The national school idol is a girl

The traffic outside the window is changing, and so is the temperature.

Since losing on the eve of the semi-finals, Bo Jiu has not shown up, which makes Feng Shang, the wealthy player who dominates Zone C, very worried.

He simply ran out secretly while Feng Yi wasn't paying attention.

The destination is the Fu family villa.

Classmate Feng Shang was ready to sacrifice himself to comfort his idol.

Unexpectedly, instead of feeling uncomfortable, the idol was sitting on the floor beating the bully.

Super Mario, I believe everyone has played it.

The idol played very seriously, with a hot water bottle in his arms and a cup of brown sugar water at hand.

Classmate Feng Shang glanced at the glass of water: "What is this?"

"I knew you were coming, so I cooked something for you to drink. It's cold outside, so let's drink it to warm up." The boy put the game handle away, and the evil smile on his lips was very leisurely.

Classmate Feng Shang was very moved, holding the cup of brown sugar water with both hands: "Idol, you, how do you know that my favorite drink is sugar water?"

Bo Jiu raised her eyes and glanced at the ceiling, thinking that she had really overestimated her Feng Baobao's IQ before: "Drink, there is still one in the kitchen." Yeah! "Feng Shang nodded vigorously, his eyes particularly bright.

Bo Jiu seemed to have thought of something. He leaned forward, placed his left hand behind Feng Shang's back, and pulled his handsome face closer.

All of a sudden, classmate Feng Shang's face turned red: "Idol, you, you..."

"You're not a crook, are you? You don't have a crush on me, do you?" Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows.

Feng Shang's eyes widened: "How, how is that possible! I, I like girls!"

"Oh." Bo Jiu also knew what he was thinking. After asking, he took back his hand.

What is it called?

Feng Shang stammered in his explanation: "I, I worship idols, yes, but I, I am straight! Extremely straight!"

Bo Jiu looked at Feng Baobao's delicate and crimson face and muttered to himself: "You are so weak, even the great gods have taken a fancy to her." Why did he fall in love with her?

"Idol, what are you talking about?" Feng Shang wanted to listen carefully.

Bo Jiu touched the child's head, then leaned over, and his voice fell in Feng Shang's ear: "If I do this, do you want to kiss me?"

Feng Shang looked at the handsome face so close at hand, so handsome that his heart skipped a beat.

But these are not the point.

The key is that he is attracted by his idol, and he is not a crook.

How to solve this problem? Wait online!

"Do you want to?" Bo Jiu lowered his voice a little lower.

Feng Shang couldn't bear it anymore and pushed the person away. The person panicked: "No, I don't want to!"

After the push, Feng Shang regretted it. Did he break his idol's heart?

Feng Shang glanced at the people on the ground.

The idol seemed to be talking to himself again.

You could vaguely hear the voice that was neither high nor low: "Baobao Feng doesn't react to people who are so easily bent, so it's not my problem. He should have been bent from the beginning..."

Was it curved from the beginning?

who?

Classmate Feng Shang was full of questions.

Why is Feng Baobao so easy to bend? ?

He's very straight, isn't he?

Fortunately, after this period of time, the idol finally returned to normal, sitting so lazily on the wooden floor, exuding nobility.

Classmate Feng Shang sighed. He could finally drink his brown sugar water with peace of mind.

However, what happened to the idol today?

Could it be that he was stimulated by losing a game?