National Male God's Favorite: Kiss Goodbye, Sweetheart

Chapter 32 He Jiushen Fried CP
Bei Xingchen walked to the computer and took out the letter paper that he had just hidden from his pocket. The little girl's thoughts were written on that letter paper.

Something she never told anyone about.

When Bei Xingchen read this "love letter" for the tenth time, a voice message popped up on his account.

The voice message sent by the unnamed tourist to Qing Jiu.

Bei Xingchen put the letter aside, clicked on the voice, and heard the familiar warm voice.

She said, long time no see.

Bei Xingchen lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the letter paper at hand.

The little girl read this so-called love letter with a voice that seemed to have been kissed by God.

It seems that after Liang Nuan Nuan said the last sentence "Three lives are lucky, I have you." Bei Xingchen suddenly understood that this love letter of hers was not addressed to anyone.

It's her own little universe.

That small universe that belongs to the music world.

She loves the small universe of sound.

The first time she collaborated with herself was a song "Slightly Warm Light" that he wrote specially for her. More than a year ago, she ran away after recording. After the song was released, she disappeared without a trace. Logout own account.

It seems to be an elf-like existence, quietly hanging his own small lantern on the treetop branch of the small village at night, and running away quietly, afraid of being discovered.

Then I hid in the dark and watched the happy reactions of the children who got the little lanterns.

"Three lives are lucky, I have you." is the last line of dialogue in "Slightly Warm Light".

Bei Xingchen got up and pulled out a partition on the wall, revealing a well-decorated time recording wall. Bei Xingchen picked up a pin next to him and nailed the letter paper in his hand to the wall.

With a "swipe" sound, the partition was pushed back, and the wall was once again clean and tidy.

The team here has exploded, and a group of music idols and god-level figures frantically swiped the screen.

Storm wind: "Captain, captain, what do you think of this picture I drew? Make an official avatar for Jun Nuan?"

Then a picture is loaded.

In the picture, half of the boy's face is gentle and gentle like a blooming gardenia,

Qi Xian: "Little lunatic, you are really a painter of souls."

Storm Feng: "Brother Xian, how do you talk?! I'm a professional."

Qixian: "But the picture you drew is clearly the captain's CP portrait! You're still a boy?! Isn't Nuan Nuan a girl?"

Yi'an: "Whoever made the captain's avatar is also drawn by him. It must be drawn by one person."

Storm style: "emmmm... I've actually become obsessed with this style of painting recently..."

Nanzhi: "You guys are asking the captain to fire CP in advance. Although there is only one girl in the team, it can't be such a disaster..."

Yi'an: "Jun Nuan is a newcomer, so if he just comes in and fires up the CP with the captain, will it be a scam?"

Qixian: "That must be black! Damn!!! Last time I sang with the captain, I was fired from the CP, and I didn't dare to say anything for a month because I was black!!! Nima, I can be black even as a man!!! [Emoji package: You will bully me cute]”

Storm Feng: "Who made your voice so... full of anger. You can't stand the captain's attacking voice."

Qixian: "Let you run 39 meters first, then silently draw out the 40-meter sword."

In an instant, Storm's profile picture turned gray.

Nanzhi: "??? Xiaofeng slipped so fast?"

Qixian: "Silently withdraw the 40-meter broadsword."

Bei Xingchen looked at the screen, his eyes fell on the portrait drawn by Xiaofeng, and he sent it directly: "That's all."

(End of this chapter)