Fu Siting's words made Lu Xiaoxiao powerless to refute. Licking the screen or something, Fu Siting is not wrong.

It's just that most of the girls' licking screens are just talking, and they won't really lick them, such a large-scale photo, and they can't be seen and eaten, and it's quite aggrieved to think about it.

Lu Xiaoxiao's inner activities Fu Siting naturally couldn't guess it, he clicked on Lu Xiaoxiao's circle of friends, looked at her recent news, and then nodded like a portrait and entered the detailed information.

Set notes and tags: XXL.

Make a starred friend: Swipe right to open.

After setting these two items, Fu Siting returned to the conversation page with Lu Xiaoxiao, and sent an expression of "Little white dumplings sit on their knees and .jpg be well-behaved" to the other party.

Lu Xiaoxiao looked at the photos and expressions on her mobile phone screen, and after sitting quietly for a while, the feeling in her heart can only be described as "indescribable".

She once thought that it might not be possible to have any personal intersection with Fu Siting in this life, or that this possibility would not be realized until a long time later;

She also thought that Fu Siting was the kind of male god who was cold, or alienated from literature and art, or an old cadre;

She even thought that Fu Siting was not good at using social software, let alone publishing love bags, but as soon as the chat history was opened, in addition to the first one was the status of friends notified by the system, the next record was either a mouth-watering hard photo, or the one in front of her - a well-behaved baby emoji.

Lu Xiaoxiao felt that she probably thought something wrong-

Ah no, maybe she's liking the wrong people.

Just received an emoji from a male god who has been in love for eight years, excuse me, can she go back to eight years ago now, poke herself blind, and pretend that she hasn't seen such a person?

The answer is clearly no.

Fu Siting's WeChat nickname is very simple, it is his Chinese initial, FST. When Lu Xiaoxiao was holding the mobile phone and her heart was surging, Fu Siting naturally pulled the mobile phone out of her hand, and then opened her information with a serious and dignified face, and changed the name of the remarks to - I, male, God!

Looking at the three words on the remarks column, Lu Xiaoxiao raised her head and stared at Fu Siting quietly for a while, trying to think, what did she like this person for?

This man, this man......

Okay, she admits that this person is indeed the first male god of the country who was voted for, but is it still embarrassing to change the remarks of his WeChat account on other people's mobile phones so magnificently?

Lu Xiaoxiao's inner grassland was swept by a group of alpacas, but slowly, a trace of sweetness flooded out of her heart.

Her WeChat account was just applied, and there were few people in the friend list, and when I opened the address book, I saw "my male god", which is a very subtle feeling.

The distance between them, once so far, is so close now.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaoxiao raised her head and looked at Fu Siting, who had already gotten up and started to clean up the table, the corners of her mouth curled up in an arc, hopelessly sweet.