Ji Yanche wasn’t daunted at all, cheerfully spreading his arms to hug Xiyan beside him. "Hug—"
Xiyan blinked, still not responding, when the hood of her clothing was suddenly tugged by Ou Jue.
She successfully avoided Ji Yanche’s clutches this way.
Ou Jue guarded Xiyan behind him, glaring at Ji Yanche, "Do you have a death wish?"
Ji Yanche looked utterly wronged, "What’s wrong with a hug? It’s not like you’ll get pregnant from it!"
"Looks like you really do have a death wish." Ou Jue said with a cold smile, cracking his knuckles nacingly.
"Waaahhh!" Ji Yanche swiftly jumped far away.
Xiyan cleared her throat, quickly greeting Ji Yanche, "Long ti no see, ah, right, this is my friend, An Ran."
Compared to Xiyan’s group’s calmness, it was An Ran’s first ti seeing a celebrity!
Those stars who appear on TV every day, living and shining online.
And now they’re standing right in front of her, so close, within reach!
Oh my god—
An Ran restrained her urge to scream, "Ji Yanche, I really like you, can I shake your hand?"
See, that’s what a normal person should say.
He is Ji Yanche, with tens of millions of followers on Weibo.
As for this Demon King Ou Jue, he’s not worth engaging with.
Rember, it’s not that he wants to engage with Ou Jue, definitely not because he’s afraid of him!
Ji Yanche grinned at An Ran, showing his white teeth, "Of course you can~"
He’s already handso, with eyes sparkling like stars, and a clarity like that of a child, full of youthful charm.
With such a smile, it felt like all the world’s light was gathered around him.
An Ran was so excited she was about to faint; she had t her idol, ahhhh~
Ji Yanche stepped forward and lightly shook An Ran’s hand, bending down to give a soft peck on the back of her hand, "Thank you for liking ."
The online Ji Yanche is known for his fan-caring power.
He treats his fans like girlfriends—that’s him.
An Ran’s emotional gauge was completely depleted, "I, I, I also want to take a photo with you."
Xiyan took out her phone, "I’ll take it for you."
Click click, Xiyan snapped away wildly, from all angles, with every expression, then sent them all to An Ran’s WeChat.
After receiving the photos, An Ran imdiately posted on Weibo: t my idol, I’m so happy~
Followed by the picture: her and Ji Yanche’s photo together.
Yin Qianze distributed the tea drinks he had in hand to the crew mbers, then ca over, speaking gently, "Alright, stop standing here. Let’s find a place to sit down and chat."
In the crew’s hotel.
Ji Yanche stayed in a suite, equipped with everything, the fridge filled with all sorts of snacks that Ji Yanche loved the most.
He brought all the snacks over, a few friends sat around the table snacking and chatting, it was lively and bustling.
Ji Yanche downed the last sip of his drink, suggesting, "Let’s play a ga."
"What ga?" Yin Qianze asked.
"Truth or Dare! How about it?" Ji Yanche excitedly picked up the empty bottle he’d just drunk from, placing it on the table.
Ou Jue lazily supported his chin, glancing at the bottle indifferently, "Stupid ga."
An Ran, in full fangirl mode, "I’m in!"
Xiyan also joined in, clapping her hands like a seal on the table, "Yeah yeah, let’s do it."
"Ou Jue, are you playing?" Ji Yanche looked at Ou Jue.
"...Play."
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