Cultivating In The Entertainment Industry

Chapter 1270: Got a slap in the face

The beautiful woman with long hair with Qi Liuhai walked in as she bowed her head and said sorry.

But when she raised her head and saw Guan Yumo's appearance clearly, her face suddenly changed.

At this time, the elevator was closed, and she was going to press the button as if she wanted to leave here.

As if Guan Yumo is a snake.

Guan Yu, who had always been a little melancholy, froze in silence. I have seen so many women today. Is this the first time a woman reacted to him like this?

However, Guan Yumo felt that the woman's current practice was too dangerous, after all, she was in the elevator.

So he reached out and grabbed her wrist and said, "This is dangerous, you know? If you want to go out, just press the nearest floor."

"Asshole, you let go!" The woman's voice was very gentle, probably because she didn't get very angry, but now she suddenly said something like an asshole.

Guan Yu was silent for a moment.

But the next moment, I slapped my cheek.

Guan Yumo:...

He grumbled and let go of his hand.

The woman who hit someone but looked like a little rabbit who was frightened, hurriedly pressed a row of buttons, and when the elevator stopped and opened the door, she ran out in a panic.

It was as if there was an evil spirit chasing her behind.

Her legs are just right, and she can walk normally, but she can't run vigorously.

As she ran, she panted out loud.

Looking back subconsciously, I hadn't seen the elevator for a long time.

But her heart was still jumping.

I felt a little annoyed again.

Why is he so weak? Isn't it a good idea? If you see him again, you will either be calm or indifferent to passers-by.

Thinking of her own performance and reaction just now, Yun Ran spurned herself a little bit.

But she was a little clearer, and when she saw that person again, she didn't feel tempted at all.

My heart is full of disgust.

A tingling sensation came from the palm of her hand, Yun Ran looked down, her palm was a little red.

"However, I'm not too bad, at least I slapped him."

The little girl was comforted instantly, but she suddenly remembered, why did she see that **** in the Yun Group?

According to his cousin Yunze's temperament, he really wouldn't let the **** Qi Hanjiang enter the Yun Group.

Yun Ran was puzzled when her cell phone rang. It was a call from her parents asking when she would go back to the old house together.

"Oh, right now."

She shook her head, temporarily putting the matter behind her head.

Yunze, who had just returned home over there, saw that Lin Rui was not sleeping, but bread dumplings in the kitchen.

Yunze leaned at the door, watching Jian Xiu, who danced with swords and spears, was now making dumplings in that tranquility.

He found that regardless of his master's style of painting, he was too rare.

Lin Rui knew when Yunze came back.

She said without turning her head, "Hurry up and help."

"What do you do with so many dumplings?" Yunze asked as he walked over, untied the sleeves of his shirt and rolled it up, revealing his white wrists.

After he washed his hands, he came to Lin Rui's side.

Lin Rui sighed lightly, "When I was in a bad mood, I liked to go out and find someone to fight with a sharp edge. But this world is not suitable for venting like this."

"Xiao Rui, why are you in a bad mood? Who offended you?" Yun Ze asked nervously.

At all times, he regarded Lin Rui's everything as more important than anything else.

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