2284 Youre not jealous are you?(4)

What do you mean? Isnt that good?

Song s.h.i.+jun walked over and pointed at the love letters and gifts on the table.

&Quot; tsk, tsk. So many love letters and so many gifts. Why dont you enjoy the feeling of being a G.o.ddess and an idol?

However, han qiqing didnt think it was good. Instead, she felt very uncomfortable.

Just because of a video? They like me?

She expressed that she didnt understand what these people were thinking.

Moreover, this kind of love was not real at all. It was all an illusion.

However, mu Xiaoxiao didnt think so. &Quot; they like you because they think youre kind. What they like about you is your inner self. This video is just a medium for them to get to know you. I dont think theres anything wrong with it. &Quot;

Han qiqing shook her head. &Quot; I dont want to be an internet celebrity! &Quot;

Song s.h.i.+jun laughed and said, no one wants you to be an internet celebrity. Dont worry, theyre just temporarily blind. Theyll be fine after a while. &Quot;

Han qiqing picked up a pillow and hit him.

Song s.h.i.+jun dodged and fell into a single-seater sofa at the side.

He stood up and used his hand to push the love letters on the coffee table aside. He clicked his tongue twice and said, there are quite a lot of them. &Quot;

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him, smiled, and said teasingly, s.h.i.+jun, you said in the morning that no one wanted qiqing. Now youve slapped yourself in the face. &Quot;

Song s.h.i.+jun patted his own face in cooperation.

&Quot; I forgot. There are more than a billion people in China. Some of them must be blind. &Quot;

As soon as he finished speaking, a pillow flew over.

Song s.h.i.+jun nimbly reached out to grab it and pulled it into his arms.

Come, let me see how mushy their love letters are.

He leaned forward to take the love letter.

Mu Xiaoxiao swatted his hand away as if she was swatting a fly. &Quot; dont take it. These are for qiqing. Only qiqing can see them. &Quot;

Song s.h.i.+jun pursed his lips and leaned back on the sofa. &Quot; fine, I wont read it. Its not like I havent read love letters before. I just want to give her some advice so that she can a.n.a.lyze which love letters are fake and which are real. &Quot;

Han qiqing frowned and looked at the love letter on the coffee table. She said worriedly, I dont even know if I should read it &Quot;

Why not? Song s.h.i.+jun egged her on, tear a few down and lets see. Ill help you a.n.a.lyze them. &Quot;

To put it bluntly, he just wanted to see the contents of the love letter.

Mu Xiaoxiao saw through his little trick and said to han qiqing, qiqing, if you want to see it, you can open it and take a look when we get back. &Quot;

Han qiqing thought for a while and nodded. &Quot; yeah. &Quot;

Song s.h.i.+jun pursed his lips, looking dispirited.

He crossed his hands behind his head and said regretfully, if I had known earlier, I would have been in the same group as qiqing. That way, I could have been filmed in a video and have a taste of being famous. &Quot;

Han qiqing ignored his sarcasm and said to mu Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, do you want anything to drink? Ill go get it for you.

Mu Xiaoxiao said, no need. Ill get it myself. &Quot;

But han qiqing insisted on getting it, and mu Xiaoxiao said she wanted hot milk tea.

Song s.h.i.+jun said, Big Shot. I want something warm too. &Quot;

Han qiqing rolled her eyes at him. &Quot; I wont give it to you if you keep calling me that! &Quot;

&Quot; cough, qiqing, get me a drink, thank you. &Quot; Song s.h.i.+jun quickly corrected himself.

Mu Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and laughed.

After han qiqing left, she moved to the edge of the Changsha and leaned closer to song s.h.i.+jun. She squinted at him and asked with a snicker, s.h.i.+jun, are you jealous after seeing qiqing receive so many love letters?