Fast Transmigration: Protect our villain boss

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry." The woman squeezed into the elevator smiled apologetically at Luo Miao.

As a heroine, she is indeed beautiful.

Her long black hair set off her slapped face as white as jade, her facial features were exquisite, and her deep brown eyes were glowing with moisture.

The professional suit fully outlines her curvaceous figure, coupled with her youthful face that has not been deeply involved in the world, it is unique.

The author of "Deep Love Like the Sea" spent a lot of gorgeous writing to describe the heroine's aura that makes men want to move. At first, Luo Miao couldn't understand those overly exaggerated words.

It is better to be famous than to meet, and now she feels that those explicit descriptions are quite appropriate.

This girl is really eye-catching.

Fu Beiyang has no humanity, so he can abuse such a delicate flower.

Ding--

The elevator door opened and someone stood in front of it.

Luo Miao saw the surprise on Jiang Xinghuan's face.

She looked up, meeting his eyes.

Another handsome man, this was Luo Miao's first thought.

He seemed to be in a bad mood, which was the second thought that popped up.

I seem to know him?

The third must be an illusion, the memory of the original owner is no one who is more handsome than Fu Beiyang.

They looked at each other for about [-] seconds and then looked away at the same time.

The handsome man stood there like a rock, Jiang Xinghuan couldn't help asking: "Are you coming in?"

The looming cold light poured out from his eyes, Luo Miao sensitively noticed that his mood seemed to be getting worse.

He's so unhappy, he probably won't come in.

Maybe this person is a clean freak and doesn't like to share an elevator with other people.

Luo Miao thought.

Of course, he was slapped in the face in the next second.

He came in.

He actually came in?

Luo Miao didn't know what she was making a fuss about, but soon she figured it out.

This is the damn charm of the heroine.

The quiet atmosphere revealed a trace of depression. Jiang Xinghuan felt that there were two different auras oppressing her behind her. She tried to alleviate the awkward atmosphere of the song, cleared her throat and asked the man, "Are you going to the top floor too?"

The handsome man hummed indifferently.

All three of them went to the top floor, but no one knew anyone.

Jiang Xinghuan felt even more embarrassed.

Of course, she was the only one who had such embarrassing thoughts.

Luo Miao just wanted to go up to deliver the meal quickly, and by the way, slap Jiang Xinghuan in front of Fu Beiyang after completing the task and go home to sleep, while the beautiful boy had been in a daze since he came in.

boom--

The elevator suddenly shook.

"ah!"

Luo Miao immediately grabbed the handrail to stabilize her body, and the other hand grabbed the heroine whose knee was about to touch the ground.

"Thank you." Jiang Xinghuan took a deep breath, and thanked Luo Miao weakly.

"En." Luo Miao withdrew her hands, her voice was calm, "It's not moving."

"It should be a power outage." The man's voice floated leisurely without a trace of waves.

The emergency light above his head shone in this narrow space. He embraced his hands, and the black hair covered his black eyes and blocked all emotions.

Luo Miao turned her head and saw the coldness in the corner of his eyes.

"Something fell." The man felt Luo Miao's scrutinizing gaze, raised his head slightly, and said to her with an imperceptible arc at the corner of his mouth.

"My Profile!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Xinghuan squatted down anxiously, frantically picking up the scattered papers on the floor.

Luo Miao who almost squatted down to pick up something: ...

Don't worry, she thought the handsome man was talking about herself.

When the heroine was in a hurry to pick up something, Luo Miao looked up at the top of the elevator, feeling very helpless.

The heroine and the vicious female partner are trapped in the elevator at the same time, there is no such paragraph in it.

By the way, who is this man?