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Fang Zhuo appeared in Ji Yao's circle for the first time,
Everyone was silent,
Apart from a red mole in the corner of his eye, Fang Zhuo and Ji Yao's Bai Yueguang look so much alike.
They looked at Fang Zhuo with suspicion, disdain and disgust.
Fortunately, Ji Yao didn't care about this substitute.
When asked about Fang Zhuo's opinion,
Ji Yao sneered: Just to relieve boredom.
Two years later,
Seeing that Fang Zhuo looked like a male god,
But he was extremely obedient to Ji Yao, always available and full of affection.
People in the circle were half envious, half joking: Brother Ji, you are not doing a good job of being a substitute. Be kind to others from now on.
Even Mr. Ji, who used to fight mandarin ducks, agreed: If you like it, take it home.
As for Ji Yao, he seemed arrogant, but his eyes were fixed on Fang Zhuo, looking forward to it.
Q: When will we get the certificate?
Fang Zhuo:......
Excuse me, it's time to leave.
——
Fang Zhuo is sick, literally.
People with this disease can do anything for their goals and are extremely obedient, but they are stingy in giving affection.
Ji Yao thought that Fang Zhuo loved him so much that he couldn't help himself, but he didn't know that,
Fang Zhuo looked at him like he was admiring a flower or a piece of jade, willing to appreciate and care for it, but not possessive.
Before Ji Yao, there were many similar ones,
after him,
Fang Zhuo lowered his eyes: It's time for the next one.
——Stay on July 31, 2020
Intention: None