"Jiang Yang! Don't tear down my house again!"
Startled by his own artist's earth-shattering wolf howl, Xu Fan, who was studying the schedule outside, pushed the door open and looked at the mess next to the treadmill. He rolled his eyes speechlessly and said, "Little fresh meat Jiang, were you a husky in your previous life?"
However, the person being yelled at was still immersed in the excitement of being praised by his idol, and didn't even give the other person a glance.
"Ning Ran!" Pointing at the variety show that had already jumped into the next topic, the brown-haired young man repeated excitedly, "Brother Xu, my idol said I'm cute!"
Bending down to pick up the scattered scripts, Xu Fan couldn't help but pour cold water on the other party: "It's just commercial flattery, don't take it too seriously."
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