The paparazzi raised the camera and shot at Pei Jingyue: "It's you, Jiang Mian's boyfriend, take a quick shot." ”

“……”

Pei Jingyue almost didn't hit the cannon.

The security guard saw that he was about to catch up, and the paparazzi pushed away the two people in front of him and rushed upstairs.

"No! Sleep is in danger! ”

When Jiang Mian carried her skirt to the corner of the sixth floor, she didn't know which box to enter for a while.

The two of them didn't make it clear.

"Chuanzi, don't play, don't play, go to the toilet and light a cigarette slowly."

In the distance, the door of a box suddenly opened, and a man came out.

This man......

Kind of familiar.

Chuanzi.

Su Yuchuan?

Jiang Mian moved and walked over there with the hem of his skirt.

"Look, Jiang Mian!"

The paparazzi watched panting to the sixth floor, and saw Jiang Mian carrying his skirt into a box, and the two of them ran over directly.

In the box, everyone was a little surprised by the sudden woman.

Who is it?

I didn't see it clearly.

Jiang Mian glanced around, and his eyes fell on the familiar figure on the sofa: "Fu Sichen!" ”

I didn't expect to meet Fu Sichen here.

She immediately stepped forward and grabbed Fu Sichen's arm, as if she saw a life-saving straw: "The paparazzi chase me, my husband saves me~"

Groove ?!!

Husband!!!

Except for Su Yuchuan, everyone else present didn't know what Mrs. Fu looked like.

I didn't know where to look for a while.

The woman's fragrance came to her nostrils, her eyelashes drooped, her eyes were flushed, her whole breath was still a little anxious, and her little face was full of nervousness and worry.

Fu Sichen stared at the woman in his arms with dark eyes like the deep sea, his expression moved slightly, and he just wanted to speak, but the door opened again-

！！！

"Jiang Mian is here!"

Jiang Mian was so frightened that he drilled directly into Fu Sichen's arms, and reached out to pull Fu Sichen's suit to cover himself.

The small mouth said: "I can't see me, I can't see my ......"

"Fu Sichen, you block it tightly."

The two paparazzi gritted their teeth and broke in, since they were all knives on their necks, it was better to risk their lives.

Maybe you can turn your bike into a motorcycle.

There were all figures with heads and faces, and they trembled a little with fright at the eyes of the pair of people in front of them.

These are all these people......

Until they saw the cold and indifferent face sitting on the sofa, the light hit his face, revealing a thin and cool breath.

！！！

Fu Sichen!!

And the woman in his arms, the dress they couldn't be more familiar with.

The paparazzi rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Damn, they don't have flowers in their eyes.

This is Jiang Mian and Mr. Fu?!!!

Fu Sichen stretched out his hand to play with Jiang Mian's hair, and his voice was a little cold: "Don't shoot?" ”

The two paparazzi directly lowered their heads and shook their heads desperately.

If you want to say that the most terrifying person in Beicheng now is Fu Sichen.

Within a few months of taking office, his methods were circulated in private, and everyone listened to them.

I can't afford to provoke it, and I don't dare to provoke it at all.

Fu Sichen pinched Jiang Mian's thin waist, picked up the woman in his arms directly, and walked straight out: "You go on." ”

Xu Lai stayed very interestingly, and the paparazzi probably still had a photo of his wife in his hand, which had to be dealt with.

In this way, the group watched Fu Sichen and Jiang Mian leave, and even Su Lixing and Pei Jingyue only saw a back when they arrived.

The few unsuspecting people left stared.

Wasn't that Jiang Mian just now?

That's right, an actress who is quite popular now.

She and Mr. Fu?

Mrs. Fu??

Everyone felt that they had eaten a terrible melon.

(End of chapter)