The actor is a white fox demon

Liu Mo listened to him quietly, nodded slightly, and answered, "It's very powerful."

When Ji Manchuan heard that he agreed with his words, he was as excited as if he praised himself, and pulled him to say, "Yes, yes! I really admire that person! Unfortunately, he has never contacted me. Brother Li didn't let me post Weibo to find someone, saying that if I posted Weibo to find someone, it would be like slapping Xingchen in the face. Come on, their company's face is already swollen, okay?"

Ji Manchuan was talking nonsense, looked up and saw Liu Mo looking at him, his eyes were focused and gentle, he felt that the air was a little hot for no reason, and said, "Why don't you talk? You also think I shouldn't post Weibo to find him? "

"You don't need to be so motivating."

Liu Mo smiled and said, "Maybe, you have already met him, but you don't know."

"Huh?" Ji Manchuan was a little confused, his eyes widened, "Really? How do you know?"

"We meet a lot of people every day. We have no impression of most of them, and just pass by. But...maybe someone you passed by and didn't notice is looking at you."

Liu Mo looked at him, and said in a gentle voice, with a soft and stretched charm between his eyebrows and eyes, which made people look very comfortable.

He spoke slowly, his voice was neither too loud nor too small, just enough for Ji Manchuan to hear in this noisy room, "In a corner of the earth that you don't know, there are many people who like you, just like Leaves like the wind, they are quiet and do not need to respond."

"Leaves, wind?"

Ji Manchuan thought for a while, and felt that he seemed to understand a little bit, but he was still vague, "You mean my fans? They like me because they don't ask for anything in return. If I don't look good one day, they will immediately climb the wall. Believe it or not .”

Liu Mo rolled his eyes slightly and said, "But maybe there are people who like more than just your face?"

"What else do I have besides my face?"

Ji Manchuan replied in a daze.

"..." Liu Mo was about to say, there is still talent and hard work.

A certain person seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly stood up, flipped his shirt up, revealing six-pack abs that could be vaguely outlined, his skin looked extraordinarily fair and delicate under the dim light, and excitedly said, "I figured it out, I still have a figure, hahaha, don’t I!”

Liu Mo looked at it for a few seconds, then turned his gaze back silently, reached out to pick up a cup of warm water, and drank half of it in one go, suppressing the dryness.

Ji Manchuan didn't feel anything yet. When he saw Liu Mo drinking water, he remembered that he was thirsty after talking for so long. He took a can of iced Coke on the table, pulled the tab and took a few sips. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Gu Sui. Pulling Yan Xun to look at them, his expression is unclear.

Ji Manchuan leaned over to the reflective wall and looked at it. The makeup on his face was well done, not too much, and it was perfect. The diamond stud earring on his left ear was dazzling.

It's nothing unusual, Ji Manchuan thought, and asked Gu Sui for no reason, "What's wrong? Am I messed up?"

Gu Sui shook his head, "No."

He pointed at Ji Manchuan's lower abdomen, coughed, and said, "You...you should take off your clothes."

"Why? Are you envious of my abs?" Ji Manchuan giggled, his little tiger teeth showing.

Gu Sui smiled vaguely, his eyes stayed on the boy who was facing them sideways for a second, and he said four words to Ji Manchuan concisely, "Be careful of getting sick."

"Where is it so easy to get sick?"

Ji Manchuan nonchalantly picked up the Coke again, but quickly put down the bottom of his shirt.

Xia Yan and Liu Lang just finished singing two songs and came over to rest. As the remaining professional singer among these few people, Ji Manchuan was naturally obliged to transform into a Maiba and completely regard KTV as his own concert.

As a representative idol of the younger generation, Ji Manchuan's high popularity still has some reason. He is very capable in business, and can sing and dance without blushing without panting. He has good singing skills and is even more stable on stage. batch.

Fortunately, the private room is spacious enough, and there is a special table, so that Ji Manchuan can play freely, but he shows a narrow waist from time to time when he dances, which is really indecent.

Later, Yan Xun directly covered Gu Sui's eyes, "Go home and watch."

"..." Gu Sui was admiring the young man's beautiful body, when suddenly his eyes were covered, the palms in front of his eyes were warm, covering his eyes, and he couldn't see anything.

He was a little helpless, "What are you looking at when you go home?"

Yan Xun whispered in his ear, "Abs.", and quickly let go of the hand that was covering his eyes.

Gu Sui repeated the light in front of his eyes, but was stunned for a while. Ji Manchuan was lucky this time, so he took off his shirt and said with a smile while taking it off, "Fan welfare!"

"..."

The crowd was speechless.

They know that these young idols are free and unrestrained on stage, and it is very common for them to take off their shirts and throw their clothes into the fan group when they are dancing. Didn't expect Ji Manchuan to treat them as fans for abs benefits?

Xia Yan was also teased by someone in between singing and dancing. Xia Yan leaned closer and looked up at Ji Manchuan dancing to the music on the stage. His eyes were focused, but he was suddenly touched by someone. Fair and tender little face.

Ji Manchuan looked indifferent and arrogant, like an unattainable idol, he stretched out his index finger to pick Xia Yan's chin, and asked, "Okay, you have been drawn."

"What did you draw?" Xia Yan asked dully with a dazed expression on his face.

Ji Manchuan's aloofness immediately broke through, and he let out a 'squeak', "Fan welfare, hey, here it is for you! I personally wore this, remember to thank Ouba."

"..."

A worried look appeared on Xia Yan's face, and he reached out to touch Ji Manchuan's forehead, "Brother Manchuan, are you drunk?"

Just now Ji Manchuan boasted about his drinking capacity at the banquet, he just drank less than half a catty of wine, and now his cheeks look flushed.

"..."

Before Ji Manchuan could speak, Liu Lang suddenly answered quietly, "Manchuan, did you give your fan benefits to the wrong person?"

"what?"

The author said that fan welfare should be given to her husband!Xiaoman went back and copied it a hundred times! !