"Qingliang, come on! Let me introduce someone to you." Mo Zichen waved to the man resting in the lounge.
Ruan An followed his gaze and saw the man named Qingliang slowly turning his head and touching his face, and his heart started pounding involuntarily.
This man is so good looking!
I saw him standing up, looking at his slender legs, his eyes gradually moved upward, touching his thick and deep eyebrows, Ruan An's eyelids raised slightly.
Zhao Qingliang heard someone calling him, he put down the phone in his hand, slowly turned his head, saw the two strange women next to his teammates, frowned slightly, then stood up and said politely: "Hello everyone
."
Mo Zichen pulled his girlfriend, walked to his side, stretched out his hand and hit his chest, "Qingliang, why are you suddenly shy? Let me introduce to you, this beautiful young lady next to me is my girlfriend.
That is her good sister Ruan An."
Zhao Qingliang reached out and caressed his hammered chest, frowned, glanced at Mo Zichen who was introducing him at the side, and then dropped his gaze to the woman standing by the door not far away, nodded slightly to her, and said again:
"Hello, my name is Zhao Qingliang."
Zhao Qingliang?
The name Ruan An felt very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before. She raised her hand with a deep look on her face, noticed the light sign and banner in her hand, and suddenly understood.
It turns out that he is Zhao Qingliang.
Obviously, Zhao Qingliang also noticed that what she was holding was his own support item, and subconsciously directly attributed her to his fan.
He looked at the dressing table and didn't see a pen, so he had to grab a lipstick, find a piece of white paper, and quickly sign his name on it, then walked to Ruan An and stretched out his hand.
He handed it to her and said, "Here you go."
Ruan An looked at the signature of the five claws of the flying dragon on the white paper, and his expression froze.
Does he recognize himself as a fan?
But it's not surprising that he would admit his mistake, after all, he still had his support items in his hand.
"Hello, my name is Ruan An." Ruan An raised his eyes and smiled, reached out to take it, and raised the fresh signature in his hand, "Thank you."
"Yeah." Zhao Qingliang was stunned for a moment when he saw her smile, and his heartbeat became clearly audible.
"Qingliang, since you all know each other, would you like to exchange contact information or something?" Mo Zichen came to their side, put his hand on Zhao Qingliang's shoulder, and said hello.
Seeing that her boyfriend was so aggressive, Yu Ran was not to be outdone and immediately echoed, "An'an, haven't you always liked him? What a great opportunity this is, why are you still hanging around? Hurry up!"
Hearing this, Ruan An turned his head and looked at Yu Ran, who kept winking at him, frowning slightly.
Are you a fan of his?
Why doesn't she know?
Seeing that Ruan An was still dumbfounded, he felt a little resentful that iron could not become steel, and his eye movements became even more obvious.
Noticing the small movements between them, Zhao Qingliang took out his mobile phone and said, "Hello, let's add WeChat."
"Okay." Ruan An glanced at Zhao Qingliang in front of him, nodded, and then took out his phone and scanned it, "Okay."
Seeing that the two of them exchanged contact information, Yu Ran was not idle and quietly grabbed her boyfriend beside him. After receiving the prompt, Mo Zichen immediately responded, "Qingliang, I'll leave that to you. You
I don’t have any schedule tonight, so I’ll help you take her home, Ranran and I are going on a date.”
Ruan An glared at Yu Ran who was hinting at him. Just as he was about to say that he could go home alone, he heard a male voice from the opposite side, "Okay, you go."
"An'an, then you go home with Qingliang. I'm going on a date first. Goodbye!" Yu Ran waved to Ruan An and immediately dragged her boyfriend out of the room.
There are only two of them in the lounge now, and the situation is a bit awkward, but who is Ruan An?
Now that this opportunity has been placed in front of her, if she doesn't take it, wouldn't it be a shame for Yu Ran's hard work?
So Ruan An pretended to be embarrassed and discussed: "Well, actually I can go back alone."
"No, since I agreed, I will definitely send you home safely." Zhao Qingliang promised, then stood there and thought for a while, then said again: "Well, you sit here for a while, I will clean up.
Send you back."
"There's no rush, just take your time." After saying that, Ruan An immediately found a chair and sat on it, smiling slightly at him.
Afraid that she would wait too long, Zhao Qingliang quickly packed up her things, walked up to her, looked at her condescendingly, and said, "I'm ready, let's go!"
"Okay!" Ruan An took back the phone, stood up immediately, and responded.
The two walked slowly outside the stadium, seeming to feel the embarrassment between each other. Zhao Qingliang hesitated for a while and said, "You are not a fan of mine, are you?"
Although it was a question, Ruan An immediately heard the certainty in his tone, and without making any excuses, he nodded openly, "Yes, I just accompanied Ranran to the concert, oh, that's your teammate
Mo Zichen’s girlfriend.”
Afraid that he wouldn't know who Ran Ran was talking about, Ruan An added another sentence at the end of his words.
"You are very beautiful." Ruan An listened to his unfounded compliment. She nodded and responded without humility, "You are very discerning, everyone says so."
As if he didn't expect her to admit it so generously, Zhao Qingliang was slightly startled, and then chuckled, "You are so interesting."
The two chatted for a while, gradually losing their previous unfamiliarity. When they were about to reach the stadium gate, Zhao Qingliang took out a black mask from his pocket and put it on, and looked at Ruan An, "You don't mind, do you?
"
Ruan An shook his head, "I understand. After all, you are a big star. It would be bad if others recognized you."
After all, although the concert has ended, there are still some scattered fans lingering outside the stadium.
Ruan An didn't want to get into trouble. If he hadn't brought it himself, she would have actually wanted to warn her.
The two of them walked to the car leisurely. Zhao Qingliang paused for a moment, pursed his lips, hesitated again and again, and finally chose to ask, "Ruan An, do you have it tomorrow?"
"Ruan An!" Before he finished speaking, he heard an angry male voice. Ruan An, who heard the movement, turned around subconsciously and looked at the man standing not far away, who was originally smiling.