To The Lovely You

   The fans under the stage were agitated, because most of the stars said this sentence at the end of the concert to announce the rhythm of their relationship! Could it be that... the rumored girlfriend who was photographed in the previous paragraph is true?

   "Feifei, He Chaoran is talking about you, right?" The atmosphere at the scene made the delicious Hou Xiaoting stop eating, "Wouldn't he be... going to reveal your relationship?"

   "I think... it's more than that simple." Luo Xiaomei touched her chin meaningfully and snatched the half-eaten biscuits from Hou Xiaoting's hand.

   "I think so too." Li Mengshan nodded in agreement

After   , she and Luo Xiaomei didn't say anything, because there would be no surprises if they said it! He Chaoran dressed like this, shouldn't it be...

   At this moment, He Chaoran's personal assistant came to Lan Feifei with a bunch of flowers and motioned her to come to the stage to offer flowers.

  Lan Feifei originally disagreed. The two of them only made entertainment headlines some time ago. At this time, when they came to the stage to present flowers, didn't they hit the gun themselves?

   But the little assistant repeatedly emphasized that this is what Brother Chaoran meant, hoping to receive flowers from his girlfriend before the end of the last concert.

   In addition, the three bad friends next to her kept urging her and inciting her, saying that such an opportunity is only once in a lifetime. This is the last show of He Chaoran's first national tour, which is of great significance.

  Lan Feifei took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, hugged the bouquet of perfume lilies, and stepped onto the stage under everyone's attention.

   Every time she comes to listen to his concert, she dresses up very beautifully, because there are not many opportunities for them to meet, and she hopes that he can see her beautiful appearance.

   Tonight she was wearing a fairy-like white chiffon dress with sloping shoulders and a long tulle wrapped around her shoulders, which swayed gently with the frequency of her walking. Under the dreamy light, she looks like a fairy falling from the sky, stepping on the clouds.

   Hou Xiaoting, Luo Xiaomei and Li Mengshan watched this scene from the audience, whispering and whispering.

   "Ah! My God! Feifei looks like she's wearing a wedding dress!"

   "Yes, yes, now there is a wedding march! You see He Chaoran dressed like that..."

  He Chaoran stood under a circular circle, watching her come all the way towards him with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his hands hanging by his side clenched into fists a little nervously.

  Lan Feifei felt like she was dreaming, and the smoke lingering under her feet made her more sure that she must be dreaming. How could she go to He Chaoran in front of everyone and send him flowers?

   She didn't know how she came to him, and when she came back to her senses, she had already fallen into a warm embrace.

  She widened her eyes in amazement: He Chaoran, are you crazy? To hold her like this in public?

   Soon, she comforted herself and said: Fans give flowers to idols, and it's normal for a courtesy hug!

   But the next second, she didn't think so. Because He Chaoran suddenly released her, then raised her chin, and kissed her lips unexpectedly.

   The audience off the field was boiling again, and the audience was in an uproar, and the little fans covered their mouths one after another.

   There were frantic tears of disappointment: "Ah! Don't! He Chaoran is ours!"

   Blessed shouted: "Great, the male **** has finally found his happiness!"