The male god of fast-wearing god-level female supporting role kneels down

Chapter 402 The Queen of the Entertainment Circle 12
"Ding dong—system prompt, attack target Xiang Yimo!"

"Yes!"

There was always this voice in my head, and Sheng Xia felt like his head was about to explode.

Still chose yes.

She just tried to see what would happen if she didn't choose, and whether this would disappear.

Who knew that compared to before, he became even more irritable.

"Ding dong—the system prompts that Xiang Yimo's favorability for you is [-], keep going, dear!"

For the system, in the end, it is still maliciously acting cute.

Sheng Xia also said that he wanted to smash this system.

After all, a thing suddenly starts to appear in your mind, ding dong ding dong, which is really unbearable.

In short, he wanted to attack Xiang Yimo in front of him, and he wanted to attack Leng Qinghan.

"Have you nothing to say to me?"

Xiang Yimo asked coldly.

He thought that a live version of the unspoken rules was about to be played out in front of his eyes, but in the end it turned from a pornographic version to a violent version.

"He tried to sneak me, so I hit him."

Sheng Xia told the matter very sincerely.

"Ok!"

Xiang Yimo nodded slightly.

"Then you want me to keep this a secret?"

Xiang Yimo asked.

"Of course I need it."

Sheng Xia knew that he was the target of his attack, so she was also talking to him in a somewhat aggressive manner.

"Then what benefit do you give me?"

Xiang Yimo said such a sentence abruptly.

Before she was born, she spoke to Wei Wenlong in the same tone.

This really made Sheng Xia's hands itch again.

"Then what benefits do you want?"

Sheng Xia's smile was not a smile, anyway, if he said anything nonsense, he would beat him into amnesia.

"I see you fight very well. My mother is in a bad mood recently. Find a time later and you can go and perform?"

Xiang Yimo said so suddenly.

"..."

With this sudden sentence, Sheng Xia felt like he was about to vomit blood.

I am not a showman, so I want to perform.

"How about it?"

Xiang Yimo asked again.

"Okay, I promise you!"

In the end, Sheng Xia nodded, seeing that he is a filial son, let's forget it!

"Well, then it's decided... After that, I will prepare the props."

Xiang Yimo nodded, thinking about this period of time, thinking of ways to make mother happier.

Tried many methods, but nothing worked.

He suddenly remembered that when he was a child in another city, his mother often took him to watch juggling and martial arts exercises under the overpass.

Presumably Mom... still prefers those.

"Wait... What do props refer to?"

After thinking about it for a while, Sheng Xia still felt that she had to ask, because she really didn't need these things to perform by herself.

"Oh... isn't it just crushing boulders in the chest, breathing fire... sleeping on a nail board?"

Thus, Sheng Xia heard the boss in front of him with a clear and extravagant air say such a sentence.

"..."

Sheng Xia felt like she was about to vomit out a mouthful of old blood.

I am a serious ancient martial arts successor, not some flyover showman.

Also, benefactor... keep your eyes open.

Why, Xiang Yimo didn't play his cards according to the rules, and when he looked at the beautiful female star, what he thought was not the unspoken rules, but the boulder in his chest?

Solve.

Could it be that he is really as rumored?

Actually he is gay.

(End of this chapter)