Ou Ruoyi stood on the stairs staring at Leng Shumo with her eyes fixed, and the two words drama exploded all the consciousness in her mind like a bomb, and all the consciousness was only the two words drama.

Oh, drama, calligraphy, in your eyes, am I just a drama? But I've worked hard for so many years, and I'm not coming back to listen to you say the word drama.

The teeth bit the already trembling lips, and Ou Ruoyi could even feel the smell of blood in her mouth, and stepped down the stairs indifferently•; ・・・・・

"Ah•; ・・・・・”

A piercing scream pierced the silence, Ou Ruoyi's body shook, his feet were empty, and he stepped on the stairs as soon as he stepped into the air, and the whole person flew down directly from the bottom of the stairs•...

"Ruoyi, be careful!"

Ou Ruoyi's blank head was filled with these four words, and the whole person rolled down the stairs, and at the last moment his arms were grabbed by a pair of powerful arms, and there was a click under his feet, and it was obvious that his feet were broken.

"How?" Leng Shumo held her up, barely leaning on the handrail of the stairs, frowning and speaking, but his eyes inadvertently glanced at Wen Wan who was looking at them with wide eyes, "Is it called Wei?" ”

There was such an obvious sound just now, it must have been a misalignment of the bones, such a high staircase fell, if it wasn't for his fast movements, it would be as simple as a broken foot.

Ou Ruoyi looked at her with straight eyes, and her originally sad eyes were suddenly full of brightness, no matter how you look at it, it was a surprise from this fall, Ou Ruoyi did not answer his words, but hugged his waist fiercely, tightly, the strength was enough to make a man feel a little heavy.

"Shumo, are you concerned about me?" Ou Ruoyi's happy voice actually had a stalk, "I knew you were angry with me, you still have mine in your heart, right?" ”

Hehe, still have her in my heart? Ou Ruoyi, where do you get your confidence?

Leng Shumo glanced at the person holding her tightly in his arms, and the corners of his mouth curled coldly: "If it's okay, let it go, although there is no paparazzi here, but Miss Ou is holding me like this in public, I'm afraid it's worth you!" ”

"I don't care, Shumo, you care about me!" Ou Ruoyi hugged him tightly as if she was stimulated, and the corners of her mouth murmured, as if she was talking to herself and to him.

Wen Wan thinks that this scene is really the most classic picture in the novel of words and deeds, the two people who are obviously affectionate, are so lingering and compassionate, and they are still so masochistic and abused, oh, by the way, there are more scenes in those brain-dead dramas at eight o'clock, Wen Wan is even wondering if it is necessary to match the classic music to set off this scene more beautifully...

However, if this kind of picture is staged in the drama, it is sadistic at best, and when it is staged by these two live-action versions, how can Wen Wan feel so sadistic when she looks at it?

Forget it, out of sight is clean, what a good opportunity to rebuild the old one, Wen Wan laughed at herself and walked away, but there was a thunderous roar behind her.

"Wen Wan, you dare to go!"

Heh, why didn't she dare to go, joke, it wasn't she who pushed his little Qingmei down the stairs, Wen Wan ignored him, and continued to stride forward with her head held high.

Leng Shumo really couldn't stand this woman's temper, just looking at her virtue and the little caution in his heart, he had already guessed that if he let her go away like this, he would definitely say that he would come back at night and move back to live or something.

Just thinking about it gave me a headache, looking at the background where she was fading away, he quickly broke the human hand that was lying on his waist, pushed it away, strode after him, and dragged the person over without saying a word.

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