Senior Sister, run away after teasing

Xie Nianhua was a little hairy from Qin Moran's stare, and there were two vague gazes beside her. She subconsciously took a sip of the coffee bought by Zhou Mo, and frowned at the boiling hot coffee, subconsciously wanting to vomit He came out, but swallowed it again out of face.

Her tongue was burning hot, and tears were about to roll down. Qin Moran handed over the ice cube thoughtfully. She just wanted to remind Xie Nianhua to come, but Xie Nianhua's movements were too fast, which made her seem to have a plan. The sentence is the same.

Xie Nianhua took the ice cubes with his big tongue, stuffed two pieces into his mouth, and muttered thanks.

The ice cubes stimulated the mouth, and the coldness hit the forehead, Xie Nianhua suddenly woke up, slapped his forehead and said vaguely: "I see, this matter has something to do with the teacher's wife, she must have acted, otherwise she wouldn't have acted so vigorously. "

Speaking of this, Xie Nianhua smiled gloatingly: "I don't know which unlucky person is going to be unlucky, but dare to make a fuss about Wang Feng. Although there are elements of flattery in it, the teacher never looks at these things. When it comes to her husband, whether it's a human or a ghost, she has to shed a layer of skin."

The coffee cup in Qin Moran's hand was pinched and deformed. The hot coffee slid down on the back of her hand, and the brown coffee dripped onto the ground along the back of her hand. The back of her white hand was scorched red. She didn't seem to feel it.

The unlucky person Xie Nianhua was talking about was actually her. If that person hadn't touched someone who shouldn't, Qin Moran would definitely be entangled. Even with the protection of Yang Yuexue and Su Chuci, it would be impossible for him to escape unscathed.

Su Chu frowned, carefully pulled out the deformed coffee cup in Qin Moran's hand, wrapped the ice cubes with his shirt sleeve, and gently touched the back of Qin Moran's red hand.

The brown coffee was sucked into the white shirt with the touch of the ice cubes, until the coffee on the back of the hand was completely absorbed by the shirt, Su Chuci rolled up the soiled sleeve, and changed the other sleeve to wrap the ice cube gently Gotta touch.

Fortunately, the temperature in the room is very high, otherwise the ice cubes in my hands would definitely stick to my hands.

The cold touch passed over the back of the hand, Qin Moran frowned slightly, and wanted to withdraw his arm but was held tightly by Su Chuci: "Don't move."

Qin Moran pursed her lips. She wanted to say it was okay, but the words were swallowed again. Seeing Su Chuci with a serious face, she felt very uncomfortable.

The burning skin brushed against the faint coldness, Su Chuci's movements were gentle, the low temperature from the ice cube wrapped in the shirt carried a trace of humidity, the high temperature in the room made the ice cube melt faster, and the back of the hand seemed to be wrapped in a layer In the faint mist.

"Okay, thank you, I'm fine." Qin Moran couldn't take it anymore, she pulled her hand back vigorously, turned her head to one side, suppressed her emotions vigorously, and kept her tears from falling.

Su Chuci froze her hands in mid-air, staring at Qin Moran's side face in a daze. She and Yang Yuexue had been analyzing data and making phone calls just now, without noticing Qin Moran's mood at all.

Although she was deeply involved in this matter, she was only ridiculed in a few words without pain, but Qin Moran was different. Every sentence was like a red-hot knife falling on the skin. It seemed to be light and fluffy, but it made people's skin bruised, and left indelible scars on the wound.

The keyboard man's words are like the wind blowing in the eyes of netizens. Hearing it is just a joke. He didn't know that these remarks would bring deep harm to the people at that time.

The hotspots on Weibo have been updated, and the keyboard warriors sharpened their swords and started to attack with sharp words. They thought they were the messengers of justice on the Internet and led ignorant netizens to linger.

Su Chuci took out his mobile phone and made a call. He stood quietly by the bed and looked at the packed reporters below. Even the equipment was set up in the opposite building.

Fortunately, they have one-way glass here, so they can see clearly from the inside, but only blurred figures can be seen from the outside, so they don't have to worry about being secretly photographed.

Xie Nianhua couldn't bear this kind of atmosphere, these gossip news were not worth mentioning to her, she was already used to the title of Sea King.

Standing up from the window sill, Xie Nianhua stretched, walked to the sofa and sat next to Qin Moran, hooked Qin Moran's shoulder and sighed, "Netizens are just like grass on the wall, don't take what they say to heart, If you are not happy, you will be fooled by some people, and you will take these words to praise you, and others will not eat grapes and say grapes are sour."

Qin Moran's body was stiff, her teeth were about to bite her lips, and she blinked her eyes hard with a hint of crying in her voice, then shook her head: "Sister, I'm fine, but I feel a little uncomfortable."

Xie Nianhua knows this feeling very well. She came here like this back then. When she was wronged for the first time, she felt extremely wronged. She tried her best to refute. The more she refuted, the more excited she became. Kong does not give up.

