As soon as Shen Mian turned off the broadcast, his mother called him and asked excitedly, "Son, are you really going to pursue Gu Heng?"
Shen Mian's mouth twitched, "Mom, what time is it? Why are you still awake so late to watch my live broadcast?"
"I'm afraid you'll go against my will again. I told you not to stay up too late. It's no later than 10:30. Not only am I watching, your dad is also supervising."
Father Shen interrupted: "Get to the point!"
Mother Shen covered her mouth and laughed, saying, "He must be embarrassed. He just told me that he never thought so many people liked his son."
Thinking of his father's awkward yet proud look, Shen Mian couldn't help but chuckle. He stood up from his chair, walked to the balcony, and looked at the night view outside the window: "Of course, it doesn't matter whose son I am. My genes are too good. It's hard not to be liked by others."
Father Shen urged from the side: "Ask about Gu Heng, ask him quickly."
"Why are you in such a hurry? Why don't you ask?"
"You ask, you ask..."
Shen Mian smiled and said, "Don't argue. I just said that casually. I was joking with the audience. You two should go to bed early and don't worry about me. I'm only in my early twenties and I'm not in a hurry to find a partner."
Mother Shen sighed, "You are young, but Gu Heng is already an old man. How many years can he wait for you? Don't think that your father and I are old-fashioned. We have investigated everything. Your gay circle is very chaotic, and the chance of getting sick is too high. We are worried if you don't settle down."
"..."
Shen Mian felt a headache coming on, so he put his cell phone on the windowsill with the speakerphone on, lit a cigarette, and slowly exhaled a circle of white smoke.
"Mom, don't worry, I won't go out and mess around. I'm so busy every day that I don't have the time."
Shen Mother said, "So you want to go out and mess around whenever you have time?"
"That's not what I meant! Mom, don't you know me? I'm very picky and I don't like ordinary people at all."
Mother Shen smiled and said, "That's right. When you were a kid, you would always pick the good-looking apples to eat."
Shen Mian was also amused and said, "Yes, I am in the late stage of face control. Don't worry about it. Go to bed early. Good night, mom."
"Good night, son."
hang up the phone.
Shen Mian held a half-burned cigarette between his fingers and extinguished it in the ashtray. He smoked a lot in the past two years, but gradually quit after being bound by the system.
After looking at the number marked "sponsor" in the address book for a long time, he raised his hand and pressed delete.
The bait has been thrown out, it depends on whether the fish will take the bait.
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The doorbell kept ringing early in the morning. Shen Mian went to bed early and got up early recently. He just ran on the treadmill for a while and came out wiping the sweat off his face.
When he opened the door, Lu Ze was standing in front of it with his usual smirk on his lips.
"Morning, Shen Xiaomian."
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Make a Living by Your Face [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.1
Fanfiction【 BL , MTL , * No Editing 】━Vol.1━ The game master who has turned countless boys and girls gay with his appearance, a super popular anchor, encountered justice from heaven and was forcibly bound by a crappy system. The system said: 【The original...