The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

Journalists spread out a little.

Su Yan looked at Zhou Huan and made a noise

“Take your sunglasses and I'll take you away. ”

Zhou Huan's eyes were red and he was already on the brink of endurance.

The sound of Su Smoke, like redeeming her, leaves this sinful place.

Zhou Huan quickly grabbed Su Yan's hand.

Su Cigarette instinct has to be thrown away.

But it quickly got under control.

She grabbed Zhou Huan and asked.

“Out or in the elevator? ”

Su Smoke was very thin, but her voice was too steady.

I can't help but believe it.

Especially now when Zhou Yuan is in a panic and helpless situation.

“Get out, I'm getting out of here. ”

Strong to cry.

Su Yan pulled Zhou Huan out.

There's a press bee jamming.

But any microphone or camera that reaches Zhou Huan's side, is shot off by Su Yan.

They want to stop.

Su smoked a lot. After making a slight move, he dialed to the side.

Get out of the way.

Been out of the hotel.

Zhou Yuan said quickly

“I drove here, my car's on the left. ”

Su Yan went to the left, and none of the reporters could help.

It can't be stopped.

Soon Zhou Huan came to the car and got in the car.

Finally, some reporters can't help it.

“Hey, little sister, mind your own business. ”

Su Yan glanced at the man.

She was filmed on all sides.

She saw the sound.

“I'm not a star, I'm a vegetarian, and you're shooting now, violating my portrait rights. ”

There was a reporter sniffing.

Portrait rights?

Really like a celebrity.

Su Yan watched as they were still filming her, even getting worse.

The light flashes.

And then...

Su Smoke raised his hand, starting with the nearest one.

Dang it.

The camera fell to the ground, with great force and instantaneous fragmentation.

Follow me, one, two, three, four.

She seemed to have more than a swimming edge, not quite as fast.

But only the reporters there understood that they hadn't had time to react.

The camera was taken and dropped on the floor.

There's a reporter who can't help it.

“Hey, little girl, you know what you call behavior? This is called deliberate destruction of other people's property. ”

Su Yan, look at her.

“You can sue me. ”

“You!! ”

Female journalists can't speak up.

A male journalist couldn't help but whisper and do it.

“Bitch! Who told you to fall? ”

Then, he turned to Su Smoke's face.

Su Yan raised his hand and shouted.

A shoulder fell, easily dropping a person on the floor.

With such a show of hands, those angry, silly, moving journalists, no one dares to say anything before they go up.

No wonder there are two brushes.

Zhou Yuan shakes down the glass

“Get in the car. ”

Su Yan pulled the co-pilot apart and sat up.

Follow, the car grows.

Only a reporter scolding himself with a fallen machine.

The car drove out and Zhou Yuan's eyes were red, because she was angry with the reporters and the steering wheel was shaking.

Su Yan took a look and shouted.

“Relax, be safe, watch the road. ”

Her words fell and Zhou Huan returned to God.

With his hands around the steering wheel, he finally flattened out.

The car stopped in front of the red and green light. Zhou Huan made a noise

“Thank you.”

Su Cigarette nodded.

Even if I accept her thanks.

Until the car went out a long way.

Zhou Yuan's mood seems to be recovering.

Tears spinning around the orbit finally returned.

“Hello, my name is Zhou Yuan. You know me, right? ”

Su Smoke nodded

“Know."

Last week, after all, it was a task of its own.

Nature knows.