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Since the defeat on the eve of the semi-finals, Bo Jiu has not 'shown' his face, which makes Feng Shang, a RMB player who dominates the C area, very worried.

simply took advantage of Feng Yi's inattention and secretly ran out.

The destination is the Fu family villa.

Feng Shang is ready to sacrifice himself to comfort the consciousness of his idol.

Unexpectedly, the idol was not only uncomfortable, but was sitting on the floor to fight Xiaobawang.

Super Mario, I'm sure everyone has played it.

The idol played very seriously, and he also carried a warm water bag in his arms and a glass of brown sugar water in his hand.

Feng Shang glanced at the glass of water: "This is?"

"I knew you were coming, I cooked it for you to drink, it was cold outside, and I warmed myself up with it. The boy put the handle of the game in place, and the evil smile that came out of the corner of his mouth was very calm.

Feng Shang was very moved, holding the cup of brown sugar water in both hands: "Even, idol, you, how do you know that I like to drink the most, drink sugar water." ”

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and glanced at the Tianhua board, and said in her heart that she had really overestimated the IQ of her family Feng Baobao: "Drink, there is still a kitchen." "Hmm!" Feng Shang nodded vigorously, his eyes were particularly bright.

Bo Jiu seemed to think of something, and leaned forward, his left hand behind Feng Shang, and his handsome face was closer.

All of a sudden, Feng Shang's face turned red: "Even, idol, you, you ......"

"You're not bent, are you, you don't have a crush on me, do you?" Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows.

Feng Shang's eyes widened: "How, how is it possible! I, I like 'female', 'female' children!"

"Oh. Bo Jiu also knew what he was thinking, and after asking, he withdrew his hand.

What is it called?

Feng Shang stammered and explained: "I, I worship, I don't worship idols, that's right, but I, I'm straight!

Bo Jiu looked at Feng Baobao's delicate and crimson face, and said to himself: "I don't even like the gods when I accept it like this." "Why did you fall in love with her?

"Even, idol, what are you talking about?" Feng Shang wanted to listen carefully.

Bo Jiu 'touched' the child's head, leaned over again, and his voice fell on Feng Shang's ear: "If I am like this, do you want to 'kiss' me?"

Feng Shang looked at the handsome face that was close at hand, and it was so handsome that people's heartbeats missed half a beat.

But that's not the point.

The key is that he is favored by his own idol, and he is not bent.

How to solve this problem, wait online!

"Do you want to?" Bo Jiu lowered a little again.

Feng Shang really couldn't stand it, and pushed the person away, which made a panic: "No, I don't want to!"

After pushing, Feng Shang regretted it, he wouldn't have hurt the idol's heart, right?

Feng Shang glanced at the people on the ground.

The idol seems to be talking to himself again.

Faintly, I could hear the voice that was neither high nor low: "Feng Baobao is so easy to be bent, and there is no reaction, then it is not my problem, it should be bent from the beginning......"

Was it curved in the first place?

Who?

Feng Shang was simply full of questions.

What else is called a person who is so easy to be bent by sealing a baby!?

He's straight, okay!

Thankfully, during this period of time, the idol finally returned to normal, just sitting lazily on the wooden floor, full of luxury.

Feng Shang let out a long sigh, he could finally drink his brown sugar water with peace of mind.

However, idols are really today, what is wrong?

Could it be that he lost a game and was 'provoked' by stabbing?