Chu Yibai didn’t find any problem with Yun Qiluo’s way of gobbling down food.
He even thought she looked unbelievably cute like this!
Thinking of sothing, he asked with a touch of nervousness and unease, "Luo Luo, I’ve been wanting to hang out with you these past few days, but the crew has been so busy I couldn’t slip away. You’re not mad at , are you?"
"No worries, no worries."
Yun Qiluo mumbled in response.
Eating the soft, sweet, and creamy cake.
She decided that from today onwards, Chu Yibai would be her lifelong good friend!
Hearing this, Chu Yibai finally breathed a big sigh of relief: "That’s good, that’s good."
His eyes were shining, and the already handso man looked even more attractive under the mottled light of a winter afternoon.
Chu Yibai was born to be a star, practically a walking poster, looking so good that any random shot could be turned into wallpaper.
Luckily, this place was secluded, with no students passing by, otherwise Song Shijia thought the scene might have been a bit frightening.
She swallowed and took another careful look at Chu Yibai.
"..." Why does this guy look like a celebrity’s fanboy???
Those eyes were practically glued to their Luo Luo.
That look of admiration, that face full of undisguisable adoration, if it weren’t for his good-looking face making people overlook everything, Song Shijia would have thought he was a creep from sowhere.
She rembered that this star Chu Yibai was always known for his cool aloofness, right??
The cold and abstinent young noble, the one who keeps strangers at a three-ter distance, rumored to have an aura of two ters and eight.
Seeing in reality...
Sure enough, things like personas are just for looking at, can’t be taken seriously.
Song Shijia, after her initial shock, snapped back to her senses, left with nothing but utter bewildernt.
Even more exaggerated, after serving Yun Qiluo through her al, Chu Yibai put on his mask, pulled out his phone, and wanted her to play a few gas with him.
From the skilled and natural way he launched the ga, it was obviously not his first ti.
Taking this opportunity, she couldn’t help but poke the belly of Yun Qiluo, who had just eaten to her fill and was sitting next to her, and quietly asked, "Is he really your fan?"
"Uh-huh."
"Which kind?"
Yun Qiluo scratched her head and whispered, "I still don’t know who he is."
Song Shijia thought of Chu Yibai’s fervent look just now and felt that if he were really a fan, he would definitely be a super fan.
Moreover, celebrities aren’t short on money, especially not at Chu Yibai’s level, where he could earn millions from a half-hour ad.
She always felt he should be on Luo Luo’s wealthy supporters list...
Thinking of the wealthy supporter list, the first thing that ca to mind was "Little White wants to be a king", and coincidentally, Chu Yibai’s fans also called him Little White...
No, couldn’t be, could it???
Little White wants to be a king playing gas is famously bad, the kind you’d hate to look at.
Song Shijia again glanced at Chu Yibai’s cool side profile, full of aura, and he didn’t seem like such a fool. Just as his fans said, if he played gas, he had to be a king.
Just as she was thinking this, Chu Yibai’s ga had already loaded.
He even asked Song Shijia, "Room manager, you want to join?"
Being invited to play gas by a big star was a once-in-a-lifeti experience for Song Shijia. After thinking about it, she nodded.
"Alright!"
Yun Qiluo also logged in and asked, "How should I add you?"
Chu Yibai’s back went stiff, only realizing then that he had already added her in the ga. She would definitely know he was Little White!!
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