.

"I came in first." Qu Banyan became vigilant.

Jian Cong was a little amused, and pointed to the suitcase in Fu Wenzhou's hand, trying to reason: "We came in first, and all the suitcases came in. Besides, that princess room is so cute, it's completely tailor-made for you."

"I don't want it, I just like this." Qu Banyan hugged the computer in front of him, "I want to play games with my baby all night."

Jane Cong: ".."

Fu Wenzhou walked to the side of the bed and pressed the mattress, then frowned.

The mattress was too thin and a bit hard, Jian Cong would definitely not be used to it, and the bed was not too big, although it wouldn't be too crowded for two men to sleep in, but Jian Cong would definitely reject him.

On the contrary, the bed in the princess room was very soft and big enough that Fu Wenzhou would not be driven down to make a bed on the floor.

After weighing the pros and cons, Fu Wenzhou walked up to Jian Cong, leaned into his ear and said, "This mattress is very hard."

Jian Cong was taken aback by his sudden approach, and took a step aside: "Speak as you speak, don't come so close to me."

The room suddenly fell silent, Jian Cong actually refused to show Fu Wenzhou face in public, and still rejected it so obviously?

The audience in front of the screen also held their breath. The fans were worried that Fu Wenzhou would be disgraced, and the black fans were worried that Fu Wenzhou would not be disgraced.

But the person involved, Fu Wenzhou, was just startled, and then he actually laughed, laughed!

His eyes fell on Jian Cong's face, and it was no surprise that he saw the base of the other's ears slowly turning red.

Jian Cong's ears are very sensitive, and what he fears most is someone talking next to his ear.

The first time Fu Wenzhou knew about it, he leaned into his ear and whispered something like this, but Jian Cong shrank his shoulders instantly, blushed and hid, his whole body was in a mess.

Now Jian Cong, who is bouncing far away, is obviously an evolved version, very aggressive.

Everyone was already shocked by Jian Cong's attitude, but now seeing Fu Wenzhou's smile was more like seeing a ghost.

Neither the people in the room nor the audience in front of the screen could believe their eyes.

It was rumored that the cold-faced Hades who never showed any expression outside the scene actually laughed so easily?

If his previous two inconspicuous smiles didn't count, then this one is really obvious now.

Jian Cong's hair exploded, he gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you laughing, I want to live in this room!"

He doesn't want to suppress his arrogant nature at all now, he wouldn't live in the princess room if he was killed.

Qu Banyan said anxiously: "Why, who do you think you are!"

Seeing that neither of these two people accepted the other, Fang Yuze took Qu Banyan's hand and coaxed, "This bed is indeed a bit hard, and it will be uncomfortable for you to sleep on."

In fact, he doesn't want to live here either. He doesn't know how to play games, and every time he plays with Qu Banyan, but because he always gets scolded by his teammates because of the food he plays, Qu Banyan and his teammates complain about each other. The gaming experience in each game is amazing not good.

But the eldest lady obviously regards playing games as a catalyst to promote feelings.

"I don't care, I will live in this room." Miss Qu Banyan became angry.

Zhong Guan hurriedly smoothed things over, saying: "How about you guessing punches, whoever wins will live."

"I don't want it." Qu Banyan stared at Jian Cong: "I want to live here, I was the one who came here first."

Seeing that she was really angry, Fang Yuze hurriedly said to Jian Cong: "Little Jane, you see that Yanyan is still a girl at a young age, so you are too embarrassed to argue with her, right? Just leave this place to us."

What he said directly put Jian Cong on the moral high ground, as if he was bullying the little girl if he refused to let him go.

The audience in front of the screen did not expect the first explosive point to come like this. Fang Yuze's fans and many passers-by felt that it was incomprehensible for Jian Cong to rob a house with a little girl like this.

The person standing at Jian Cong felt that Jian Cong was the one who arrived first, and Qu Banyan himself said it was first come, first served, and now it was like this, and the princess was too seriously ill.

[Jian Cong is not a straight man, pretending to be against pink, laughing to death. 】

[What you like and what you don't like is a matter of personal preference, and has nothing to do with sexual orientation. Please know. 】

[Same-sex marriage is legal, why is there still orientation discrimination, I really want to die laughing. 】

[Why do you have to let it go?This room was originally entered by Jian Cong and the others. 】

Jian Cong has seen too many such princess diseases, and they are basically spoiled by family members, but Jian Cong himself is also spoiled.

So he ignored Qu Banyan, but said directly: "Fu Wenzhou, pack your luggage."

Fu Wenzhou had no intention of getting involved. Jian Cong likes to handle things by himself, and the current Jian Cong obviously doesn't like letting him help out. What he did when he pulled Jian Cong's hand back downstairs just now was the limit.

Now when Jian Cong suddenly called him, he immediately agreed: "Okay."

Seeing that he really started to pack his luggage, Qu Banyan became anxious: "No, I want to live here! I want to play games!"

