Three days later, Cheng Xiaobai was here to attend a live broadcast, and the organizer even invited Mu Xinglan to make things happen.
So the result is that Bailan CP fans are celebrating the new year again, the live broadcast has not yet started, and the sky is filled with festive lights and festivities.
Cheng Xiaobai didn't even dare to read the news on Weibo.
He quietly sent Mu Xinglan a WeChat message, "Why don't you find a reason not to come today?"
Mu Xinglan had already arrived at the live broadcast room. When he saw his message, he frowned slightly and replied, "You don't want to live broadcast with me?"
Cheng Xiaobai: "Of course I want to. But now the enthusiasm of CP fans is too high, I'm afraid I won't be able to satisfy them."
Mu Xinglan: "Why should we satisfy them? We're not doing activities for the brand?"
Cheng Xiaobai froze for a moment, reflected on this sentence, thought about it seriously, nodded and said, "It seems to be the truth, why does he care so much?"
And it's not that he has fallen in love with Mu Xinglan, why didn't he dare to distribute dog food on the spot.
His liking is real, and he didn't lie to fans, why is he guilty!
Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaobai felt that he shouldn't be vain, so he sent a message to Mu Xinglan: "Okay, then wait for me obediently, I will be there soon, and I will pamper you seriously."
Mu Xinglan: "Are you sure you favor me?"
Instead of pampering him?
Thinking of this, Mu Xinglan's face suddenly darkened, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Why would he think of pampering Cheng Xiaobai?
There must be something wrong with him, he must have been misled by CP fans.
After realizing this, Mu Xinglan coughed lightly, and quickly went to the dressing room to touch up her makeup.
When Cheng Xiaobai came over, Mu Xinglan had already interacted with the fans for a while.
When he came up, he first put down the small bag in his hand, came behind Mu Xinglan very familiarly, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, whispered intimately in his ear, and said in a low voice, "Baby, I'm here."
Mu Xinglan froze, staring blankly at the camera.
What did he hear?
Because Cheng Xiaobai's voice was very low, the microphone did not capture what he said.
The fans in the live broadcast room could only see his mouth moving and the change in Mu Xinglan's face, but they didn't know anything else.
So the fans are going crazy, constantly brushing the barrage.
"Ahhh, we need to know, we must know, what exactly did you say!"
"God, I feel like they're talking behind our backs. It seems like time has gone backwards. I really want to be their hair and listen to them."
"I think it should be saying that I love you or something, otherwise why is Mu Xinglan blushing?"
"Ah, I want them to kiss."
...
Cheng Xiaobai looked at the fans swiping the screen, curled his lips, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Want to see us kiss? It's impossible. Of course, we do this kind of private thing secretly, and we can't let you see it."
Mu Xinglan frowned slightly, and looked at Cheng Xiaobai with a complicated expression.
He always felt that Cheng Xiaobai was abnormal these days.
It's so easy to tell him that he likes him, and kiss him.
Isn't it clear that this is actually ignition?
Mu Xinglan patted the back of Cheng Xiaobai's hand lightly, and said in a low voice, "Don't make trouble."
Hearing the sound, Cheng Xiaobai let go of his shoulders, walked around in front of him, looked at the bullet screen area with his face in his hands, and sighed softly, "Look, my family Xinglan said stop making trouble, what should we do now?"
Barrage area:
"Of course it is, what else can I do?"
"Don't ask, to ask is to kiss him, to admire him."
"Cheng Xiaobai, what are you doing in a daze, come on!"