This Celestial Master is so flirtatious [Entertainment Circle]

Mo Xing's lottery Weibo asking for blessings drew a lottery that night, and a thousand big red envelopes were distributed, which caused another wave of enthusiasm.

The follow-up situation was not as expected by Mo Xing. Both black fans gathered under his and Mu Xuanqing's Weibo to propose a wedding. In Xuanxing CP Chaochao, countless fan creations appeared overnight.

On the plane back to Haishi the next day, Mo Xing had nothing to do, and while chatting with Mu Xuanqing, he discussed with Mu Xuanqing and posted a new Weibo.

@天师默星V: There will be a wedding and a live broadcast!Let's look forward to it~[Bixin]

Mu Xuanqing followed up and retweeted——

@木玄清V: At that time, some lucky fans will be invited and selected to watch the ceremony, and food, lodging and travel expenses will be included.

This time, not only the fans were overjoyed, but even passers-by and netizens who watched the excitement yesterday were very interested.

[Mr. Mu is so generous, he broadcast live and hired people.Squat a live broadcast and see what happens to rich people's weddings. 】

[Mo Xing is live broadcasting again, will there be any strange phenomena again, look forward to it. 】

[Smash me, smack me, smack me! 】

[A non-chief invites you——I will go at my own expense——]

[Ask Mr. Mu, what is the standard for the number of invitations?I'm trying my best to become a master fan, is there any hope? 】

Mo Xing looked at Mu Xuanqing's Weibo and was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head and asked, "Which fans do you want to invite?"

Mu Xuanqing clicked on the note in his mobile phone and turned it to show him.

Above are some Weibo screenshots. Mo Xing looked at them one by one, and found...all of them were the content he had learned to flirt with Mr. Mu before!

Mo Xing blinked and laughed dryly: "You actually discovered it..."

Mu Xuanqing stretched out his hand and gently scratched his nose: "These are all matchmakers, even if they are not present, I have to give a matchmaker's big red envelope."

Mo Xing laughed: "How did you find them out?"

Mu Xuanqing: "The other day you said that you wanted to refer to fans' wedding ideas, so I went over all the fan productions in CP Chaohua."

Having said that, he paused, and then clicked on another sticky note: "This should be your trumpet, right?"

Mo Xing glanced at it, and while reaching out to press delete, he said with a smile: "You save me some face, just pretend you don't know."

Mu Xuanqing let him delete it, and said: "The fan's brain hole really gave me a lot of inspiration..."

The latter words were whispered in Mo Xing's ear.

I don't know if it was because of his breath or the content of his words, Mo Xing felt his ears getting hotter and hotter, and the high temperature had a tendency to spread to his face.

In the end, Mo Xing couldn't listen anymore, pushed Mu Xuanqing away, rubbed his ears and muttered: "You need a big pack of decontamination powder, to clean your brain polluted by fans!"

Mu Xuanqing leaned on the armrest on the other side of the chair, only moved his knees, and rubbed against Mo Xing's leg: "You have followed and liked several articles in it."

Mo Xing pretended not to hear, and lowered his head to swipe his phone.

Mu Xuanqing curled his lips into a smile, and didn't say any more.Anyway, the future will be long, so he can coax it slowly.Mo Xing probably grew up in a Taoist temple, and he was used to self-cultivation and self-cultivation. He blushed when he heard those things, but in fact... he was quite relaxed.

Although Mo Xing was looking at his mobile phone, his attention was all on Mu Xuanqing beside him. At this moment, he felt that the atmosphere was not right. When he sneaked a look over, his face seemed to be coaxed to smoke.

Although there are not many people in the first-class cabin, it is also open to the public in broad daylight. Mo Xing couldn't stand it anymore, so he got up and went to the bathroom.

When he came back, he saw that Mu Xuanqing had turned on his laptop and was dealing with things, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief, sat back and continued to scan his phone.

Mo Xing was absent-mindedly swiping Weibo while thinking about the wedding arrangements, thinking of the "matchmaker's big red envelope" that Mu Xuanqing just said, and thinking of the small group of fans he added, the three fans in it were actually their big matchmakers , It's a pity that it's not good to invite them directly.

Thinking of this, Mo Xing clicked into the long-lost group, and saw three group friends chatting excitedly about their wedding.After hesitating for a moment, he poked open the input box.

〖Hi everyone, long time no see! 〗

[Hi little brother, you really have been missing for a long time. 】

[Brother, have you seen the news of Xuan Xing's marriage?We have had fun since last night, with the sky above our heads! 】

〖Haha, I've been a little busy recently.Well, I was blown away by the news.actually……〗

[Do you have good news too? 】

〖Yes, I registered with my partner.Thank you so much for your previous support and encouragement! 〗

The three fans immediately swiped the screen full of congratulatory emoticons.

Mo Xing was about to rain red envelopes again, but saw a line of words jump out.

[By the way, little brother, we decided to take advantage of Xuan Xing's wedding to meet Ji, do you want to come together?You can also bring your partner. 】

Mo Xing was taken aback, then deleted the few words he had just typed, and re-entered the content.

〖Isn’t the wedding list still finalized?Can you all go? 〗

[Ahem, I am actually the daughter of Mr. Mo and his Ph.D. supervisor.Teacher Mo will definitely invite my dad, and I can follow. 】

[I'll just rub her side, it shouldn't be a problem to bring an extra little sister. 】

[My mother and Mr. Mu have a long-term cooperation, and no accidents will be invited.If you want to come, you can rub against me. 】

Mo Xing was secretly startled - one of them was his mentor's daughter?Fortunately, my vest didn't fall off!

〖Forget it, I’m actually very socially phobic... I just watch the live broadcast...〗

[Well, I can see it. 】

[It’s okay, it’s okay, we are still a good family in the group! 】

[Come and chat more when you have time, we actually chat about everything. 】

〖Yeah, okay. 〗

Mo Xing chatted with the three fans for a few more words, then quit the group, leaned over to Mu Xuanqing and asked, "How are you going to give the fans 'matchmaker red envelopes'?"

Mu Xuanqing turned his gaze: "Every guest will have a gift in return. The one for them should be prepared generously, and then the big red envelopes will be stuffed in. If anyone asks, just say that the big red envelopes are randomly dropped. If someone can't be there, they will send a gift bag directly as compensation."

Mo Xing leaned over and kissed him on the cheek: "Boss Mu is thoughtful."

Mu Xuanqing raised his eyebrows: "Why, you still have fans who need special care?"

Mo Xing smiled and nodded: "There are three other little fans. I am in a group with them. They have been advising me before. They were the ones who suggested me when I went to Lian Zong."

He explained the situation of the three of them, and added: "Since they will all come, you can count them all when you return the gift in the black box."

Mu Xuanqing took out his mobile phone to record.

Mo Xing looked at his serious appearance, his heart was filled with warmth, and he couldn't help leaning over to miss his relatives again.Just when Mu Xuanqing raised his head, their lips touched lightly.

Mo Xing just wanted to retreat, but Mu Xuanqing pinched his chin and sucked on his lips before letting him go.

Mo Xing stroked his slightly numb lower lip, and suddenly laughed: "We bumped into each other like this the first time we kissed... Fortunately, it was in a dream, otherwise you would have been knocked unconscious by me."

When Mu Xuanqing remembered the situation at that time, he also smiled slightly, and turned his head to Mo Xing's ear and said something.

Mo Xing blinked, and looked directly at the pair of deep black eyes in front of him: "Really?"

Mu Xuanqing took his hand and pressed it to his heart: "You can feel it for yourself tonight."

Mo Xing felt his face burning hot again.

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