Male God Is Always Targeted

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Little Lizi: What is it, tell me now.

Monster Minor: Isn't this the table in a selfie that our little brother took before?

Sick child: little brother? what little brother?

World-weary: I just went to compare it, it really is exactly the same as the table in the photo posted by Lomé, even the exposed corner of the floor is the same color.

cherry: How is it possible, he is an internet celebrity, my husband won't like him.

Bai Yiqingxiang: Excited, is our little brother's boyfriend actually my male god?

Cat smashing: Don't pull the cp indiscriminately, the husband didn't say a word, get away from the porcelain.

...

Fans were red-eyed.

Seeing that the situation is about to explode.

Suddenly a weak voice came out.

Lang Qi: Am I the only one who remembers that the male **** also retweeted a Weibo from the Lomei people with a very protective tone?

Mutual fans.

Qi Qi paused.

After a while, Ouyang Mu reposted Luo Mio's Weibo earlier.

Increased readings by nearly seven figures.

A record was immediately set.

Look at the certificate of honor sent.

Ouyang Mu smiled and handed over the phone.

"Mio, you see, they all guessed it, why don't we make it public."

"Um?"

Luo Mio bit the ham sausage, Danfeng's eyes opened slightly.

There was confusion inside.

"Public? Open what?"

What do they have to disclose.

Ouyang Mu's eyes narrowed.

The bright red mouth on the opposite side was holding the thick ham sausage.

The body felt a fire rushing somewhere.

Moved slightly.

Cough twice.

"Cough cough, it is to open up the relationship between us."

Luo Mio bit off a ham sausage and asked dumbly, "Is it a creditor relationship?"

Ouyang Mu: "..."

He silently fed himself a mouthful of porridge and said, "Couple relationship."

Luo Mio looked back in surprise with a ham in his mouth.

It seemed like he couldn't react for a while.

"Aren't we creditors?"

Pink ham, because of the motion of his mouth to speak.

Go in and out again.

Ouyang Mu, who was sitting across from him with a strong visual effect, scurried upwards with warmth all over his body.

I couldn't help but change my posture.

His left leg rested on his right leg, concealing the presence of a certain restlessness.

Passing the milk in his hand, his eyes darkened.

"Good, I'm talking after eating first, come, drink some milk."

Luo Mio obediently ate the ham in his mouth.

Another sip of milk.

Immediately, there was a smear of milk on his lips.

Coupled with those confused eyes, the cute Ouyang Mu's heart pounded.

Throat is unstoppable itching.

He quickly picked up the millet porridge in front of him, suppressing the strangeness.

After eating, the restlessness in my heart also calmed down.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mio, I..."

"Wandering into Heaven's house by mistake, persuaded Yu to put down the sand in his hand, but he opened his mouth to sing, but his voice was dumb, and the powdered robe was called a fake..."

The desolate and euphemistic drama suddenly sounded.

Ouyang Mu was interrupted.

Luo Mio took out his phone.

Long Dao's phone number.

"Hey, Director Long, what's wrong?"

An angry voice came immediately.

"That Qiu Xing, do you really think I can't shoot without him as an investor?"

"Dare to threaten Lao Tzu, huh... What a piece of shit, I want your character, just dream."

The words of Long Dao's consecutive cannonballs.

Let Luo Mio silently put the phone away.

Seeing that he had stopped, he spoke to comfort him.

"Don't be angry, Director Long, it's not worth it if you're angry."

"Yeah, so I let him get out on his own."

Luo Mio was silent for a second.

He opened his mouth and prepared two more words of comfort, and then listened to the other party again.

"This investor, you do it."

"What?"