She didn't talk to Fu Wenzhou, mainly because Fu Wenzhou's face was too cold, she was a little scared, but she was not afraid of Jian Cong.

So, she rushed directly in front of Jian Cong, raised her hand and pushed him.

Jian Cong's face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Are you sure you want to do it?"

Qu Banyan, who was full of anger, was suddenly frightened by his eyes, and seemed to be nailed in place for an instant, and was so frightened that he withdrew his outstretched hand before it touched Jian Cong.

Fu Wenzhou frowned and looked over, looking at Qu Banyan with unfriendly eyes.

Jian Cong said to Qu Banyan: "If you like computers, you can move there. If I say I want this room, I want it."

After all, he didn't wait for Qu Banyan to react, he turned around and walked to the bed and sat down.

Seeing Qu Banyan, Miao Chan's eyes turned red, so she came over and put her arms around her shoulders and coaxed her softly, "Yes, we like computers so we can move them there."

In fact, she doesn't like children who are too arrogant, but this little girl looks cute and delicate, and she really can't get angry.

Fang Yuze also coaxed patiently: "Yes, I will move both of them there right away."

"I don't want it." Qu Banyan glared at Jian Cong, then went out angrily, and said as he walked, "The bed in my princess room is very soft, some people are destined to sleep on the hard bed!"

Jian Cong snorted lightly: "Childish."

Fu Wenzhou stood on the other side of the bed watching him, and couldn't help laughing.

For so many years, Jian Cong seems to have changed, but he still seems to be his little master no matter what.

Just now, the barrage was really noisy, but when I heard the last two sentences of Qu Banyan and Jian Cong, I suddenly became amused, let alone naive.

What was originally thought to be a great reward for getting rid of fans, but instead attracted a wave of passerby fans to Jian Cong, because although he had been robbing the house with Qu Banyan, he later agreed to let her take the computer away.

And just his last sentence "childish" is enough for everyone to understand that he is not half-smoke.

And after everyone went back to their rooms, the atmosphere here between Jian Cong and Fu Wenzhou suddenly became silent, only the sound of Fu Wenzhou packing his luggage.

Sitting on the head of the bed, Jian Cong found that the mattress was indeed a bit hard, but it was not enough to prevent him from falling asleep.

But he didn't want to sleep with Fu Wenzhou, but there was no sofa here, so could he just sleep on the floor?

He fiddled with his phone absently, and after swiping twice, he couldn't help but secretly glanced at Fu Wenzhou.

Fu Wenzhou took off his coat, revealing his muscular upper body wrapped in a shirt, and he was methodically taking out the things in the suitcase.

Jian Cong slowly shifted his gaze to his suitcase.

Ah, don't want to do it.

He withdrew his gaze and flicked his phone absently. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Fu Wenzhou who seemed to be packing up.

It was packed, he was closing the suitcase, he pushed the suitcase against the wall..

Jian Cong stared at the phone, but all his attention was on Fu Wenzhou on the other side, watching his every move.

"Jane Cong."

"Huh?" Jian Cong looked up at Fu Wenzhou.

"Aren't you packing your things?"

Jian Cong blinked: "Clean up."

Fu Wenzhou stared at him for two seconds and then nodded: "Okay."

What does this good mean?

Jian Cong pursed his lips, he wanted to be lazy for a while, he really didn't want to move the box.

grumbling-

The small wheels of the suitcase rang a few times, and then Fu Wenzhou put Jian Cong's suitcase down, and entered the password to open it familiarly.

Jian Cong sat up straight: "How do you know my password?"

Fu Wenzhou squatted in front of the suitcase and looked up at him, and whispered, "It's my birthday."

"..I'm just too lazy to change it." Jian Cong said stubbornly.

Fu Wenzhou nodded: "I know, I haven't changed mine."

Jian Cong pouted: "I didn't ask you again."

"Yeah." Fu Wenzhou laughed again.

Jian Cong was silent for a moment, then said again: "You insisted on cleaning up for me, I didn't ask you to help me."

Fu Wenzhou pursed his lips and nodded.

Jian Cong looked at him suspiciously several times. Why did he feel that Fu Wenzhou seemed to be holding back his laughter?

Forget it, it's nice not to have to pack your luggage by yourself, Jian Cong leaned back on the bed, and swiped his phone with peace of mind.

So, what everyone in front of the screen saw was Jian Cong sitting on the bed leisurely, with his feet moving around leisurely.

And the noble actor Fu worked hard, running back and forth, laying out toiletries, hanging clothes, and even took out a pair of black sweatpants and threw them to Jian Cong: "You should change your clothes later, it's a bit cold downstairs."

Jian Cong looked at his bare knees, and for the sake of the other party helping him pack his luggage, he refrained from scolding him, but tacitly agreed that he would change it later.

Fu Wenzhou smiled again.

Everyone is no stranger to it, and the topic of #复文周妈妈控# is also directly arranged.

After packing up their things, everyone changed into home clothes, and then gathered downstairs again, it was time to prepare lunch.

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