Quickly wear the sinister villain, let go of my tail

Song Guo went on a shopping spree in the supermarket and bought a bunch of things he thought he would use.

In the end, they bought so many things that Song Guo and Song Tao had no way of carrying them back, so they had to ask the supermarket staff to deliver the goods to their door.

Song Guo scratched his head in embarrassment. He didn't pay attention for a moment and bought too much without realizing it.

Song Tao was helpless about this. She was used to the fact that her younger brother would become irrational whenever he met his idol.

Y: [Guoguo, have you returned home? What do you like to eat? I'll make a note so I don't make anything you don't like. ]

Guoguo is a little squirrel: [Just got home. I know Siyuan likes to eat soup dumplings and wontons, so these two are fine. ]

Song Guo typed out his reply carefully.

Ding Siyuan on the other side laughed. Was this guy trying to make him die of sweetness? He felt like he was soaking in a honey pot.

Y: [Silly, what I want to ask is what you like, you don’t have to accommodate me. ]

Song Guo blinked his big eyes. Guo Guo is a little squirrel: [I like to eat egg noodles, fried dough sticks, sweet soybean milk, and corn! (●v?v●)]

Y: [Okay, I’ll remember that.] The little fans seem to be easy to take care of and are not very picky about food.

But why can't I gain weight? My little fan is too thin, I need to take care of him more.

Y: [Guoguo, are you tired of being my assistant today? ]

Guoguo is a little squirrel: [Not tired, not tired! Being with Brother Siyuan, I don’t feel tired at allヾ(≧▽≦*)o~]

Y: [……]

Song Guo smiled as he looked at the screen of his mobile phone. His heart was as sweet as honey. They had only been apart for a short time, but he had already started to miss his lover Ding Siyuan.

Song Guo's typing speed gradually slowed down. He was used to sleeping in his lover's arms, and he was actually a little uncomfortable being alone.

Song Guo looked at the night sky outside the window and sighed, "It feels like it will take a long time before I can see Yuan again!"

As if they had telepathic connection, the black screen of the phone in Song Guo's hand lit up at this moment. It was a video chat message from his lover.

Song Guo was about to click the connect button but suddenly stopped and looked around his room. His delicate little face was full of confusion. Song Guo bit his lower lip and shook his head. No, he couldn't connect. He didn't want to fail socially.

Why didn’t Song Guo dare to answer the call?

The question is, the original owner's fanaticism for his idol Ding Siyuan has reached the point of madness, and every item in the room is related to Ding Siyuan.

The walls were covered with posters and photos of Ding Siyuan, the drinking cups had a large portrait of Ding Siyuan printed on them, and the carpet had a picture of Ding Siyuan singing with a microphone printed on it...

The most outrageous thing is that the original owner actually customized a pillow according to the proportions of Ding Siyuan's body. Every night he would hug the pillow and fall asleep listening to the songs of his idol Ding Siyuan.

This level of fanaticism is such that anyone who sees it would call him a pervert.

Thinking of this, Song Guo bit his lip tightly and shook his head, his finger hovering over the connect button without dropping it. No, if he answered the call, wouldn't he be exposing the fact that he was a pervert? !

Even death cannot connect.

The video call was hung up, and Song Guo finally felt relieved.

However, at this moment, the phone rang again, as if mocking his cowardice. Song Guo widened his eyes and held the quilt tightly with both hands, as if it was his only lifeline. He really hoped that there was a hole in the ground for him to crawl into, so that he could avoid facing the embarrassing situation in front of him.

The video call was hung up again. Three times the limit, Song Guo thought: If A Yuan calls again, he will definitely answer it.

The video call rang for the third time. Song Guo, Song Guo's head exploded.

Holding the phone in his hand, he was in tears. What should he do now?

I definitely can't stay in the room. If I go out, my sister will definitely hear me. Then I will inevitably be interrogated, and it might even tarnish the image of my lover in my sister's heart.

After thinking it over, Song Guo drew the curtains, closed the windows on the balcony, and made sure the room was completely shielded before answering the video call.

The lover on the other side of the video looked like he had just come out of the shower. He was wearing a silk nightgown with a slightly open neckline, exposing his slender neck and perfect collarbone to Song Guo's sight.

Song Guo has a cute face, and A Yuan is so, so sexy!

Ding Siyuan: Get the beauty out of the bath! The plan worked, he is really a little genius! The little fans must be very excited now!

Song Guo never took his eyes off his lover. His fingers unconsciously plucked the roses on the flower disk, and his face was as red as a snake apple.

"Why didn't you answer the phone just now? Sorry, I was just worried that something might happen to you." Ding Siyuan looked at Song Guo with his deep eyes. The tenderness in his eyes was like a clear spring, which made Song Guo a little overwhelmed.

"No, it's okay." Song Guo turned his eyes away guiltily and looked towards the room. "I just felt a little uncomfortable."

"If you encounter any difficulties, feel free to come to me. I am happy to help my little fans solve the problem. After all, I don't want to make the little fans who have liked me for so long sad."

The three words "little fan" were spoken by her lover with a hint of tenderness and ambiguity, as if blowing gently into Song Guo's ear.

Song Guo's ears were stained with a layer of rouge. He seriously suspected that his lover was setting up a trap to seduce him and make him fall in love with him and unable to extricate himself.

"It's not a difficult matter. If I really encounter something that cannot be solved, I will definitely not be polite to Brother Siyuan." Song Guo leaned on the balcony and yawned lazily. This also made Song Guo perfectly miss the gloom that flashed across Ding Siyuan's face after he saw the spray bottle on the balcony.

Ding Siyuan looked at the pink spray bottle and carefully examined it. He found that there seemed to be a person's head printed on it. He looked closely and was stunned - the head was actually his own! Moreover, there was a line of words next to the head: "I love you".

Does this mean that Guoguo's love for him is not just limited to the love of fans for their idols, but also includes the love that little fans have for him that they cannot express? !

The little fan wanted to express himself, but was too shy to do so, so he adopted this method to convey his love? No wonder, the little fan didn't answer the first two video calls, it turned out that he was planning this silent confession.

Ding Siyuan felt an inexplicable excitement rising in his heart. He covered his chest tightly with his hands. His heart was beating irregularly under his palms.

If one day he could hear his little fan say these three words to him in person, he would be willing to do it even if he had to go through fire and water.

Because he was probably obsessed, his left atrium was filled with the little fan, his right atrium was also filled with the little fan, his whole heart was completely occupied by this cute little fan in front of him.

Ding Siyuan couldn't contain his excitement and hurriedly found an excuse to hang up the video. He was afraid that he would offend his little fan in his impulse.

Song Guo breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, nothing was exposed.