Chapter 160

After a brief stagger, Fu Tong raised his hand to push Fu Qianyuan. This time Fu Qianyuan did not continue to do anything, so he cooperated very well to give Fu Tong freedom.

Fu Tong didn't dare to look at Fu Qianyuan, and his eyes dodged away from his sight. The next second, he saw his current appearance in the mirror in front of him unexpectedly.

My eyes were wet, my eyes were wet and red, my lips were rubbed, and I was smudged around me in ambiguous way. My clothes were wrinkled a lot, my collar buckle was loose, and my collarbone was faintly red.

No matter how dull a person sees him like this, he can know what they have done in the room before.

What's more, the one standing outside at this time was not a slow person, but a cub who was often quite inappropriate and fond of others.

Fu Tong: "..."

No.

He opened Zhou Hua's makeup box and wanted to save his makeup, but it was so smudged that it was too powerful and could not save it, so he simply removed it all. He had not forgotten to hand over a makeup remover wipe to Fu Qianyuan and asked him to take him

Wipe off the mouth fat that was stained from Fu Tong on his lips.

Fu Qianyuan actually didn't mind it just keeping it, but he was afraid that his own baby would become angry, so he did as he wanted.

Fu Tong stared at him throughout the process. After seeing that there was indeed no trace on Fu Qianyuan's face, he was completely relieved. He stood up and put on his clothes and looked out the door: "Enter."

At this time, it had been four or five minutes since Wen Lang knocked on the door and asked questions.

Hearing Fu Tong's voice, Wen Lang pushed the door and saw Fu Tong at first sight. He was standing there. Although he had no expression on his face, his eyes were wet and red, which looked unusual.

His eyes paused on Fu Tong's eyes and lips for a few seconds, turned to the side, his eyes paused on Fu Qianyuan for a few seconds, and soon had a preliminary impression of him.

This is a big monster.

He practiced so deeply that he could not even see the other person's true form.

Is this the legendary Fu Ergou?

Thinking of this, Wen Lang looked at Fu Tong again: "Are you getting better?"

"Not yet." Fu Tong thought about the makeup left on his face, "You wait for me for a while, I'll get better soon."

Because he didn't know how to explain the reason for the makeup, Fu Qianyuan didn't ask Zhou Hua. He turned around and picked up the makeup brush to put on his own. Fu Qianyuan looked at him from behind, his eyes fixed, almost engraved on Fu Tong.

Wen Lang didn't know what Fu Tong felt when he was seen like this, and he just felt a little embarrassed.

Standing here silently and eating dog food... It's so embarrassing that there's no end.

Forget it, let's go.

Wen Lang touched his nose and decided to go back to his territory first, and then seize the time to fall in love with Mr. Qin.

It's so happy.

Thinking of this, His Majesty Taotie became happy again, and after talking to Fu Tong, he went back to his dressing room first.

As the door opened and closed, the room became quiet again.

Fu Tong dipped a brush in the foundation and was about to poke it on his face when Fu Qianyuan leaned over his hand: "Baby, I'll do it."

Fu Tong tskated, not trusting him very much: "How do you?"

Fu Qianyuan smiled slowly: "For you, I will naturally know."

Since the first time he followed Fu Tong's announcement, he had the idea of ​​putting makeup on his baby with his own hands, so he learned it specially. During that time, he often practiced on the faces of Bai Tang and others. Now

Technology is fully affordable.

Fu Tong's makeup technique is actually average, and he has a headache when he sees these things. Now someone is willing to do it for him. Although he is still a little suspicious, he still did not refuse: "Then come on."

After saying that, he thought about it and threatened Fu Qianyuan: "If the makeup is bad, you can go to the corridor outside to sleep at night."

This is such a scary threat.

"good."

Fu Qianyuan smiled, gently stroked Fu Tong's face with his hand, and picked up the makeup brush.

...

Fu Qianyuan's makeup skills are indeed good. Although they are not as exquisite as last week's paintings, there are no flaws.

