Chapter 1197： Everyone is responsible for caring for the mentally handicapped

An Ruixin looked at standing in front of Wei Qingze with bright eyes, and the expression on her face seemed to be exactly the same as that of her little fans who occasionally appeared at the airport to pick up the plane. She couldn't help but want to reach out and help her forehead. .

secretly said in his heart: Brother, you are also a double actor at any rate, can you manage your idol baggage? You are such an idiot, do your fans know that!

Facts have proved that it is completely irrational for a fan to encounter an idol.

No matter how beautiful Mo Rufeng is outside, no matter how domineering he is, he will turn into a soft finger in front of his idol.

After all, it was an old man who had experienced strong winds and waves. After experiencing the initial surprise, Wei Qing quickly recovered and smiled gently at Mo Rufeng: "Hello, I am Wei Qingze, I am very happy to meet you, Mr. Mo. ."

Mo Rufeng was almost blinded by Wei Qingze's smile, and said with sincere emotion: "As expected to be my male god, he is so handsome when he smiles! Male gods don't call me Mr. Mo, if it sounds weird, just call me Xiao Mo. That's it, how kind."

"Puff..." An Ruixin, who ran to the side to drink water in silence, almost didn't choke upon Mo Rufeng's words.

Handsome? An Ruixin glanced at Wei Qingze's black face that was almost like him.

The blasting scene just now was completed by her and Wei Qingze, and their faces are almost as dark at the moment.

Mo Rufeng just couldn't recognize his old acquaintance, how did he come to the conclusion that he was "handsome" from Wei Qingze's black face?

Still Xiao Mo, brother, are you selling cute? It's shameful to pretend to be tender when you are old!

Wei Qing was also obviously shocked by Mo Rufeng’s enthusiasm. He coughed slightly, and smiled lightly: "Little... Xiao Mo, don't call me a male god. I'm older than you, if you are If you don't mind, you can call me Brother Wei."

Wei Qing did not speak, but Mo Rufeng interrupted him excitedly: "I don't mind, of course I don't mind. That, Brother Wei, can you leave me an autograph?"

Wei Qing was taken aback: "Signature? Not before..."

"I took that signature home to confess it. It's rare to have face-to-face contact with Wei Ge this time. I feel a bit regretful not to get another signature. Wei Ge shouldn't mind signing me again, right?"

"...Well, where do you want me to sign?"

Mo Rufeng agreed upon hearing Wei Qing's eyes, his eyes lighted up, and he tugged at the pink windbreaker he was wearing, and said with a look of expectation: "Just sign my clothes, left chest."

Wei Qing slid down and aimed at this windbreaker full of girl's heart. There was a faint rejection between his brows: "..." That, can I refuse?

The answer is obviously no. In the face of such a veteran fan, a senior like Wei Qing can only surrender.

Seriously signed his name on Mo Rufeng’s trench coat, and then took a photo with Mo Rufeng’s eager request. Wei Qing was finally 100% sure at this time. This is currently the most popular in the entertainment industry. The two double actor is really his own veteran fan, genuine and childish.

An Ruixin, who watched the whole star chasing process, and finally returned after buying things, stood silently by Xia Zhi, who watched her stupid man. After watching this farce, she unconsciously glanced at each other, in the eyes of the other party. Tacitly saw the eyes of caring for the mentally retarded.