When the driver heard that his head was full of black lines, he didn't hear that his wife was so excited to come out to catch the adulterer.

"Brother Mu, let's go over there and take the elevator." Ruan Manjun took advantage of the strength of the wine to rub directly against Mu Zhuoyao.

Some reporters saw the scene and grabbed their cameras and snapped a few photos, intending to write about breaking news.

Mu Zhuoyao's face was expressionless, pursed his lips, and always maintained an attitude of not kissing men and women, and separated Ruan Manjun with his hands.

When Yan Huaiqing arrived at the banquet hall, he happened to see Mu Zhuoyao helping Ruan Manjun's back onto the elevator.

Yan Huaiqing hurriedly rushed in to block the door of the elevator, but he was a step too late.

"Really, I really want to go up and open a room." Yan Huaiqing couldn't help but spit on Mu Zhuoyao.

Men are really big pigs' trotters, they can't believe it, and they don't care about the beauty in their arms.

A sharp-eyed little reporter was a little familiar with Yan Huaiqing, and she also went to interview Yan Huaiqing that day, but because she had just interned, she didn't have the opportunity to get close to talking, so she only looked at it from a distance.

But the little reporter has a super good memory, and Yan Huaiqing's face still remembers it clearly, so he quietly followed.

"Ding." Another elevator is finally here.

Yan Huaiqing had just made a note of the floor where they had parked and followed.

"Brother Mu, my feet hurt, can you hug me?" Ruan Manjun turned sideways to Mu Zhuoyao, and Yu Guang just saw Yan Huaiqing looking left and right at the corner looking for someone.

So his feet were crooked, and he collapsed softly on Mu Zhuoyao's chest.

Mu Zhuoyao's face became even more gloomy, and his brows were about to be wrinkled together. The body was somewhat resistant to contact with Ruan Manjun.

"It's almost there." Mu Zhuoyao's face was already blackened into carbon.

Ruan Manjun also heard Mu Zhuoyao's cold tone, and he was not entangled.

I pulled out my room key card and opened the door to my room.

At that moment, Ruan Manjun quickly hooked Mu Zhuoyao's neck, turned around and led him into the room.

From Yan Huaiqing's point of view, it looks like a couple in love arrived at the door of the hotel room and couldn't wait to get in and make love.

Yan Huaiqing's eyes showed anger, he lifted the skirt and trotted up, took off his high heels, and almost looked up to the sky and howled, why did he still wear an evening dress.

I'm not here to walk the red carpet!

The little reporter who came up behind Yan Huaiqing also quickly followed.

"Knock knock" Yan Huaiqing knocked on the door very unceremoniously.

After waiting for two long minutes, no one came to open the door, and Yan Huaiqing knocked hard again.

The little reporter behind her was hiding in the corner and wanted to come out to help her kick the door together, and the main palace knocked at the door, and I didn't know what I was doing inside.

"Open the door! Open the door! Yan Huaiqing didn't want to be polite anymore and shouted.

Anyway, she and Mu Zhuoyao are also a legitimate husband and wife, and she was caught in the same room with others and didn't come out, this is not a TV series.

This scene is almost like the scene where Aunt Xue knocks on the door.

The little reporter was taking pictures in the back, and he was also a little flustered, not knowing what would happen next.

"Let it go!" Mu Zhuoyao roared in a low voice, his eyes were already impatient that could not be concealed.

I don't know where Ruan Manjun got so much strength, he kept holding his neck, like a fast kraft candy, and he couldn't pull it off.

And Ruan Manjun used the strength of the wine, but he refused to let go.

Let Yan Huaiqing knock on the door.

Mu Zhuoyao obviously also heard Yan Huaiqing's voice, and his eyes darkened, why did she come.

looked at Ruan Manjun on the bed again, his eyes narrowed, and he suddenly understood a little in his heart.

finally knew why Ruan Manjun had to let him send her to the room, it turned out that everything was arranged.