Fu Tong felt very satisfied. He looked at his ex-boyfriend and didn't say anything about letting him sleep outside at night. He went out to find Wen Lang to go for rehearsal, and looked for a camera to check out the camera. He walked three or four times before he walked.

Set aside.

It was already half past four and less than half an hour before the concert officially began.

The audience outside slowly entered the venue, Wen Lang and Fu Tong went to the back to make up. Fu Tong had experienced more things like this and didn't feel any tension, but Wen Lang was different.

He had no experience before, but now he is a little nervous, afraid of forgetting the lyrics, so he read it over and over again with the lyrics book.

When Fu Tong saw it, he tweeted: "What are you afraid of, don't be nervous."

Wen Lang didn't say anything.

Fu Tong reached out and locked the small notebook in his hand: "Stop reading it, at worst, I can edit lyrics on the spot, you have done this before."

That's what I said.

Then let's talk about something else.

Wen Lang smiled at Fu Tong and asked the question in his heart that he had wanted to ask for for a long time: "Who is the man in black Tang suit just now, Fu Qianyuan? Fu Ergou?"

He had heard of Fu Qianyuan's name, but this was the first time he met.

“…”

Fu Tong was silent for a few seconds and nodded gently.

Wen Lang touched his chin: "Then what is his relationship with you?"

Fu Tong had a little unnatural appearance on his face: "Ex-boyfriend."

Wen Lang: "Oh, please."

Fu Tong suddenly became even more uncomfortable: "What kind of eyes are you?"

"It was probably the shock that I found out that my brain had become a reality." Wen Lang was a little excited, "Ex-boyfriend, is the one you have known for a month before you have been in bed?"

The moment he finished speaking, Fu Tong felt that the little dragon bracelet on his wrist was tighter, and something was gently brushing by, it should be the little dragon's tail.

Fu Tong: "..."

"You have only known each other for a month and have slipped on the bed." He pulled down his sleeves and covered the bracelet on his wrist tighter. ", he and I have been nurturing our relationship for a long time than you and Qin Jingshen."

I want to slip on the bed. Isn’t this a thin-skinned person?

Besides, you said that you would have sex for a month after you know each other.

It is shameless to deceive minors.

Wen Lang hummed in his heart: "Then how did you meet?"

"Actually, like you and Bai Ze, I was picked up by him, but..."

"Um?"

Fu Tong raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Bai Ze raised you, and he was robbed by others. Fu Qianyuan raised me, and he raised me, and he raised me, and he raised me."

Wen Lang:?

Fu Qianyuan, who was secretly observing with the little dragon bracelet:?

Why does this sound so wrong?

Wen Lang's expression was very subtle, and he wanted to hit someone a little. He took into account that there were staff around him, so he endured it for the time being. It was almost at this time that he heard the countdown on it ringing, and the staff raised a prompt board to remind them.

The time is almost the same, it's time to go up.

The two of them went to the lifting platform. It was just the time that the lifting platform slowly rose. Soon after, the lights in front of them instantly started, and Wen Lang's dark blue and Fu Tong's grapefruit color support rod shook around.

It is like stars inlaid on the night sky.

Brilliant and magnificent.

Fu Tong is a simple and straightforward person. He just wants to give the best auditory feast to those who like him. He doesn't like to say too many irrelevant words. Although this is a special 10th anniversary concert, the same is true.

He carried the guitar on his back, bowed slightly to the front, and made a sound.

"Good evening."

"Welcome to my tenth year, thanks for meeting."

In an instant, screams sounded around, Wen Lang's deep blue support lights temporarily went out, and they all changed into the grapefruit color belonging to Fu Tong. The support lights lit up one by one in the grapefruit sea, giving Fu Tong the warmest

Response.

——[Ten years arrived as scheduled]

——[Congratulations, respect tomorrow, respect the next ten years, respect the you we love]

We are grateful for each other's encounter and look forward to each other's future.

Fu Tong's eyes were filled with a warm smile, and he bowed to the front again. When he looked up, he saw more light signs around him lit up, which was still his grapefruit color, but the style was compared with the previous one.

The difference is very different.
To be continued...