The Villains Are All My Fans

Mo Qingyi watched her steadily.

Duan Shu could see anticipation in his moist light-colored pupils.

He has beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and always looks good when his skin is not messed up, but she has seen too many handsome guys since she wore the book. Even the humanoid beast Lu Jinchuan has a handsome and straight skin, and has long practiced the ability to see through appearances... …

But, it's still cute!

Mo Qingyi not only looked at it, he also took advantage of Duan Shu's release of the fingers that twisted his face, and put his face into her tender and smooth hands.

The eyes are lifted upwards, with spring in their eyes.

Who can stand this?

Duan Shu raised his head and glanced at his cheap brother again. The latter trembled and stepped back: "Sister, I'm going to the study, so I won't disturb you."

...do shit!

At this time, my brother was too sensible, and Duan Shu said angrily: "You stay!"

Mo Qingyi was very considerate: "Since it's your younger brother, I don't mind letting him watch the battle."

Too considerate, Duan Shu really wanted to give him a good beating.

As expected of a writer, he is extremely sensitive to words. She could see that he was still not awake, but in a half-dreaming state, he could still catch the most precise point between the lines and provoke people's anger. Unable to be led away by his nose, Duan Shu moved the subject: "You answer me a question first."

"As many as you want."

"You bought a photo of me looking at my phone in the company's cafeteria and posted it on the entertainment forum. Did you get paid for it, or did you rush the traffic yourself?"

Marketing accounts do not receive money for every Weibo post.

For forum writers, not every content is specified.

The indicator of receiving money is the traffic brought by the post, so some people say don’t pay attention to the phishing post, because even the content of insulting the landlord will bring monetary benefits. The more insults the building is happier. As long as there is traffic, the content is very casual, it can be an artist or a family gossip. Those posts, the source must be him, but the motive is unknown.

Mo Qingyi gave an unexpected answer: "I like to write about you."

"Ok?"

"I learned about the whitewashing text that your company asked me to write before... You don't watch variety shows and reality shows very much," Mo Qingyi curled the corners of her lips, and her soft lips brushed lightly against her palm: "You are very cute, I am special I like it, I want to write something to praise you every once in a while."

There is always a faint smile on his face, a smile without hesitation, his eyes are so good, the fake is real, and the sincerity does not want money, Duan Shu does not believe him, and perfunctorily replied: "Listen. If you say that you have strong business skills, don't I have a free navy army?"

"It would be great if there was something in return."

Mo Qingyi's three-point color dyeing workshop is still on a chain scale.

"Really? Contact my agent." Duan Shu's voice was slightly cold.

Sensing that she was unhappy, Mo Qingyi obediently sold her cuteness: "I don't want money..."

He felt that his strength had come back a little, and suddenly he was in trouble. He rolled over and pressed her on the bed, as if he wanted to do something, and fell to his side, like a disintegrated mannequin. Duan Shu was bewildered by this "I kill myself" trick, so he was not in a hurry to sit up or get angry, and asked in a funny way, "Are you crazy?"

"I want to push you down." Mo Qingyi had no choice but to say, "I moved too much and the blood didn't flow to my head for a while, and I felt dizzy and couldn't hold it back."

So weak!

Duan Xiang next to him nodded: "I often do this."

Two severe internet addicts looked at each other and smiled.

Duan Shu wanted to give each of them a knife, packaged them and sent them to the second dimension.

"Kidding,"

Mo Qingyi turned her face and blinked slowly at her, unable to tell whether it was true or false: "I see that you are unhappy and want to change the atmosphere. Are you angry?" He raised his head, showing a slender and white neck that was no different from a woman: You pinch until you get out of breath."

Not only not afraid, but also a little hopeful.

Duan Shu gasped, remembering where he had seen a similar scene.

Yes, Gu Yuan also made a similar request.

Does she have a face suitable for pinching her neck? Or is it all about art?

Mo Qingyi was even more willing to sacrifice his life than Gu Yuan. He stared at her with good eyes, and his eyes were fixed, with an easily visible thick **.

He was beautiful, but she didn't really want to talk.

Mo Qingyi is a very deceptive white poisonous umbrella.

The white poisonous umbrella is pure white and has the shape of an umbrella, like a small fresh umbrella that pops up in the forest after the rain. It is not the same style as other mushrooms in the shape of ghosts and animals, and it also makes me accustomed to using colorful and bright colors to identify poisonous mushrooms The layman is hard to guard against.

Cute is also really cute.

He's too weak to flip him over with one hand.

Duan Shu explained: "I was sleepy at the time, not crying. What you like is the me you imagined."

Surprise flashed in Mo Qingyi's eyes: "I guess so. But is it imaginary, what does it matter? Anyway, it's you, not someone else."

He thought very much.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if it's true or false,"

Mo Qingyi pressed her hand to the left of his chest, and said affectionately, "I see you, so I jumped so fast here."

Puff, puff, puff...

...

Duan Shu looked down at him, no emotion in his eyes, and said coldly, "Seduce me?"

"yes!"

