Luo Man smiled and thought the other party was a little shy because he came to his house for the first time. He took out two bottles of mineral water from the refrigerator and put it on the table, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? You feel absent-minded and in a very depressed state."

There was no red carpet on the ground, and the little fat man smiled awkwardly, "Do you hide a machete behind you? Will you chop me up?"

"Machete? Chop you?" Luo Man couldn't help but joke, "What do you think I asked you to come to my house for? Your imagination is too rich."

"Yes! Killing is illegal," the fat man touched his big head, smiled silly, and his tight body relaxed a little. "I had a nightmare last night, dreaming that because I was drinking a drink, you took a knife to chop me up and make it into meat buns."

"What a mess." Luo Man sighed, "I live alone and often go to other places to film. There are no aunties and nannies at home. We have to make whatever you want to eat at noon."

"Eat whatever you want, just have eggs. I like to eat eggs, I'm not picky about food." The fat man said quickly.

A big star actually cooks for me. What kind of idol plot is this?

"Just have eggs? You're really easy to raise. Before you came, I went to the supermarket to buy some vegetables and meat, so just stir-fry a few!" Luo Man rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the kitchen, suddenly remembered something again, and turned back, "By the way, we have known each other for so long, I don't know what your name is yet!"

The little fat man came to his senses, it seemed like this!

After meeting him at the Internet cafe at night, Luo Man often played League of Legends with him, but he really didn't seem to know his real name.

"My name is Jian Zihao, simple Jian, proud pride." The little fat man replied immediately.
Chapter completed!