The host just wants to fall in love

Chapter 8 Falling in love with a bamboo horse (8)

Chapter 8 Falling in love with a bamboo horse (8)

Vacation days are short.

She stayed abroad for seven days and came back on New Year's Eve.

At this time, the two parents also sorted out all the business and planned to celebrate the New Year with peace of mind.

"Fu Mo, what else do you need? Won't you go back with me?" Bai Chu got out of the car only to find that Fu Mo hadn't moved.

Fu Mo had a great time playing with Bai Chu in the past few days, and they were also kind of close to each other.

He rubbed Bai Chu's cheeks, smiled warmly and said, "I still have a program for tonight, and I may need to come back later."

"Ah~" Bai Chu was a little unhappy.

Now she was completely attached to Fu Mo, and hugged his arm: "Can I not go?"

Fu Mo had a headache.

She also didn't want to get rid of Bai Chu.

Sister Zhang couldn't let this kind of thing happen, she quickly promised: "Miss Bai, I will let Fu Mo come back soon."

Bai Chu sighed.

She knew stars would be busy at this kind of festival.

"Hey, I'll have a rest day when I'm done working this time." Fu Mo wanted to pinch her face when he noticed someone holding a camera not far away.

Push the person away quickly and put on the mask.

Bai Chu also noticed those people, and hurriedly pretended to be nonchalant and left.

When I got home, I saw my parents complaining a bit: "Mom and Dad, those security guards are too irresponsible. They even let a group of paparazzi in."

Father Bai and mother Bai were very happy to see their daughter back.

"Is that so? I'll call them right away." Father Bai said that he was the father who loved the original owner the most.

The original main body is so huge, and the greatest credit comes from this white father.

Mother Bai held her daughter's face distressedly, "Why is your face so red? Are you sick?"

Bai Chu was ashamed.

It wasn't Fu Mo who made it.

Now his greatest interest is pinching her face.

"If you eat well these days, your blood will be better." Bai Chu lied in embarrassment.
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night.

On New Year's Eve, the two families eat together.

Fu Mo didn't come back, and the two parents, Jia Baichu, sat in front of the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala after dinner.

After tuning to the corresponding channel, before it was time for Fu Mo's performance, Bai Chu touched the phone and sent a message.

Fu Mo came back quickly: Come to me right away, I will go home after singing.

Bai Chu smiled: Good!

After watching the shows one after another, Fu Mo finally came on stage.

He was wearing a silver and black tuxedo, and slowly approached the piano in the middle of the stage. In Bai Chu's eyes, he looked like a banished immortal.

Even if you sit quietly on the piano bench, you still have a magnificent appearance and unique charm, giving people a noble feeling.

"Xiao Mo is getting more and more handsome." Mother Bai was very satisfied.

Instead, Mother Fu looked at Bai Chu: "I also think Xiao Chu is cuter, look at this bright red face, like a lucky baby."

Bai Chu: ...Calling her fat in different ways.

"Both children have grown up." The two fathers sighed at the same time.

As an idol, Fu Mo played the piano and sang again and again. His charm made Bai Chu very excited.

She didn't expect that this boy who was not serious at ordinary times would be so handsome in front of the camera.

Holding his chin in his hands, he stared at the TV show with a smile.

At this time, Fu Mo, who was obsessed with singing, suddenly turned his head, and the cold and handsome face made the women on the scene scream.

Bai Chu's heart thumped, and she saw Fu Mo smiling slightly at the camera.

The sunshine of laughter is bright.

"This is not smiling at me, is it?" she murmured.

"Ding... host, the love index has increased by [-] points, and the current score is [-] points!"

Bai Chu laughed loudly: "It's just for me!"

(End of this chapter)

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