Back then, she was not as strong as Qin Moran, and she wailed and cried for several days before recovering, until she participated in the event with a tired body, and was questioned by a sharp-tongued reporter, who accused her of guilt every word.

Xie Nianhua was angry at the time. She was a little princess who was spoiled since she was a child. When did she receive such treatment? These potbellied company bosses are not even worthy of carrying shoes at her house. Do they need to catch up and kneel and lick them?

The reporter who conducted the verbal trial on Xie Nianhua had long since disappeared from the circle. Since then, no one dared to question Xie Nianhua, and could only give her a piece of frivolous news from time to time. As long as Xie Nianhua's bottom line is not touched, she will not get angry.

And Xie Nianhua's bottom line is: You can't say whose bed Xie Nianhua climbed into, only who climbed into Xie Nianhua's bed.

In fact, no one knew that since then, Xie Nianhua didn't care about fame at all. After all, she took the road of the entertainment industry. Entertainment and entertainment are of course entertaining the public. Why bother in this industry if you don't care about it.

Xie Nianhua didn't know how to comfort Qin Moran. She couldn't figure out this kind of thing. It was useless for anyone to say. She patted Qin Moran on the shoulder and said, "Give me your coat, and I'll attract the paparazzi away. .”

"Don't say no, this situation is a piece of cake for me. Don't they just like to take pictures? Then let them take pictures." Xie Nianhua held Qin Moran down, blocking what she wanted to say.

Qin Moran looked at Xie Nianhua with wet eyes, stubbornness written all over her face, she didn't want Xie Nianhua to be a shield, this matter was obviously aimed at her, so she could only sit dryly and wait for others to save her, in her heart A deep sense of powerlessness.

What did you say that you wanted to go to the top by yourself, but you didn't expect that you fell a big somersault just as you took the first step, your legs fell into the mud, and you dragged Su Chuci into a scandal, and you had to let someone else wipe your ass/ass.

After Qin Moran really left Su Chuci, she didn't even know a fart, she wanted to kick any cat or dog.

Xie Nianhua was a little flustered by Qin Moran's look. Tears were about to fall from her big watery eyes. She was the last thing to comfort others, so she could only bite the bullet and grab Qin Moran's coat, tilting her head and shouting: "My surname Su's, Moran is in your hands, take care of her, I'll go down and take the dog skin plaster away."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed one with each hand, buckled Qin Moran's coat on the assistant, and dragged Zhou Mo out.

The assistant skillfully put on Qin Moran's coat, pulled the zipper to the highest position, took out the mask and put it on, silently put on the sunglasses, and the hat tightly covered his forehead, as if he had practiced countless times.

Qin Moran nodded in satisfaction, and pulled Zhou Mo over to let her support the assistant to lower her head, and also put on a mask, and she also put on the mask pretendingly, ready to walk out in a big way.

Su Chuci followed and ran out, while ordering the security downstairs to protect the three of Xie Nianhua, she also strode beside Xie Nianhua, trying to reach out and grab Xie Nianhua, but Xie Nianhua withdrew her hand like an electric shock , A red cloud flashed across the face under the mask, but it was a pity that it was blocked by the mask, and Yang Yuexue couldn't see it at all.

When Yang Yuexue left, she greeted Su Chuci. Su Chuci nodded while talking on the phone, but her eyes fell on Qin Moran who was sitting sideways on the sofa.

The phone call only took a few minutes, but Qin Moran felt like a century had passed, sitting on the soft sofa felt like being pricked by needles, she didn't want to stay here, the air here was suffocating.

Although she couldn't hear the noisy voices of the people downstairs, her ears seemed to be wrapped in obscenities, and her head was buzzing and hurting.

Su Chuci came over and hugged Qin Moran tightly in his arms, and said with a choked voice, "I'm sorry, I failed to protect you well."

Qin Moran couldn't hold back the tears anymore, she couldn't say a word, but shook her head vigorously.

"Let's leave here first. Xie Nianhua has already attracted the reporters downstairs, and they haven't reacted yet." Su Chuci gently patted Qin Moran's back, and whispered in her ear.

Lou Zishu prepared his clothes and waited at the door. When the two came out, he handed over the clothes: "Boss, I'll go downstairs to check first."

Su Chuci nodded, took out the clothes from the bag, put them on Qin Moran directly, tied her long black straight and smooth hair into a ponytail, covered her face with big black-rimmed glasses, and the pullover was crooked Wearing a tie, he looks like a high school student.

Su Chuci was very satisfied with this attire. She covered her wavy hair with a fisherman's hat, covered her figure with a wide black gown, and hung a cross in front of her body.

After finishing dressing up, I received a call from Lou Zishu: The boss still has a few sneaky people downstairs, who seem to be paparazzi, and their eyes look at the elevator from time to time.

"The paparazzi are also squatting in the dark of the garage. I saw more paparazzi than the paparazzi in the hall. I was not noticed by them." Lou Zishu sneaked into the corner and reported to Su Chuci carefully.

Their cars are parked in the garage, and most of the paparazzi are squatting beside the car. They want to wait and see.