Gu Xingze did not react. He stumbled a few steps and raised his head. He saw a tall and surly figure walking quickly to Yun Shishi's side.

Mu Yazhe?

How could he be here?

At the moment, everyone on the field was stunned.

Rao is Yan Bingqing is also white face to stand in place, how can she think of, this cloud poem so weak, just a few slaps, fainted!

But she didn't think about how much strength she had in each slap.

Can ordinary people bear it?

Field notes and assistants all surround yunshishi. Muxi squats aside and is at a loss. Looking at yunshishi's red, swollen and bloody cheek, she starts to cry sadly, touches her mobile phone with trembling hands and dials the ambulance number.

Muyazhe, with a fierce anger, suddenly pushed the crowd away and leaned slightly to embrace Yunshi poetry in his arms.

The long fingers caressed her red and swollen cheek, just standing at his angle, I couldn't see her whole face at all, just thought her face was ugly, I thought it was acting!

He could hear the slap in the ear. He saw her fainting on the ground. His heart and mouth seemed to suffocate. It was hard to breathe!

Then, my heart was filled with uncontrollable anger!

A rage to destroy the world!

Muyazhe stroked her cheek, and the half of her face was scalding, as if to burn his fingertips.

Red to drop blood, bloodshot, this is not a slap can hit the appearance!

Muyazhe hugged her shoulder painfully. He felt hurt, sullen, angry, and his blood flowed all over his body. He took a deep breath to stop the impulse to smash the scene!

He slowly raised his head and looked at Yan Bingqing, the founder of the figurine, who had just seen it with his own eyes. She slapped his woman in the face!

How dare you fight?!

You're so tough!?

Want to die!

Yan Bingqing receives the vision of his vulture, just like the eagle cone.

Muyazhe's eyes were extremely cold, as fierce as a leopard, as if he was about to roar up next second, devouring her head, with no bones left.

As if seeing a terrible beast, Yan Bingqing could not help but step back and sweat all over.

At first, when moyazhe rushed into the studio, none of the people in the audience recognized the handsome and noble man.

After all, in their capacity, they did not see the real face of the president of the consortia.

Yan Bingqing didn't recognize it at first, but when she looked at it carefully, she recognized it later. This man was actually the crown prince of Mu's consortia, mu Yazhe.

He What's the relationship with Yunshi!?

Seeing that he was holding cloud poetry and was so nervous that he lost control of it, Yan Bingqing was confused for a while!

The words that someone reminded her on that day suddenly sounded in her ear: "cloud poetry is a new person with a kind of wonderful background. Sister Bingqing, you'd better not offend her!"

The background is amazing

Is the so-called "wonderful background" in the population mean

Yan Bingqing thought about it carefully, and could not help sweating all over.

Just now the hand that slaps cloud poem is still numb ceaselessly.

However, at this moment, Yan Bingqing is all over, even if every toe can't stop getting cold.

She just wanted to teach the new man a lesson.

This cloud poem, clearly just came out of the way, but it has a high bearing.