Mo Qingyi smiled awkwardly.

With a soft snap, an invisible string in my mind collapsed.

Duan Shu grabbed his neck and kissed him as he wished.

The difference in physical ability and qi made Mo Qingyi like a boat swaying in the wind and waves. He was skinny for a long time, as if he was an expert in love, but after three seconds of contact, she knew that this fellow was just a strong mouth king.

He can't even breathe through his nose during a hot kiss.

After realizing this, Duan Shu breathed out most of his anger, and there was nothing but funny.

The breathless Mo Qingyi's face was flushed. The lack of oxygen made him subconsciously want to push her away. She didn't move, she kissed him with murderous energy, and tightened the hand around her neck. Staying at a scale that wouldn't kill him and wouldn't be too easy, Duan Shu only slowly released him when physiological tears overflowed from his penetrating eyes.

"...cough...cough!"

He turned his face away and coughed.

Tears fell into the other eye, aggrieved and embarrassed.

Duan Xiang next to him was really stunned. He didn't know that his old sister had such a fierce side.

His lips were flushed red from her kiss, and his face and neck were also flushed, which made him even more excited on his pale face.

After a moment, Mo Qingyi turned his face back, and said quietly, "Can you do it again?"

...

Duan Xiang couldn't stand it any longer.

Dude, don't take this to death!

Duan Shu was so funny that he didn't even bother to give him a look: "If you are stupid, don't go to the bar and keep an eye on your drinks. After Lu Jinchuan fainted you, he claimed to the bartender that he was your friend and wanted to take you away. What will you do after taking you away? Think for yourself."

Lu Jinchuan.

Hearing the name again, Mo Qingyi understood: "No wonder."

"You have a grudge against him?"

Duan Shu only knew that according to the plot in the book, Mo Qingyi did not like the protagonist who came to audition.

But after all, it's an audition, how much hatred can it make?

It should be to get the role.

Mo Qingyi's "no wonder" is very strange.

Mo Qingyi disapproved: "I said a few words to him during the audition. I am easy to be hated, and it is not surprising that I want to take revenge on me. I rarely go out, and when I go out, I go far away, and there is no chance to put a sack on me."

...it seems that he is still a little self-aware.

Duan Shu showed him the content of the filming.

She raised her eyes and looked at his side face, still smiling and indifferent. Could it be that he has a surprisingly broad mind and doesn't care about his own murder? Duan Xiang was also curious, and asked boldly, "You're not angry when he drugged you?"

Hearing this, Mo Qingyi's smile did not change: "I believe that if you have revenge, you will lose your life. Can you send me a copy of the video? I will let him know how powerful the keyboard warrior is."

Duan Shu nodded.

Some things are inconvenient for her to do.

Even if she took a stand for righteousness and courage, she couldn't fire the first shot herself, so it was better for Mo Qingyi to act. She originally wanted to use his hand to drive Lu Jinchuan out of the entertainment industry, which would prevent him from turning around and counterattacking.

After procrastinating for so long, I jumped up in front of me all day, saying that it was time to make a break.

"You saved my life,"

Mo Qingyi changed his words: "The only thing I have that is valuable to you is the resources of "Star Soul Tribulation", but I have asked you to be the heroine a long time ago. boyfriend?"

Duan Shu: "No shortage."

Mo Qingyi asked, "Do you mind having one more?"

Duan Shu glanced at him sideways: "Mind, don't accept enchanting. You take a rest here, the effect of the medicine has completely disappeared before leaving. My brother and I leave first, and don't show up together."

He nodded and looked at her pitifully.

More than looking at her, he gently tugged at the corner of her sleeve, pulled her hand to her face, and kissed her wrist lightly, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes soft and harmless to humans and animals: "Master took me as a monster."

The ability to pretend to be cute and cute is not small!

Duan Shu was amused by him. He had never seen such a stubborn little chicken. He would fall apart when he touched it, and he would lose his strength before he wanted to counterattack. Seeing her smile, he had to take an inch, and lightly licked the tip of his pale pink tongue in her palm: "Actually, I'm just a kitten and a puppy, please, don't hate me."

For Mo Qingyi, dignity and arrogance are things that can be thrown away.

Or for him, these vulgar things can only float in his heart like a cloud, leaving no dust behind.

His eyes will only fall on people and things that interest him.

And now Mo Qingyi is most interested in Duan Shu.

Duan Shu stood up and stretched out his hand, raised his thin chin, and lowered his eyes: "Give you a chance to please me, Lu Jinchuan is your vote."

Knowing that there was a chance to please her, Mo Qingyi's eyes lit up slightly, as if he had dropped a broken star.

He pinched **** his chin, pinching out a red mark, and Duan Shu just left with his cheap brother with a confused look - Mo Qingyi is really a woman, her skin is white, and it is easy to leave marks, like tofu in landscapes of.

After Duan Shu left, the smile on Mo Qingyi's face faded.

Of course he was angry when he was drugged, but there was no need to show it in front of others.

Mo Qingyi's heartbeat accelerated as he stroked the red spot with his fingertips.