Chen Muge is also a monk.

The first thing Fang Yue thought of was her sensitive sense of smell comparable to that of a canine animal.

Maybe he is a perceptual practitioner.

"Oh." Fang Yue did not show excessive surprise.

The fact that Chen Muge is a cultivator is not a strange thing compared to the performance of the two powerful people on the sea just now.

Totally acceptable.

Fang Yue's calmness made Chen Muge stunned.

A normal person should be very surprised to hear that he is a monk, and then let himself show his skills to prove it to him?

Is he too?

Chen Muge looked blankly at Fang Yue and disappeared into the corridor.

Fang Yue passed by Xia He's room and found that the door was closed, so he quietly walked in.

Xia He sat by the bed, with his back facing him, holding a handful of flowers used by the hotel to decorate the atmosphere.

The petals were pulled down one by one, and there was a rumor in my mouth.

"He loves me, he doesn't love me, he loves me, he doesn't love me..."

Fang Yue smiled with relief and said softly: "I love you."

Xia He suddenly turned around and saw the person he had been thinking about day and night behind him.

Suddenly a little embarrassed.

It’s really a shame to be caught by someone’s idiotic behavior.

Xia He's face turned red, then rushed over, jumped into Fang Yue's arms, and buried his head in his chest.

"You just..."

Fang Yue was about to speak when Xia He pinched his back: "Don't say it, you didn't see anything just now!"

Death of embarrassment.

"Well, I saw nothing, I only saw my little princess waiting for me."

Fang Yue said dotingly and gently put Xia He on the bed.

Xia He saw the hole in Fang Yue's clothes and reached out to touch it.

Fang Yue stood up, pulled the collar and glanced at the wound on his shoulder.

The wound has healed, except that the skin color of the wound is slightly darker than other places, it is no longer a serious problem.

"I accidentally scratched it." Fang Yue explained lightly.

Xia He leaned over and hugged Fang Yue's neck, pulled him back in front of him, and said gently: "I have been with you so little time these days, I'm not happy."

Fang Yue asked, "Then how do you want to be happy?"

Xia He laughed and said, "I'm happy if you are by my side."

"Oh—" Fang Yue deliberately pulled the voice very long, and a wicked smile appeared on his face: "I will make you happy right away."

"Hmm?" Xia He hadn't reacted yet, his eyes widened in confusion.

Fang Yue violently pulled the quilt and covered himself and Xia He.

"What are you going to do..."

......

More than a dozen hours later, two fashionable middle-aged women knocked on Xia He's door.

Fang Yue walked out of Xia He's room two minutes later.

"Hello, we are from Shangpin wardrobe, here to give Miss Xia He a dress for the grand ceremony."

One of the women explained their purpose.

Fang Yue took the clothes from the woman, said "Thank you", and then turned around and slammed the door.

The two women looked at each other.

"This person..."

"Don't you invite us in and sit?"

Go in and sit?

This is really inappropriate!

Fang Yue put the box in the dress beside the bed and looked at the time again.

"Change clothes quickly, the ceremony is about to begin."

Xia He grabbed Fang Yue's hand and pulled it gently. Fang Yue sat down. Xia He raised Fang Yue's hand, got into his arms like a kitten, and then wrapped his arm around him.

"You help me wear it, I have no strength anymore and want to sleep for a while."

After saying that, Xia He closed his eyes and a slight snoring sounded.

Fang Yue stroked Xia He's cheek and calculated in his mind the time it took to arrive at the ceremony site.

"You can sleep ten more minutes."

Xia He nodded in a daze and fell asleep again.

Fang Yue got up and went out, preparing to go back to his room to change his clothes.

After all, he was also a guest of honor at the ceremony, so he couldn't wear this torn dress.

By the way, I called Zhou Yun and asked if she had come back.

"Sorry, the phone number you called has been turned off..."

Fang Yue shook his head and hung up the phone.

......

The ceremony opened.

Many anchors on the red carpet were dressed up carefully and greeted the cameras in front of both sides enthusiastically.

Most female anchors wear sexy evening gowns, creating a sexy look, hoping to attract photographers and increase exposure.

The male anchors are more tragic, most of them are limited in appearance and are difficult to notice.

Even some handsome male anchors can only use heavy makeup to cover up their true appearance after leaving the beauty special effects.

However, the photographer's camera always stays on Chen Muge.

After all, internet celebrities are internet celebrities after all, and they are 20,000 years apart from top superstars like Chen Muge, which is not the same level at all.

It was not until Fang Yue appeared in his arms that several photographers had left Chen Muge.

"This girl is very elegant! Her appearance is also at the ceiling level!"

"Who is the man next to her? It doesn't look like a temporary CP."

"Are all female anchors playing so big nowadays? Are you openly in the same frame with your boyfriend, aren't you afraid of quitting your fans?"

"What do you know? She is Xia He, the number one sister of Cat Claw, and her boyfriend is a big boss worth billions. She has made it public for a long time, okay?"

When the photographers heard the "No. 1 sister" and the "big guy worth billions", the photographers smelled the hot spots.

The flash light flashed with a click.

"Xiaohe Jianjian, I love you."

"Their boyfriend is here!"

"I love you too if I have a boyfriend."

"Hmph, you will shout, Mr. Fang, I love you!"

In an instant, Xia He's fans became two camps.

Fang Yue pulled Xia He, nodded politely to everyone, walked to Chen Muge who was waiting for him in front, and reached out with his other hand.

Chen Muge naturally held Fang Yue's other arm, smiling with his eyebrows and eyes.

"Damn it! Kill two birds with one stone!"

"What's the situation? Chen Muge looked at Mr. Fang?"

Thousands of shocked and screaming onlookers left behind, and the three of them walked into the ceremony.

Under the guidance of the staff, Fang Yue sat in the front row and looked around but still didn't see Zhou Yun.

"Where did this guy go?"

Just as he was about to call and ask, Wang Ping walked over with great strides.

"Mr. Fang, the ceremony tonight is a bit long, about five hours. Do you want to go to the lounge to have some tea first?"
To be continued...