Meanwhile, Li did not notice Zhao Youlin's speechlessness. She grew very excited and love-struck. "Besides… I heard that my idol has a six-pack! Tsk, tsk, tsk! Whenever my idol wears a formal suit, I wish I could lunge at him, strip him naked and admire his abs! Of course, it'll be even better if I could actually feel them!"
'My dear sister, where's the self-restraint that you're supposed to embrace? How about your modesty? Have you surrendered all of them?'
The corners of Zhao Youlin's lips instinctively twitched. If the lass were to find out her idol, whom she had worshipped as if he was a god, was currently working as a gofer in her outlet, Zhao Youlin wondered if she would still be so calmly discussing about stripping off his shirt and feeling his six-pack with her.
A fangirl crazing about her idol was truly a creature that was hard to understand!
