Chapter 1197

An Ruixin looks at Wei Qingze with bright eyes. Her face looks even more like the little fans who occasionally appear at the airport. She can't help but want to help her forehead.

He said in his heart: elder martial brother, you are also a double movie king. Can you manage your idol burden? You are such a fool, do your fans know!

But it turns out that brain fans have no reason to meet idols.

No matter how beautiful Mo Rufeng is outside, no matter how domineering he is, in front of his idol, he turns into a soft finger.

In the end, Wei Qing is an old man who has experienced great storms. After experiencing the initial surprise, he quickly returns to his senses and smiles gently at Mo Rufeng: "Hello, I'm Wei Qingze. Nice to meet you, Mr. mo."

Mo Rufeng was almost blinded by Wei Qing's smile. He said with emotion: "it's my male god. It's so handsome to laugh! Male god, don't call me Mr. mo. it's strange to hear that. Just call me Xiao mo. it's so kind. "

"Poof..." quietly ran to the edge to drink water of an Ruixin heard Mo Rufeng this words almost didn't choke.

Handsome? An Ruixin glanced at Wei Qing's black face without any trace.

She and Wei Qing finished the explosion scene together, and their faces are as black as they are now.

Mo Rufeng just couldn't recognize his old acquaintance. How did he get the conclusion of "handsome" from Wei Qingze's black face?

Still small Mo, elder martial brother, are you selling cute? It's a shame to pretend to be young when you are old!

Wei Qing was also obviously frightened by Mo Rufeng's enthusiasm. He coughed a little and said with a smile: "Xiao... Xiao Mo, don't call me a male god. I'm older than you. If you don't mind, you can call me brother Wei

Wei Qing's voice did not fall, Mo Rufeng had excitedly interrupted him: "do not mind, of course do not mind. Well, brother Wei, can you leave me a signature? "

Wei Qing was stunned: "signature? Not before... "

"I took that signature home and gave it up. It's rare to have face-to-face contact with brother Wei this time. I always feel a little sorry if I don't take another signature. Brother Wei, would you mind signing me again? "

"... well, where do you want me to sign?"

Mo Rufeng a listen to Wei Qing promise, eyes slightly bright, pulled pull the body Sao Bag Pink windbreaker, full face expect way: "sign my clothes on it, left chest."

Wei Qing's eyes glided down, aiming at this windbreaker full of maiden's heart. There was a faint repulsion between her eyebrows: "can I refuse that?

The answer is obviously no, in the face of such a senior brain entangled powder, Rao Shi Wei Qing is such an old master, only to surrender.

After seriously signing his name on Mo Rufeng's windbreaker, he took a picture with him at Mo Rufeng's earnest request. Wei Qing was 100% sure at this time that he was really a senior fan of his own.

An Ruixin, who has watched the whole process of star chasing, and Xia Zhi, who finally came back from shopping and silently stood on the side to see her man's stupidity, unconsciously glanced at each other after watching the farce, and tacitly saw the eyes of caring for the mentally retarded in each other's eyes.