Sister Hua, your vest is off [Jian San]

Sword shadow?

Only when Qin Shao heard this name did he understand the meaning of Fuhua Moyu.

Surprise flashed in my heart.

The idol is explaining the photo to him?

Thinking of the rumors that spread wildly in the morning, Qin Shao felt unhappy. He frowned slightly and squeezed his phone tightly; "I know you don't have that kind of relationship."

Some people clearly don't know the truth of the matter, but they only know how to blindly follow the trend to create momentum, which is really annoying.

No other misunderstanding?

Chu Mo raised his eyebrows, and said in a surprised tone, "You know?"

"How do you know?" After speaking, he fixed his eyes on Qin Shao.

Realizing that he had overreacted, Qin Shao felt a little guilty, turned his head away from looking at Chu Mo, changed his vicious tongue in the morning, and only after a long time could he say: "That sword shadow is not the type that the Great God likes at first sight."

After speaking, he looked down at his shoes.

"That's it." Chu Mo was in a good mood when he learned of Xiao Daoist's thoughts, and raised the corner of his mouth to ask deliberately: "Then do you know what type I like?"

He really didn't know, Qin Shao shook his head honestly.

Chu Mo looked at him, and continued to coax, "Think again?"

Qin Shao frowned, he really couldn't think of what type his idol would like.

The idol's private life is well hidden. Except for the past game videos and occasional Weibo greetings, Qin Shao has no other channels to learn about Fuhua Moyu.

Chu Mojing looked at Qin Shao for a while, and saw that the person was standing there with a distressed face, without making a sound, so he had no choice but to remind the little stupid in front of him.

He chuckled, opened his mouth, and the words fell into Qin Shao's ears: "As I said just now, I really like you."

——The time dividing line reappearing——

The picture on the big screen changed again, the spotlights on the stage flashed again, and the host stepped onto the stage surrounded by cosplayers.

Chu Mo in the audience lowered his eyelids, and used his mobile phone to reply to the hastily sent message from the Taoist leader.

[Chu Mo]: Touch your head.

[Chu Mo]: I was busy before.

Qin Shao returned quickly.

[He Chao Qin]: Sister Hua~

[He Chaoqin]: The host is on stage!

[Hechaoqin]: [picture].jpg

[Chu Mo]: Mmmm.

Recalling Qin Shao's last surprised eyes and red ears before going out.

Chu Mo raised his eyes and quickly glanced at Qin Shao who was also looking down at his phone in the distance, with a smile in his eyes.

His trailhead is too careless.

But thinking of Qin Shao's cute reaction, Chu Mo felt itchy in his heart. He read the message from Qin Shao for a while, fell silent for a moment, and raised his hand to hit him.

[Chu Mo]: Have you seen Fu Hua Mo Yu?

As soon as the message was sent, the top of the dialog immediately changed to "Inputting...."

But after waiting for a long time, when the host had already started to introduce today's guests, these words were still at the top of the dialog box.

Chu Mo looked up again. Across the sea of ​​people, he seemed to be able to feel that the leader of the Xiaodao was hesitant to speak.

[Chu Mo]: Are you compiling a small composition?

[He Chaoqin]: No!

Seeing the two words Miaohui, Chu Mo couldn't hold back and smiled.

At this time, the host happened to introduce Fuhua Moyu, and the camera shot at Chu Mo, and this smile was also captured and projected on the big screen.

The barrage in the live broadcast room boiled for the second time.

【Ah ah ah ah ah! 】

[Floating ink language, he laughed!That man he laughed! ! 】

【I've never seen a great god smile, I said I'm in love with it! 】

【Upstairs sisters holding claws..】

[The Great God has given us too many surprises today! 】

【Feel the same】

[+1]

Chu Mo put away his phone calmly, greeted the camera, and answered a few questions from the host before the camera swept past him and took a picture of Su Yu next to him.

When I looked at the phone again, several messages from Qin Shao had already been sent.

[He Chaoqin]: I saw an idol.

[Hechaoqin]: [picture].jpg

[He Chaoqin]: The real person looks better than the one on the screen.

The photo Qin Shao sent was Chu Mo who had just been shown on the screen.

When he was hesitating how to reply to the message from Sister Hua, Qin Shao subconsciously raised his head to look at Fuhua Moyu, and just at this moment, Fuhua Moyu's smile was projected on the big screen by the director, and Qin Shao made a mistake. I took a picture with my phone and sent it to Sister Hua.

I have to say, the Great God really looks good when he smiles.

But Qin Shao found that he saw his idol laughing a little too much today?

Qin Shao bit his lower lip while reading the message sent to Sister Hua.

He didn't dare to tell Sister Hua that he had seen Fuhua Moyu in the waiting room, and he didn't even have the guts to say that Fuhua Moyu's favorite type seemed to be him.

The mobile phone in his hand vibrated slightly, and the news of Sister Hua followed.

[Chu Mo]: It's very pretty.

[Chu Mo]: Do you want an autograph for me?

sign…

Qin Shao was stunned.

How could he forget about this!

He was too excited to meet before, and in the end he was too embarrassed, so that the thought of signing an autograph never crossed Qin Shao's mind.

Now that it's over, Qin Shao doesn't know how to face it when he thinks of what Fuhua Moyu said to him.

If he is fine, he can sign it or not, but he did promise to help Sister Hua to get her autograph, so he can't break his promise.

Afraid that Sister Hua would wait for a long time, Qin Shao had no choice but to reply first.

[He Chaoqin]: Not yet...

[Chu Mo]: That's good.

Chu Mo squinted his eyes at Qin Shao from a distance, raised his hand and beat him down.

[Chu Mo]: Then when you want to sign, please help me get a photo of the two of you together~#喜欢

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