Chapter 1008: Baby, I'll Help You Take a Bath (4)

Don't miss the opportunity, even if you can't shoot the picture of Luo Yangyang and Fengsheng in the same frame, if you can shoot Luo Yangyang coming out of the Public Security Bureau, it will be very exciting.

Several reporters are staying here, just to see who can shoot in higher definition, and the pictures they shoot are more tricky.

Through an iron bar, Luo Yangyang had not even come out of the door, and reporters rushed over to block her.

Looking at the crazy crowd that suddenly appeared on the originally quiet road, Luo Yangyang's pace of walking out was so frightened that he immediately stopped.

"Damn!"

Wan Ze, who had always left a calm impression on Luo Yangyang, looked at the crazy reporters who blocked the door of the Public Security Bureau, and he suddenly scolded in a low voice.

Wan Ze's scolding caused Luo Yangyang to look at him in astonishment.

Just now, this handsome and calm handsome policeman was scolding?

"Don't go out yet."

Those reporters outside were like eating Luo Yangyang, Wan Ze didn't force Luo Yangyang out like this.

Wan Ze only learned that Luo Yangyang had also acted and was a small actor, relying on the background of the Feng family, she had a lot of background.

is still a well-known actor now, and this influence is indeed troublesome enough.

"Luo Yangyang, may I ask why you were arrested?"

"Luo Yangyang, is the person who came to pick you up your eldest brother? Are you just brother and sister? ”

"Do you have any ulterior private relationship with your eldest brother?"

“……”

Many reporters rushed to the iron gate as they ran, stretched out the topic one by one, and asked questions loudly to Luo Yangyang inside.

The canonized car was parked outside the door, and a reporter slapped the horse wind in the driver's seat, presumably thinking that the other party was canonized.

"Someone is making trouble outside the door, bring a team out!"

Wan Ze stood next to Luo Yangyang, holding his mobile phone to his ear, looking at the reporter buzzing like a fly outside the door, he called someone.

Luo Yangyang glanced at Wan Ze a few more times, did Wan Ze want to help her get rid of the reporter?

Through the reporters lying on the iron bar, Luo Yangyang craned his neck to look at the black car.

She could only see the horse wind in the driver's seat, no one in the passenger seat, and she couldn't see clearly if there was anyone in the back.