Jun Aosheng rubbed the corners of his forehead, but he still looked at her according to Wang Yixin's meaning. Please everyone search for ()!, the fastest update

The lens of her mobile phone is facing his face, and her eyes, through the lens, meet his eyes, pitch black, like a silent night, but with starlight.

It's so beautiful, so shocking.

The pair of black eyes in Wang Yi's heart, for a while, there were some, I just felt that all my thoughts were attracted by these eyes.

She even forgot to press the shooting button, just left her stunned

After a long time, it wasn't until Jun Aosheng frowned that she suddenly came back to her senses, quickly pressed the shooting button, and continued to take pictures of him.

In almost ten minutes, she took hundreds of photos of him, almost every angle has been taken, Wang Yixin's shoes are still a little unsatisfied, so he said cheekily again, "That, can you take a group photo?" If you really refuse, it doesn't matter, but I still hope to take a group photo, I have always wanted to take a photo with you before, but I have never had the opportunity, and now I ......" she said in a mixed manner, as if he was afraid that he would disagree.

But before she could finish all the things she wanted to say, he said, "Why do you want to take a picture with me?"

"Huh?" she replied without thinking, blinking, "because I like you." Then after saying this, his face turned red again. God, no matter how you listen to this, it feels like a confession.

Sure enough, her ears were very sharp and she heard someone whispering around her, "Did you hear it, the woman was saying that she liked the handsome guy just now?"

"It can't be a live confession. ”

"This man should be this woman, after all, there is too much difference in rank. ”

"But this woman is so courageous, I don't have the courage to confess at the night market food stall. ”

With these whispers, as well as those sweeping glances, Wang Yixintong's shoes almost slipped out of the chair. Well, the night market food stall confesses, it sounds like that, but the question is...... What is the difference in rank is too much, but her foundation is quite beautiful, and more importantly, she ...... She's fateful!

It's just that she can't really shout these words!

"How much do you like me?" Jun asked in a deep voice like a beautiful cello.

However, Wang Yixin wanted to hit his head on the table, this problem ...... Let her answer!

"This ...... Do you like it...... I like you a lot...... For me...... You are simply my idol......" Wang Yixin's face turned even redder, and she stammered a little, what she said, in fact, even she couldn't figure it out.

"Idol?" Jun Aosheng's face sank, I don't know why, when I heard her say that she regarded her as an idol, her mood suddenly became bad, and she felt that the word idol was so harsh.

"To you, am I an idol?" he asked.

"Yes...... Yes!" she nodded, he was simply her male god, in the words of her friend Ye Sang'er, she was simply his brainless fan, okay!

He pursed his thin lips and settled on the ground.

She unconsciously swallowed the saliva that suddenly secreted from her throat, and suddenly felt nervous under his gaze.

His lips slowly opened, one by one, and he said, "If to you, I am just an idol, then I will not take a picture with you." ”

"What?" she froze, with a feeling that the person in front of her seemed to be angry.

Obviously he was fine before, why did the atmosphere change all of a sudden? But she couldn't think of what she had made him angry.

Jun Aosheng put down the milk tea in his hand, took out a tissue and wiped the corner of his lips, then stood up and stared at Wang Yixin condescendingly.

"Huang Xiaohong, if your so-called liking for me is just an idol's liking, then this is not what I want at all. In the night, the silver moonlight fell on him, making him look like a god, noble and indifferent.

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Although Jun Aosheng finally sent Wang Yixin back to the door of the apartment, he was obviously unhappy, and he drove away without even saying goodbye.

Wang Yixin returned home in wonder, and fell on the bed weakly. Tonight's date, kind of ...... Unhappy parting?

Originally, he was fine, but when she said that she liked him like an idol, he seemed to be unhappy.

He said that this liking was not what he wanted, so that means he wanted something else...... In fact, does he already have feelings for her now?

Wang Yixin's brain began to jump and think, thinking that Jun Aosheng might like her, her whole person seemed to be boiling, and her face was flushed again.

took out his mobile phone, Wang Yixin flipped through the photos on his mobile phone, and took many photos of him today, and there were many of them, his eyes were all facing the camera, compared to the photos she downloaded that others secretly took, these photos are more exciting, film, as if he is doing.

If she regarded him as an idol, so he was reluctant to take a photo with her, then one day, if she didn't just treat him as an idol, would she be able to take a photo together?

But this seems to be a bit difficult for her, she was originally a fan of him, she liked him because of his story, wanted to see him, and now, really saw him, and got along with him, she only knew that she liked him very much, wanted to rewrite his fate, and was even willing to do a lot of things for him, but she couldn't tell whether she liked him or not.

Wang Yixin pondered for a long time, but didn't figure out why, so she simply put this problem behind first, selected one of the photos she thought was the most handsome from the bunch of photos taken today, made a profile picture of the photo, put it on her Weibo profile picture, and casually posted a photo of Jun Aosheng she took, which read: I photographed the male god.

As a result, when she woke up the next morning, she found that someone was paying attention to her.

You must know that although Wang Yixin has built a Weibo, she has no friends in this world, and she has not told anyone that she has built a Weibo, so usually her Weibo is just that she pays attention to others, and no one pays attention to her. Mobile Visit: