"Phoenix Hotel, 3608!"

When he received this text message, Ye Ange was squatting at the door looking for another high heel that had been thrown somewhere.

Last night, I accompanied Gu Yiting to a drinking party, stepped on high heels all night, and when I came back, everyone was tired and lay down, and kicked the shoes on my feet casually, which is reasonable to find.

"Beware of the death of the exhausted!"

Replying to the other party's WeChat, Ye Ange simply stopped bothering to find it, stepped on a pair of flat bottoms and went out.

I went to the underwear store to buy a set of women's underwear, and then ran next door to pick out a dress and shoes, and drove to the Phoenix Hotel non-stop.

At this time, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and Ye Ange was already sleepy.

"Xiao Yezi, hurry up, there are reporters here!"

The phone was connected, and Gu Yiting's tone changed. Ye Ange knew that the situation was not good, and rushed out with a throttle.

Ye Ange climbed the stairs up because she had seen several reporters enter the elevator just now. The stairs weren't very safe, though, and the higher she climbed, the closer the sound got to her.

"This time it's big news, the pure jade girl Liu Jingjing and the rich young hotel are entangled for a day and a night, it's exciting to think about!"

The man's voice can be described as extremely disgusting, in fact, Ye Ange is even more disgusting is Gu Yiting, who knows how to sleep with women all day long, and is worthy of being a famous playboy.

The reporters probably didn't know where Gu Yiting was on the floor, and it wasn't until Ye Ange arrived at the door of 3608 that they heard someone coming in this direction.

"Little leaf, you're here!"

Naturally, it was Gu Yiting who opened the door, with a smile on his demonic face, his bare upper body covered with bright red marks, and the dense strawberries around his neck, which made Ye Ange's scalp numb.

"The battle is fierce!"

Gu Yiting pointed to the reporters who were getting closer and closer, pulled Ye Ange in, and closed the door.

"It's quite intense!"

Glancing at the clothes scattered on the ground and Liu Jingjing, who was still asleep on the bed, Ye Ange nodded.

Leaving the underwear, Ye Ange quickly changed into the pink dress he just bought, which was the same as Liu Jingjing.

"Come on!"

Giving Ye Ange a gesture, Gu Yiting actually jumped back on the bed in front of Ye Ange.

"Get out!"

Ye Ange was rude, it was not the first time she had done this kind of rescue thing, and she wanted to kill the person concerned every time.

"Anqi, I'll be at the back door right away!"

When Ye Ange went out, there was just someone around the corner, she said this deliberately, and then lowered her glasses and looked left and right, and then wrapped the silk scarf around her neck around her whole little face.

The reporters naturally knew that An Qi was Liu Jingjing's agent, and they would hear excitement flashing in their eyes and rush over with their cameras.

"Liu Jingjing is here, everyone catch up."

"Ahh

Ye Ange did a full set of acts, and after snorting, he began to run to the other end of the corridor.

The reporters came prepared, and soon flanked back and forth.

In order to give Gu Yiting enough time to retreat, Ye Ange ran up the stairs with his legs, pretending to call Anqi as he ran.

"Anqi, there are so many reporters here, save me!"

Liu Jingjing's voice is very easy to imitate, if she hadn't deliberately pretended to be, Ye Ange would not have succeeded so easily.

Coincidentally, when Ye Ange was running on an unknown floor, the door of a room was opened.

If it weren't for Ye Ange's unwillingness to be besieged by reporters, she wouldn't have rushed in. But the result of this rush is an even more tragic situation.

"Fu Chen, it's Fu Chenye!"

Ye Ange hit a wall of flesh, and then the other party fell gorgeously, and when she came to her senses, she heard reporters who were even more excited than just now.

Ye Ange raised his head, and what he saw was the handsome face that had been kissed by an angel, and a pair of peach blossom eyes did not have half a mother, but had a few different charms.

In the end, the actor-level man flashed with embarrassment and shock, squinting at Ye Ange, as if the group of reporters behind him did not exist.