The spectators, frustrated by Musheng's dismissive attitude, stomped their feet in irritation, but Musheng just chuckled before getting serious, "Alright, alright, I'll take a proper shot."
After saying that, she aimed her phone's camera at Mu Lianmiao. Perhaps sensing something, Mu Lianmiao turned his gaze over and directly met the camera's lens.
The exquisitely handsome face, as if sculpted by God Himself, appeared on the screen, still delivering an immense impact. Many people were stunned for a moment when they saw Mu Lianmiao.
'Ahhh, damn, I feel like Cupid just shot an arrow through my heart!'
'Ah, my Crown Prince is still so freaking handsome, it's unbelievable!'
'So TM elegant!!!'
'Envious of the male god T.T, envious of the male god's future baby, envious of the male god's family.'
'If I had such a handsome husband, I definitely couldn't bear to let him wash the dishes!'
