Guan Yiwei sent another message: He is single forever, he has been single since birth, it is impossible for him to have a girlfriend.

Lu Wanwan was shocked: Single forever?

Han Jingmo is good-looking and has a good figure, how can he be single forever.

At this time, Guan Yiwei did not spare any effort to make up a rumor: Really, I strongly suspect that he is a man and likes men.

Lu Wanwan blurted out, "Fuck!" In addition to female rivals, there are really male rivals!

No wonder he stared at Huo Xingyun with that look in the morning. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong...

Lu Wanwan wiped his face. Why is it so difficult to have a relationship?

Fortunately, Han Jingmo doesn't have a girlfriend, so she can pursue him boldly and feel happy.

After taking a shower, Lu Wanwan opened the bathroom door, hid behind the door, and leaned out to whisper, "Beautiful Han, help me."

Han Jingmo turned his head and looked at her, his heart trembling. Her fair cheeks were naturally flushed under the steam, and her dark pupils were sparkling, looking at her beggingly. Han

Jingmo's mouth was dry for a while, and he asked mechanically, "What did you call me?"

Lu Wanwan coughed lightly, "Please use your precious hands to help me get my pajamas, okay?"

Han Jingmo lowered his eyes, suppressed the surging desire in his eyes, stood up and took the pajamas over, breathing a little lighter, for fear of leaking a little.

Lu Wanwan got dressed and came out. She saw that they had finished the dungeon. The Ninth Prince and Yisi Bugua were chatting in the team channel.

In the line that was about to roll over, Lu Wanwan saw the two words "葳腳" sharply. She felt panic inexplicably. She pressed the mouse and slid it up. She saw the Ninth Prince said to her, "Brother Xuhe is usually very rough. He 葳腳, tells dirty jokes, and plays games at the same time."

Lu Wanwan: "..."

"I don't 葳腳, and I don't tell dirty jokes." Lu Wanwan tried her best to save her image.

Han Jingmo stared at the computer screen without saying anything.

"Really." Lu Wanwan wanted to crawl over along the network cable and pin the Ninth Prince to the ground and beat him up. Her image in front of the male god was completely ruined.

Han Jingmo finally spoke, but only hummed.

Lu Wanwan: "..." Why does he still seem to not believe it?

Blowing his hair half dry with a hair dryer, Lu Wanwan wondered why he hadn't left yet. It was already past ten o'clock. Although it was not time to go to bed, it was not too early.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Wanwan asked.

Han Jingmo pointed.

Lu Wanwan looked over and the chat messages of the Ninth Prince appeared in front of him.

[Private Chat] The Ninth Prince: Brother Xu He, I just saw two people making fun of your idol. Their IDs are Magic Fairy Castle Balala and Little Bear Yin.

[Private Chat] The Ninth Prince: Waiting for you to crush them!

Han Jingmo looked up at her: "Tao Yichen?"

Lu Wanwan said in an embarrassed tone: "No."

Han Jingmo frowned: "Gu Qiaobei?"

"No."

"Wei Qiuyang?"

"No."

"..." Han Jingmo was unhappy and said in a cold tone: "Who else?"

"You." Lu Wanwan's tone was soft and her eyes were clear and bright. She looked at him with a face that wanted to be praised.

Han Jingmo was stunned for a moment, a little bit unbelievable: "Me?"

"You are also my idol." Lu Wanwan pinched her fingers nervously. Does this count as chasing someone?

Han Jingmo was still surprised. In her eyes, he always ranked behind others. It seemed that he was the person she hated the most. She liked many stars in the entertainment industry, but she didn't like him.

So when he saw the Ninth Prince's words, he naturally listed her idols one by one according to her ranking, but in the end he was told that it was him.

This sudden surprise and joy made him stunned, and even for a moment he thought he had heard it wrong.

"Are you surprised?" Lu Wanwan felt curious.

"A little bit." Han Jingmo answered truthfully.

"Actually, I was your fan before." Lu Wanwan shyly dodged his eyes for a moment, and then looked at him bravely: "I stopped being a fan after that splash, but later I liked you again." "

That's it." Han Jingmo lowered his eyes, the expected answer, slightly disappointed, but it was much better than continuing to stop being a fan.

"I probably won't stop being a fan in the future." Lu Wanwan took the opportunity to show his loyalty.

"Should?"

"No way, we have to consider the reality." Lu Wanwan was also worried: "When you are old and ugly, and your beauty fades..." She couldn't say the rest because Han Jingmo's eyes were getting colder and colder.

"When that time comes, you will chase your young and handsome boy." Han Jingmo said, and got up and walked out.

"No, no, by then I will be old too, and I can't chase him." Lu Wanwan secretly took note that Han Meiren likes to hear good words, so she can't say anything nonsense, even the truth.

But the fact is, everyone will get old.

Han Jingmo reminded before leaving: "Just be dark, don't pay attention to them."

"Yes."

"It's late, go to bed."

"You too, good night." Lu Wanwan waved enthusiastically, but Han Meiren didn't respond, just looked at her and closed the door and left.

Lu Wanwan is not depressed, I just like your cool and charming look.

Returning to the computer, he replied to the Ninth Prince.

[Private chat] Xu He: Got it.

[Private chat] Xu He: By the way, is Chu Qianlan feeling better from her illness?

[Private chat] Ninth Prince: I don’t know. I haven’t seen her online in the past few days. Ask her when you see me.

[Private chat] Xu He: Maybe she is recovering from surgery and it is not convenient for her to play games.

[Private chat] Ninth Prince: I think so. I hope she is fine.

[Private chat] Xu He: She will be fine, don’t worry.

Turning off the computer and lying on the bed, Lu Wanwan felt a little melancholy. How should one pursue someone? Are the plots in the romance novels that I read before applicable?

The next day at breakfast, Lu Wanwan noticed that Han Jingmo didn't look very well, so she asked with concern, "Didn't you get enough rest?"

"Hmm." Han Jingmo's brows wrinkled slightly, and even he himself felt strange.

The night before yesterday, he just consciously held her in his arms to sleep all night. As a result, when he returned to the room last night and slept alone, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. He always felt that something was missing.

He had slept in the same bed with her twice before, and this situation had never happened. It was probably because he really indulged his consciousness the night before yesterday.

It also caused the possessiveness in his heart to become stronger and stronger.

Han Jingmo looked at her deeply, with a hint of... grievance in his eyes.

Lu Wanwan was stunned: "You, what are you aggrieved about?"

"No." He answered dully.

Lu Wanwan: "..." She saw it clearly in that glance just now.

Silence for a moment.

Lu Wanwan's imagination was full of ideas, and she couldn't help but conspiratorially say, "Did someone bully you? Who?"

"You." Han Jingmo answered in a fake but sincere way.

Lu Wanwan immediately waved her hands, "No way, I can't bully you."

"Are you so confident?"

"Of course."

"Eat your meal." Han Jingmo pushed the porridge in front of her.

"Oh." Lu Wanwan ate for a while, and saw him carefully pick out the mushrooms and carrots from the mixed vegetable and lean meat porridge, slammed the table, and said sternly, "No picky eating."

Han Jingmo: "..."