Su Xinglan said for a while: "You are not...... Are you a fan of Chu Yao? ”

When he mentioned 'Chu Yao', his tone paused, and his interest was not high.

I don't have any opinions on Chu Yao. Even if the two are competitors in "Idol Superstar", there are some rumors on the Internet.

However, as soon as he thought that the girl liked and was infatuated with Chu Yao, Su Xinglan found that he was ...... Very unhappy.

Fenghua touched the tip of her nose, the original owner is Chu Yao's fan, she is not, but since she occupies this body, the matter of the original owner's fan Chu Yao is well known, and she can only admit it hard.

I'm behind the blame.

"It used to be ......," Fenghua explained, "but now and in the future, I will only be a fan of Star alone." ”

The girl looked at the young man's bright glass-colored eyes and said word by word.

It's clearly a lazy smile, but it gives a convincing taste.

- Trust her.

It was as if a voice was whispering this.

There was something depressed in Su Xinglan's heart, which dissipated all of a sudden.

What is occupied little by little......

[Ding!] The target character, Su Xinglan, has a favorability of +5 and a strategy completion of 20! ]

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In a hot pot restaurant.

The red oil is boiling, spicy and fragrant, the white soup is rich, the aroma is overflowing, and the light white smoke is hot.

The gradually rising temperature in the room melted the snowflakes on the young man's eyelashes, and the curly and thick eyelashes were stained with crystal water droplets and became more and more black and long.

Fenghua smiled lazily: "Don't you take off your hot pot mask?" ”

“……”

Su Xinglan raised his hand and took off the mask that covered most of his face.

The face that was exposed had delicate facial features, fair skin and coldness, and abnormal beauty.

completely inherited his unique good looks from his star parents.

At the moment when she took off her mask and revealed her face, Fenghua almost heard the sound of the girl at the next table gasping lowly.

“star？！”

It seems that he knows Su Xinglan.

That's right, even if there is no "Idol Superstar", Su Xinglan has long been well-known in the entertainment industry.

Even without the aura blessing of his pair of big star parents, there are many people who are fans of Su Xinglan in the face of this overly beautiful face.

Obviously, the girl at the next table is Star's face fan.

"Star looks more handsome up close than in the photos."

The girl's boyfriend tasted: "Hey, don't you keep staring at other people's boyfriends, okay?" Come on, come on, see your boyfriend. ”

"Phew, look at what you're doing, you're not as good-looking as a star!" The girl snorted, but her eyebrows and eyes were smiling.

Fenghua listened to the sound of the table next door, holding his chin and carefully studying the appearance of the young man on the other side of the table.

Through the lingering pale white mist, the young man's eyebrows and eyes were hazy but more and more beautiful.

Really......

It can only be described by the word 'good-looking'.

Su Xinglan was a little uncomfortable when Fenghua looked at her, "...... What to see? ”

He couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with him, or something on his face.

If it weren't for the strong mental qualities and abilities that I have trained in front of people since I was a child, maybe I would have reached out and touched my face by now to see if there was anything on it.

Fenghua stood up with one hand, resting his elbows on the table, tilting his head to look at him, squinting his eyes, his red lips slightly curved, and smiling casually and lazily, "Look at your good looks." ”

“……”

Su Xinglan took a breath.

Heartbeat, missed a beat.