The Emperor of Quick Transmigration has crossed over again

Chapter 187 Power Generation for Idols (6)

"Here, I've opened it for you, drink it!" A nice and gentle voice sounded above Mo Li.

Mo Li was lying sideways on the sofa, she didn't see who handed it to her, she took it naturally, tilted her head and drank a few sips of water, then her brain flooded, "Bah", it's a brain circuit, It was only then that I noticed that this voice was too familiar. The original owner watched videos about her idols on his mobile phone every day, so he was very familiar with this voice.

She quickly sat up, tidied herself up, and then raised her head to greet Wang Yibo as if nothing had happened: "Hi, idol, I finally see you!"

"Pfft", Ah Hu couldn't help laughing.

Then he noticed that Yibo and the little girl were looking straight at him, and he immediately stopped smiling: "Uh, that, I just thought of something funny, you guys go on, go on!"

Wang Yibo turned his head to look at the girl in front of him. She looked sweet and eccentric, and looked at him with big talking eyes, giving him an urge to take care of her.

Hell, he has never been interested in girls, but looking at this one in front of him, he actually wants to care for her instead of hating her?

The white lolita outfit had been stained in many places, but obviously its owner didn't care about it. The long, shiny black hair was messy at this time, and a pair of small leather shoes were thrown aside.

In such a mess, he could imagine that the girl dressed herself up beautifully before going out to see their concert, but for a person she didn't know, she made such a big sacrifice for him, it was impossible for him not to be moved of.

He said softly: "Hello, I'm Wang Yibo. Thank you for doing these things for me tonight. May I know your name?"

Moli: "Hey, shouldn't you say next, in order to thank you, I will give you whatever you want in return?"

Wang Yibo chuckled lightly: "After I finish asking your name, I will give you something to thank you. What are you in a hurry for?"

The people eating melons on the side looked at it with gusto, and almost took out the melons to smash them.

Mo Li may be too tired to turn her head around, she reacted half-a-time: "Oh, yes. Hello, my name is Mo Li. I am 17 years old this year, and I am from Shanghai."

Then added another sentence, "I have liked you for three years, die-hard fan."

"Moli?" Wang Yibo sniffed, and then he also went to the side of Moli, seeing that she was wearing white socks and the soles of her feet were black, and asked her, "Why don't you wear shoes?"

This time Ahu quickly answered: "Yibo, her feet are full of grinding air bubbles. She said that she wore these shoes to rush over and ran all the way for three kilometers to meet you. Just now, she accompanied me to find those people. After walking so much Lu, my feet are fine, I'm too tired, let alone her."

"Let me take a look." Wang Yibo tilted his head to look at the soles of Moli's feet as he said, the soles of Moli's pantyhose had already been worn out, so she crossed Erlang's legs to show him.

Fortunately, I was wearing a long style, otherwise I would have been exposed.

The soles of the feet were dirty, Wang Yibo saw that Moli's little feet had many big blisters and some were broken, both feet.

He frowned tightly, how painful it was, she didn't say a word, and still had the mood to laugh with him.

There was a sudden twitch in his heart, he clutched his chest in pain, lowered his head to bear it, the heart twitched five times in a row before it stopped, he looked at Mo Li with a ruddy face and said nothing.

Seeing him covering his chest, Mo Li hurriedly asked Xiao Xiao: "Xiao Xiao, Xiao Xiao, he doesn't have a heart attack, does he?"

(End of this chapter)