I want to show Yan Huaiqing this scene.

Mu Zhuoyao's eyes were full of coldness, and his handsome face was full of anger that had been teased, and he tore off Ruan Manjun with force, and strode towards the door.

"Open the door, open it..." Yan Huaiqing was hanging the door hard, and in the middle of his words, his fist smashed into a hard chest, and he raised his eyes to see Mu Zhuoyao's calm face, staring at himself, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Yan Huaiqing thought that Mu Zhuoyao was going to blame her for ruining her good deeds, so she retracted her hand, took a step back silently, swallowed her saliva, and dared to ask, "What are you doing inside?!" This, it hasn't come out for so long. ”

Mu Zhuoyao was silent, looked at Yan Huaiqing, and frowned when he saw her unshoed feet.

At this time, the little reporter silently stretched out his head and took out his mobile phone to quietly take a photo.

"Get out of the way, I'm going to go in and have a look." Yan Huaiqing saw that Mu Zhuoyao didn't dare to speak, and his momentum became a little bigger.

After all, it is the main room, and I am afraid that Ruan Manjun will not succeed. Even if Mu Zhuoyao is angry, he is also the one who is reasonable.

Mu Zhuoyao didn't move, his whole body blocked the door, and said, "Go back." ”

Yan Huaiqing was unhappy with Mu Zhuoyao's attitude, obviously he had done something wrong, and he was so arrogant.

"It hurts, Brother Mu, you hurt people." Just as the two were at a stalemate at the door, Ruan Manjun shook his soft waist and shook to the door.

Yan Huaiqing's eyes were about to pop out, Ruan Manjun's dress was already messy, and his wrists were still a little bruised.

It should have just been vigorously dragged away by Mu Zhuoyao.

But Yan Huaiqing didn't think so, raised his frosty eyes, stared at Mu Zhuoyao, and said mockingly, "You guys are in a hurry, so many reporters downstairs dare to commit crimes against the wind." ”

"Yan Huaiqing, why are you here? Things are not what you think, you listen to me. Ruan Manjun pretended to be innocent, Chu Chu said pitifully, and looked at the corner of the corridor with his spare eyes.

Mu Zhuoyao's angular face became secretive, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The little reporter who took pictures in the back also held his breath in this depressing atmosphere, and was hit by his wife, and asked in person, President Mu would not be mad, I heard that he was not very good-tempered.

"Explain? How else do you want to explain, do you want to tell me that you are working on the script in the room? Yan Huaiqing said sarcastically.

"It's me who is a little drunk, don't blame Brother Mu, it's all my fault." Ruan Manjun's eyes quickly filled with tears, worthy of being an actor.

"Go back!" Mu Zhuoyao did not explain too much, did not deny or admit it.

"Why was I broken, and I was in a hurry to go back, if I didn't come, did you plan not to go back?" Yan Huaiqing thought of that text message and showed no mercy.

Mu Zhuoyao clenched his fists, his knuckles were pinched and gurgling, and his eyes looked at Ruan Manjun, who was wronged and tearful, with deep eyes.

looked at Yan Huaiqing in front of him who blushed angrily and questioned him, and the next second he suddenly picked up Yan Huaiqing with one hand, took out his mobile phone with the other, and called, "Drive the car to the back door, quickly." ”

It happened so suddenly, not only did Ruan Manjun not react, but Yan Huaiqing was stunned, and he was stunned for two seconds before he struggled desperately and shouted, "Mu Zhuoyao, you let me down, I haven't finished talking yet." ”

"Quiet." The big palm fell on Yan Huaiqing's ass lightly or heavily.

The evening dress was just a thin layer of silk, and the temperature of Mu Zhuoyao's palm quickly spread to Yan Huaiqing's whole body.

Yan Huaiqing's face blushed to the root of his ears, and he said angrily, "Don't go too far, let me go." ”