Su Susu, the Mysterious Male God of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 121 Starlight honey love, flirting with the sick actor (2)
Between lightning.

Yan Wu only turned her side and hid.

At the same time, she whirled around and kicked hard.

"Bang -" sounded.

The red oil spilled and splashed on the side that was originally attacking.

"Ah!" "My face!"

……

Several screams sounded.

A group of men and women who were originally aggressive jumped their feet in embarrassment.

The spectators surrounding him were stunned.

"Let's go." The girl master smiled as if nothing had happened, pulled the little girl who was also stunned, and walked into the office building.

It was only when the figures of the two entered the building that everyone woke up.

"Damn! This bitch..."

The provocative group cursed, covered the place where they were hit, and looked at the leading strong man questioningly.

The latter, who was already covered in red oil, gritted his teeth and said in hatred.

"Let's go first! We will organize the event another day, and we must seek justice for Sisi!"

"Okay!" "Listen to the boss."

The others immediately responded and hurriedly left the place.

Not far away, the media who reacted were overjoyed.

"Hey, did you take a picture?"

"Of course, I didn't expect that Shen Yutong is so good at skills?"

"That's the best. Go back and edit the news immediately. The headline says that she has a bad attitude and refuses to admit her mistake..."

……

Amidst the discussion, a group of reporters hurriedly walked away.

inside the building.

The whispers from all around only sounded.

"Which floor?" In front of the elevator, the girl Lord God bent her lips and smiled, and asked the people around her without hearing anything.

The little girl standing aside was stunned, and subconsciously said: "Isn't it the sixteenth floor..."

As she spoke, she gradually regained her senses and became nervous again.

day!
Could it be that Sister Tongtong was so stimulated that she became stunned?
Why don't you even remember your own lounge?
The little girl thought worriedly, and looked at Yan Wu anxiously.

Just when the elevator door opened, the girl Goddess walked straight in and gave her another hand.

"Let's go, let's go up and talk."

"...Yes." The little girl replied hastily.

The elevator slowly ascended, only two people were inside, and there was silence in the air.

Yan Wu seized the time and slowly adjusted the state of the body.

After a while.

With a sound of "Ding--", the elevator stopped.

"Sister Tongtong, this way..."

The little girl got out of the elevator first, and led her way consciously, her tone still extremely worried.

Yan Wu's expression is calm.

Until she walked around a corner, a familiar soul wave faintly came from behind——

At that moment, it was rare for the Lord Goddess's expression to change slightly.

"Sister Tongtong!"

The little girl stared wide-eyed, watching the girl suddenly turn around, turn back to the elevator, and hurriedly followed.

"Sister Tongtong, where are you going?!"

Yan Wu didn't answer, but walked quickly to the elevator.

At that moment, the elevator door was mostly closed.

A middle-aged man in elite attire stood in front, almost completely blocking the figure behind him.

The girl Lord God stopped abruptly, raised her eyes and looked——

In an instant, it seemed that he was looking at a pair of deep eyes.

next second.

The elevator doors are completely closed, and everything is like a hallucination.

The corners of Yan Wu's lips were slightly drawn back, she concentrated her attention to sense again, but the familiar fluctuation had disappeared without a trace.

And it stands to reason that even if they are a hundred meters away, she should be able to capture the abnormal movement...

But, is it really... an illusion?

The girl's eyes flashed, thoughtfully.

"Sister Tongtong, what are you looking at?"

It wasn't until the little girl chasing after couldn't help asking that she opened her lips.

"Who is that?"

At the same moment, a similar question rang out in the elevator.

Low magnetic voice echoed.

The middle-aged man who was thinking about something, the gold medal manager Zhou Mingyuan, paused and said.

"That's Shen Yutong."

His tone was disdainful and authentic, and a bad premonition inexplicably rose in his heart.

Is this great actor... going to cause trouble again?

After thinking about this, Zhou Mingyuan hurriedly explained,
"Didn't she plagiarize Mo Sisi's song? Recently, everyone is calling for beatings. Please be careful and don't have anything to do with her..."

The man who asked the question responded lightly.

Zhou Yuanzheng felt relieved.

No, the man added another sentence, which instantly changed his expression——

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