Rebirth of the live national male god

Chapter 133

"Although it's actually not very busy, maybe I don't have much time to pick you up every day..."

Mo Ran looked down at the message on the phone, quickly nodded back, and casually responded:
"Oh."

Yi Beichen: ...

It's really bad that his girlfriend had to leave before he caught up with him.
Seeing how she didn't care now made him even more heartbroken.

Pursing his lips, he turned the steering wheel suddenly and parked the car on the side of the road.

Taking advantage of Mo Ran's frowning and before he could speak, he paled first:

"The wound hurts, it seems to be torn!"

Mo Ran paused, and was about to raise his hand to take a look, when he first saw the barrage brushed on the screen:
"[Call me Red Scarf]: Report! He just pinched himself with his left hand!"

"[The roll paper is not drawn]: Hahahaha, the upstairs is too much, do you know what it means to be difficult to tear apart hahahahaha..."

"[Little Fairy with a Beautiful Heart and a Kind Heart]: Brother Yi is cute again hahahahahaha~"

"[Bending into a mosquito coil for Master Ran]: He actually lied to you! Master Ran don't want him anymore, stay with me hahahahaha~"

"[I love you]: Tsk tsk tsk, I have used this little trick, I really feel sorry for this buddy hahaha..."

The crowd hahaha crazily swiped the screen,
Mo Ran's eyebrows twitched, looking at the pitiful man in front of him, the corners of his lips twitched slightly:
"It hurts, huh?"

The final sound of the word "um" rises slightly, which sounds very charming.

Yi Beichen choked back his original words in an instant, with a look of anticipation in his eyes:
"It won't hurt if you kiss."

Mo Ran looked at him expressionlessly for two seconds, then suddenly smiled, reaching out and grabbing his collar.

The distance between the two is getting closer, and Yi Beichen can feel her breath hitting his face.

near...

Yi Beichen was so nervous that he didn't dare to let out a breath, so he could only stare at her closely.

There was a heartbeat like a drum, and even Mo Ran could hear it clearly.

Seeing that we are about to meet,
Mo Ran tilted her head slightly, and her lips brushed against his ear.

He heard her cold voice ringing in his ears:

"drive."

……

He just wants to drive another car...
The frantically beating heart seemed to come to a sudden brake,
Yi Beichen's face collapsed, his heart was bitter, but he dared not speak out.

Obediently restarting the car, I wanted to open the top cover of the supercar to let the air in.

But because Moran said before that two boys sitting in two supercars looked strange,
After thinking about it, I still didn't open it.

A group of Yan control in the live broadcast room began to complain about Yibei Chen:

"[I love you]: It's too cruel! It's too cruel!! My little brother Yi is so pitiful..."

"[Meng Da Da]: This little aggrieved look... I don't even want the face of the bossy brother, you don't even give me a kiss!"

"[Pro-mother fan]: Hey, my mother's girlish heart!"

Mo Ran looked at the barrage and laughed silently, and swiped the screen aside.

The car stopped at the corner of the school gate, Mo Ran unbuckled his seat belt,
Before getting out of the car, he touched his head with his backhand.

Yi Beichen was stunned for a moment, staring at her leaving back in a daze.

The top of the hair seems to still have the warmth of her palm,
He reached out to touch his hair, and a smile unconsciously formed on his lips.

The car blocked by him honked its horn frantically before he came back to his senses and started the car slowly.

The people in the live broadcast room who came back to their senses also complained again:

"[Meteor Hammer]: Wang Ji burst into tears..."

(End of this chapter)