The man's slender figure stood out even among the crowd. Even though he had put on a mask and hat, he was still recognized by passers-by.

"It seems to be him!"

"Ah ah, I didn't wait in vain, I finally met my male god."

"What should I do? He came over, and my heart was pounding."

Fu Siyu frowned when he heard this, but didn't say anything. He put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head and stood in line at the end of the crowd.

If Jian Tong didn't like eating breakfast here, he would never come.

Not to mention waiting in line.

The girl standing in the front row of Fu Siyu covered her beating heart and asked cautiously, "Are you that bastard god who is very popular on Weibo?"

Fu Siyu, "..."

Yesterday, he actually hesitated whether to delete the post or not.

Mainly because the title is too eye-catching.

A male god is a male god, and adding a bastard to the front makes him very unhappy.

He also thought that if Jian Tong hadn't painted a bastard on his face while he was sleeping and posted it on Weibo, he would not have gotten the nickname of this bastard god.

A sharp chill suddenly emitted from his body.

The girls around and in the front row couldn't help but tremble.

The aura is too strong.

Jian Tong was sitting in the car. Because no one paid attention to Fu Siyu getting off the bus, she was openly watching Fu Siyu queue up to buy breakfast for her.

Not to mention, Fu Siyu stood out among the crowd, completely standing out.

Then I saw a group of fangirls around me taking out their cell phones to take photos frantically, and some of them went to strike up a conversation with Fu Siyu.

The more she watched, the more funny she found it.

According to Fu Siyu's character, I'm afraid he will lose his patience within a minute.

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. There was plenty of time.

Almost ten minutes passed before Fu Siyu's team advanced a little.

Jian Tong stared at the man's back and suddenly laughed, "Pfft."

She took out her mobile phone again and sent a message to Fu Siyu, "Master Fu, how does it feel to be worshiped by a little fangirl? Isn't it great?"

Fu Siyu heard the sound of his cell phone in his pocket. He took it out and saw that it was a message sent to him by Jian Tong. He clicked on it and read it with a smile in his eyes.

He lowered his head, but was still seen by the female fan next to him.

"Oh my god, the handsome man is smiling. He is so handsome."

"My boyfriend is perfect from head to toe. He has chest muscles and eight-pack abs. Even his fingers are long and slender. Hold me fast, I can't breathe."

"Is the reason why the male idol is laughing because this message was sent by his girlfriend?"

Fu Siyu was originally dissatisfied with the noise. He heard the person next to him say he was his girlfriend. After clicking send, he slowly raised his head, looked at the woman who spoke with sharp and cold eyes, and corrected him, "It's my wife."

Everyone was surprised when Fu Siyu answered and were shocked by his words.

Everyone seemed to be able to hear the sound of their hearts falling to the ground and breaking.

Is their boyfriend married?

unacceptable!

Jian Tong received the reply from Fu Siyu, [There is no feeling of enjoyment at all. Of course, if you become my fan girl, I will be very happy and feel great. 】

Jian Tong turned off her phone, stared at the man's back and said, "Dream!"

Seeing that the people in front of him were not in a hurry, Fu Siyu completely lost his patience, and a deep and mellow voice came out from his throat, like the biting cold wind that made people shiver, "If you don't want to buy breakfast, please give up your seat!

"

Mainly, time is running out.

The fans quickly recovered from their sad emotions and moved out of the way in unison.
Chapter completed!