[Friend: mu Yuan's ascetic image in my heart has collapsed. Ye tingjun, you're poisonous!!!]
Shen qianshu,'hahahahahaha, master liked it.'
Little Tong Hua: "my uncle mu Yuan is more handsome than pan an. He's like a painting, a national beauty, a heavenly fragrance, and an upright gentleman ... Alright, I can't continue praising him."
Ye Chu,"I think he's very handsome."
Mu Yuan did not mind others posting his ugly photos at all. He had always held onto the belief that men did not rely on their faces to make a living. It did not matter if they were good-looking or not. He just could not understand why he had to post his ugly photos.
"This image ..." Mu Yuan touched his beard and felt a little uncomfortable. He looked at himself in the mirror and said,"it does seem a little too much. His beard looks a little creepy."
He picked up the scissors, planning to do another suffocating job. He wanted to style the beard.
