I Thought We Were Destined Chapter 29

Blaine Xia was taking out a pile of new towels from the cupboard and paused when he heard this.

The pictures seen by his undercover fan group were so ugly that Blaine Xia thought they were only late at night. He never expected that those people would dare to directly send private messages to Everett Cao himself, showing off their emotions at all times, regardless of the occasion. .

It’s trivial to call them Nao Nao Sao or sh!t. The organ names flying around make people’s eyes hurt. Dirty talk in bed is fun, but receiving such private messages from strangers will only make people doubt what they are saying. Love is nothing more than treating "Mumbling" as a venting tool made of a ball of flesh.

"Every day, every hour, every minute, I receive this kind of stuff in my private mailbox," Everett Cao said calmly, "Of course, when I chose to be this kind of blogger, I imagined the current situation."

In front of others, these Alphas may appear to be well-dressed elites, loving fathers who care about their families, and refreshing young men from their neighbors. However, with the cover of the Internet, their bad qualities are exposed.