Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me

Chapter 827 is kicked sooner or later

There are too many people who want to thank you. If you count the names one by one, you will eventually miss out. It is better to just say thank you.

Applause came from all directions.

Wen Qiao looked at the heavy golden trophy in his hand and finally smiled.

Fu Nanli felt the flashing lights one after another behind him, and the group of Wen Qiao's admirers were taking photos frantically. The blue veins on his forehead jumped so hard that he stretched out his hand and pulled his tie.

At last, Fu Nanli got up and walked backstage under the **** of bodyguards.

Qin Bei held a bunch of yellow roses dotted with gypsophila, and Fu Nanli took it and entered the backstage.

Wen Qiao sat in front of the vanity mirror and unloaded her earrings. After the ear clips were clipped for so long, the earlobes were so red that they dripped blood.

As soon as the ear clip was removed, a hand stretched out, with a warm touch, she raised her eyes to see that it was Fu Nanli who was gently twisting her earlobes.

The flowers were put aside, and the man's low voice appeared gentle in the noisy background: "Does it hurt?"

Wen Qiao took off the other ear clip and rubbed it: "It's kind of."

He gently massaged her earlobes.

Lu Youyou pressed her voice excitedly on the side: "Wow, just such a simple action, I feel that sexual tension is enough."

Dong Yao took her hand and walked out: "Is your boyfriend's sexual tension insufficient?"

Lu Youyou grabbed the door frame and whispered: "In public, you are the top performer anyway, can you pay attention to influence?"

Dong Yao directly dragged the person out: "It's all made public anyway, what should I pay attention to."

Oncoming from the corridor was just a few of Dong Yao's female fans. They were so excited that they asked for a group photo. Dong Yao coldly said, "Excuse me, don't take a photo."

Lu Youyou wanted to cry without tears: "Can you be more intimate? They are your fans."

Dong Yao: "I have always been like this."

A few female fans said behind them: "Yes, yes, he has always been like this, don't quarrel with Dong Yao, he is very good, don't pretend, we all like it very much."

Lu Youyou was speechless, coldly facing the fans, and the fans helped him speak.

Dong Yao is the only one who can be regarded as such a wayward.

Other top players envy him so much.

Backstage, the boys who had originally planned to offer flowers crowded the backstage, and saw a man helping Wen Qiao pinch his earlobe, and the two behaved very intimately.

"Her boyfriend?"

"Seems."

"Fuck, it seems handsome."

"What can you do if you are handsome? I'm not too young, and sooner or later I will be kicked by Wen Qiao."

"Can we still go up and present flowers?"

"Why can't it? We appreciate art."

A group of five or six boys, each with a red rose, lined up to send flowers to Wen Qiao.

The boy who had been pretty straightforward saw Fu Nanli's gloomy face, he immediately persuaded, threw the flowers on Wen Qiao's dressing table, and immediately fled.

Followed by Wen Qiao's family, Su Ce rubbed Wen Qiao's head: "A Qiao behaved very well, my uncle is proud of you."

Su Ce deliberately, his niece, why depends on Young Master Fu's wink, he just rubbed his head when he wanted to, what could he do to him.

Young Master Fu couldn't do anything to him, but he could do to his niece.

Wen Chi Wenmo's mother and Uncle Ji congratulated her, Wen Qiao handed the trophy to Wen Mo: "Give it to your sister."

Wen Mo's eyes were shining, and he fondly stroked his sister's trophy, admiring her sister even more.

Wen Chi hooked his neck: "Touch me too."

(End of this chapter)