[I'm sour, why can he be turned over, I can't, brother, is my avatar not enough or something? 】

[Puff ha...... That avatar of yours upstairs is really enough. 】

During the time when Lin Jinge was washing in Gu Mochuan, she was scrolling on Weibo on the bed, watching her little fans chatting non-stop.

Lin Jinge has disappeared for so long, and as soon as he came out, it was such a large-scale behavior of spoiling fans, and the fans under Weibo were very dreamy.

They all feel that they have really picked up a treasure today, and it stands to reason that Lin Jinge, who is usually cold, doesn't like to interact with them on Weibo or anything, and today can be regarded as shit luck.

[Today's brother seems to be particularly enthusiastic, I think I'm a little dreamy.] 】

[I also think it's a strange look, our cold, noble and cold brother seems to have changed as a person.] 】

Lin Jinge was so amused by those remarks on the Internet that he was so amused that these people really talked a lot, saying this, if he really didn't turn over the brand, they would be the ones who cried.

When Gu Mochuan came out, it was such a scene - Lin Jinge seemed to have seen something funny, and he kept laughing.

He watched Lin Jinge roll over on the bed, and then walked over unhurriedly, and said in an unhurried tone, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Laughing so happily, who are you talking to?

Lin Jinge didn't notice the man's somewhat gloomy expression, and when he saw him come out, he sat up from the bed, and said with a smile in his eyes, "It's nothing, I just suddenly found that these little fans are quite cute." ”

"Huh?" After Gu Mochuan listened to her words, he raised his eyebrows, "Are you scrolling Weibo?" ”

Lin Jinge nodded, kept moving his hands, and while looking at the coquettish comments of fans on Weibo, he replied, "It's not that Linlin said that I haven't updated Weibo for a long time, let me post a Weibo." ”

After Gu Mochuan listened to her words, he hummed lightly, and he didn't seem to be very interested.

He sat on the bed, watching Lin Jinge laugh from time to time, and didn't pay attention to him, his eyes darkened.

Then he took out his phone.

Lin Jinge watched the fans' ears and cute comments were coming out, and suddenly felt the phone vibrate, and then the fans were crazy @her.

Lin Jinge was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes and glanced at Gu Mochuan. Then followed the fans @, she clicked on the Weibo, and then saw the Weibo posted by Gu Mochuan,

[Gu Mochuan: Good evening, bubble. 】

This person......

Lin Jinge raised his head and glanced at Gu Mochuan.

Gu Mochuan was unmoved, and it wasn't until Lin Jinge stared at him that he was about to catch fire that he raised his head and said innocently, "What's wrong?" ”

Lin Jinge raised his eyebrows, "You did it on purpose." ”

This person's Weibo is so similar to what she posted, it's strange that it's not intentional.

After Gu Mochuan listened to her words, he said indifferently, "Huh? The man curled his lips slightly, "You think so." ”

Lin Jinge didn't even bother to defend himself when he heard him, so he snorted and said. "Boring."

But Lin Jinge doesn't want to take care of him, it doesn't mean that her little fans won't take care of him.

[Oh my God, my brother just posted on Weibo, and Mr. Gu posted it, are these two telepathic? ] 】

[Crying, this is a naked confession, you see that the two of them either don't send messages for a week, or they both post on Weibo immediately after, and this content is ...... Don't you think that's a bit of a? 】

[I agree to this marriage.] 】

[I actually saw a little bit of cattiness from the sentence good evening, is it my delusion? ] 】

[No, no, no, CP fans all think so, for example, me, I actually thought of them getting married and having children from a good evening, and even what their children's names were, I have already made up a lot of my brain, (covering my face) I can't help. 】

- [Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to Mr. Gu for holding the beauty. 】

Lin Jinge looked at the remarks on Weibo, his face turned green all of a sudden, and he looked up at Gu Mochuan funny, Lin Jinge gritted his teeth and said, "You are not naïve. ”

Gu Mochuan smiled lightly, raised his eyebrows and said, "This is fan behavior, please don't rise to the personal level." 】

After Lin Jinge heard his words, he glared at him.

This person really got cheap and behaved.

Gu Mochuan didn't look weak at all, well, he did it on purpose.

What does he have to be vain, he originally deliberately posted this Weibo, who let Lin Jinge ignore him while swiping Weibo. Don't you have to find a little sense of existence for yourself?

[The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, you two are so big at night, and you are still posting on Weibo here to show your affection, who are you trying to torture to death? ] It's all gone, let's be gone. 】

Gu Mochuan looked at this news, and his eyes flashed.

That's right, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold.

didn't want to look at the unnutritious nonsense on Weibo, he just threw his phone away, and didn't care about the little fans who were chattering for him to explode photos, and walked towards Lin Jinge.

Lin Jinge is still scrolling down Weibo, interacting with her fans.

Here, Gu Mochuan suddenly strengthened his mobile phone.

Lin Jinge was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and met Gu Mochuan's scorching gaze.

The man's eyes were full of coldness, with a little dark tide at this time.

The corners of Gu Mochuan's lips hooked up a smile, "The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, it's time to sleep." ”

"Huh?" Lin Jinge was stunned.

As soon as Gu Mochuan's words fell, he threw Lin Jinge's mobile phone aside.

Then the hungry tiger pounced on it.

Here, Lin Jinge and the little fans were still chatting hotly, hiding from those little fans who were looking forward to being remade.

The little fans staggered, but after a while, they found that Lin Jinge seemed to have disappeared, and he didn't reply to a word. Then after a while, there was a question mark on Weibo.

Only in a certain room, a certain little assistant is secretly rubbing his hair.

[It's so late, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, and people are busy sleeping, so let's disperse. 】

During the intermission when Lin Jin's feet were weak, he swiped Weibo in his hand, and suddenly brushed up on the rumors of a fan under Gu Mochuan's Weibo.

[Mr. Gu and our Zhaozhao are also very compatible, one is gentle, the other is cold, I like this kind of sugar. 】

[Where did this CP fan come from, such an unpopular CP is also knocking? ] 】

Lin Jinge looked at the following and refuted it, but he was still really unhappy in his heart.

Because of the bad luck, I began to find fault.

Suddenly, I don't know if it was a twitch in my brain or something, she tugged at the corner of the quilt and said in a somewhat resentful tone.

"Did you say you liked Wen Zhao before?"

This question came a little unexpectedly, and Gu Mochuan didn't react a little.