Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

Ji Huaichu pursed his lips and typed a line stingly.

Yunyun received it, happy.

It says: I don't want to show it to others, I just want to show it to you.

Ji Huaichu's current expression must also be a sulking expression.

The jealousy of her fans is also to be eaten, she is not jealous yet.

Yun Fan deliberated, thought of a way that should make Ji Huaichu happy, and sent out: Then I will show off my boyfriend to your fans, right?

Ji Huaichu's eyes only focused on the three words boyfriend.

The smile on the corners of his lips gradually deepened, and a layer of obscure dark light appeared in his beautiful eyes.

Not enough, just boyfriend is not enough.

He also wants more privileges.

But in this situation, these three words are enough to please him.

Even if he knew that the other party was just to make him happy, he was still happy.

Instead of typing this time, he chose to use voice instead.

Yun looked at his voice, clicked it and listened.

The voice was short, but it lasted one second, accompanied by a slight rustle, and Ji Huaichu's hum.

It's not very special, but it seems that Ji Huaichu's mood can be felt.

Yun looked at Ji Huaichu's hand in general, and then sent the picture.

Lemon: The hand photo you want [picture]

I don’t know if her Weibo was directly set to be of special concern by some fans, or that some fans squatted directly on Weibo, wanting to see if she posted.

When Weibo really came out, there were many more comments in just a few seconds.

Ji Huaichu's fingers are distinct, white and slender. When shooting, they should be facing the light of the room, so it comes with filters and beauty effects. Just one hand is enough to make people think.

The fans are like a drop of water falling into the boiling oil pan, all boiling.

In the past few years, they didn't know anything about male gods except for voices, and now it's no regrets that they can see their hands from others.

This further strengthened their determination to become a fan.

Follow Miss Sister to eat meat!

However, I am so envious of my little sister. If you want a photo of the male god, I will take it.

After reading the comments, Yun wanted to share his joy with Ji Huaichu.

Feeling that typing is too troublesome, I just made a QQ call.

Ji Huai was a little happy at first, but when she answered, she felt something was wrong. She probably didn't want to chat with herself. Most of it was because of the photo just now, that is, for the fans.

The joy diminished slightly, and sure enough, as soon as she picked it up, she heard excitedly saying on the other end: "They are all complimenting your good-looking hands."

Ji Huaichu: "Yeah."

Yun Fanfan said: "It seems that they really like you."

Ji Huaichu: "Yeah."

The main thing is whether she likes it or not.

Hearing that she was going to continue to say, Ji Huaichu quickly interrupted her: "What about you? Do you like it?"

Yun said naturally: "I like it, as long as it is you, I like it."

This sentence is enough.

Ji Huaichu got up suddenly, walking lightly to open the door.

Yun Fanfan was chatting with Ji Huaichu, and while chatting, she felt that Ji Huaichu's breathing became heavier and heavier, as if she was doing something, but she couldn't hear anything.

Questioning him: "What are you doing?"

There was no voice in Ji Huaichu.

Yun Fanfan instantly replenishes 10,000 scenes. For example, Ji Huai was suddenly uncomfortable while chatting, and now he fainted.