Prayer should not touch these.

But when he raised his eyes, he seemed to be discouraged when he received Qi Yan's earnest and earnest gaze.

He was the one who came to eat with others, so he couldn't make it difficult to pray.

Fu Ci closed his eyes, his tone was rather difficult, "I'll try my best."

Qi Yan originally thought this dinner would be awkward, but as soon as Fu Ci sat next to him, it was as if he had forgotten everything. He washed the dishes, poured drinks, and ordered his favorite dishes. , only when he handed the menu to Feng Ziyu on the opposite side, his expression was slightly uncomfortable.

But it's normal.

Feng Ziyu was amused when he saw that Qi Yan was facing a great enemy, tapped his bowl lightly with chopsticks, raised his eyebrows and looked at Cheng Liang next to him.

He still remembered to let himself get along with Cheng Liang as naturally as possible before praying, and there was no need to avoid anything.

Isn't this an opportunity to perform?

But Cheng Liang obviously didn't get what he meant, and was a little puzzled, "The dishes haven't arrived yet, why are you knocking on the bowl?"

Feng Ziyu couldn't help but tapped his head with chopsticks, "Fu Ci knows how to wash dishes and chopsticks for Qi Yan, just you, use your own, don't care about me?"

This thoughtfulness is not as good as Fuci, a straight man.

Cheng Liang suddenly realized, he washed it and presented it to others.

At this time, Qi Yan and Fu Ci had already prepared the seasoning, but Qi Yan seemed to have accidentally mixed it a little salty. Just as he was about to get up to make a new bowl, Fu Ci handed his own to him, "You use mine. ."

After he finished speaking, he pulled the seasoning bowl of prayer to the front, obviously preparing to use it himself.

Qi Yan frowned and said, "Fu Ci, I put too much salt before, you can change it."

"It's okay." Fu Ci skillfully put the dishes prepared by the waiter into the pot, "I just like salty food."

How can it be wasted so easily.

As he said, he dropped a few shrimps and slipped them into the clear soup pot, "I'll order some of your favorite food here, and you'll be able to eat it soon."

Feng Ziyu silently looked at the two people on the opposite side, and then looked at Cheng Liang, who was concentrating on cooking for him, and suddenly had an absurd idea——

Which side is the couple?

After the meal was over, Feng Ziyu hadn't recovered.

After leaving the hot pot restaurant, the cold wind hit, which made his mind a little sober.

Qi Yan said before that he and Fu Ci are good friends, maybe that's how they are friends?

But as soon as he comforted himself, he saw that Fu Ci on the side took out a scarf and tied it to Qi Yan, "It's cold at night, put this on, and put your hands in your pockets and don't stick out."

"Tomorrow, the temperature in city A will be greatly reduced. Your clothes are not thick enough. I have eight in the morning. After you get up, remember to put on my coat before going out. I will check it."

Qi Yan noticed that Feng Ziyu looked at the two of them more and more strangely, and couldn't help but looked at Fuci in warning: "That's it!"

Why is the speech today more diligent than ever.

Fu Ci looked innocent. He just wanted to divert his attention. He didn't want to look at the couple on the opposite side. He was afraid of showing something, so he tried his best to talk to Qi Yan.

He admitted that he did a good job at this dinner.

Qi Yan didn't understand Fu Ci's small eyes, but felt helpless and funny. Fu Ci didn't show anything wrong. On the contrary, his expression was always good, and the smile on the corner of his mouth never came down, but it was only facing him. .

Feng Ziyu even rubbed his arms several times, obviously being numb to Fuci.

And Cheng Liang looked at Fu Ci with a sense of surprise, and the three big characters "learned" were almost written on his face.

Obviously, the purpose of this meal is to make Fu Ci less disgusted with homosexuality!

When they parted, Feng Ziyu couldn't help it, pulled the prayer away, and didn't forget to say, "Lend him a few minutes."

The two walked away, and Feng Ziyu was sure that Fu Ci couldn't hear him, and immediately asked in a low voice, "Didn't I hear that Fu Ci was homophobic before, is he a straight man?"

The rumors are true, and there are various cases attached. He has never doubted it, and he tries to keep his distance from people as much as possible on weekdays, for fear of irritating people, but today, what is this all about?

He insists on eating the seasoning prepared by Qiyan, and he knows the preferences of Qiyan like the back of his hand. He serves dishes for others, and even takes a wet towel to wipe his hands after meals!

If it wasn't for prayers to stop it, Fu Ci would have to demonstrate it directly in front of them!

There are also small movements under the table, holding hands, kicking legs, don't think he didn't see it, the tablecloth on the table is shaking, don't know what's going on underneath!

Qi Yan knew the reason for Feng Ziyu's question, and his face was a little uncomfortable, "He is indeed a straight man, but I'm just having dinner with you tonight, maybe I'm a little nervous, it's over."

He whispered to Fu Ci several times during the meal, but the other party turned a deaf ear, but instead took care of him more and more thoughtfully.

Feng Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief, "It's fine if he doesn't usually do this."

But when he finished speaking, Qi Yan's eyes became even more empty.

To be honest, Fu Ci is like this on weekdays, but it was especially obvious today in front of the same-sex couple Feng Ziyu and Cheng Liang.

Feng Ziyu couldn't understand his expression, "Damn it! He's like this every day!"

Really long experience.

In fact, from the last time he looked at the painting of Qiyan, he had a vague idea of ​​what Qiyan was thinking, but if the other party didn't say it, he wouldn't deliberately expose it.

This time, he begged himself, saying that he wanted Fu Ci to change his impression of homosexuality. He was sincerely happy for Qi Yan, which meant that Qi Yan took a step forward and wanted to create a possibility for himself and Fu Ci.

At that time, Feng Ziyu felt that her task was very important, and she wanted to work hard to establish a positive image, but the result was!

Fuci is more gay than them!

Feng Ziyu couldn't help but wonder if the direction of Qi Yan's efforts was in the wrong direction. He couldn't help but look back, but found that Fu Ci was staring at them, his eyes as if he could catch up with Qi Yan as long as he called out. arrive.

Like guarding something...

And my boyfriend, oh, is playing games with his phone!