Chapter 162.1 (1/2)

Liang Xiaoyu squats on the balcony and peeks, until he sees Xin Zezhao go out.

This person always likes to tease himself from time to time. If he is targeted, his leisure time in this afternoon will be gone. Liang Xiaoyu lies back on the bed and doesn't know what to do.

Sleep? It's a little wasteful.

Go out and play? It's working time. Where can I find someone to go with her.

Liang Xiaoyu can't find anything to do, so she can only play with her computer in her soft big bed. After brushing the microblog for a while, there was still no progress in the event of the press conference. The fans were fighting lip battles, and the official did not speak out. The heat was also suppressed by other events.

After a while, Liang Xiaoyu felt bored again and didn't have any mind to surf the Internet. After thinking about it, I'd better go out for a walk. She put on a simple cowboy T-shirt and went out happily, thinking that she would come back before Xin Zezhao got off work anyway.

It's no fun to go shopping alone. Before going out, Liang Xiaoyu looks for a movie that has been praised recently, buys popcorn and coke, and looks at it happily. In the dim space, you can easily hear the voice of a couple's mouth, which is very harsh. Liang Xiaoyu thought, sure enough, boys and girls to see the film, but they like this can be unscrupulous space. I'm glad that Xin Zezhao doesn't have this interest in watching movies. The movie is not as exciting as everyone said, but it's not bad.

After the end of the film, there is still an hour left for Xin Zezhao to get off work. Liang Xiaoyu looks at the navigation and thinks it's better to go to the nearby supermarket to buy some snacks, so he walks slowly alone.

”Ah, Fu Shaojin, I like you so much.” It's a man's voice that can't be ignored.

What? Fu Shaojin? My idol is around here? No, it's all empty here. Where can we hold activities. Maybe I heard it wrong.

Go on, humming.

”Fu Shaojin, you are the best.” It's getting louder and louder. It's hysterical.

It's strange how the sound is still there, and it's a different sound. Does Fu Shaojin hold any activities nearby?

As Liang Xiaoyu walks, he opens his microblog to watch the news.