Quickly wear: Host, you are too rebellious!

Qi Song knew what happened in his confused but anxious rage.

In short, he and Han Feiyu were locked in the toilet, and the Chulu magic soldiers came from the sky to save them.

This is the first version.

Han Feiyu was confused when she heard this. She didn't understand why so many things happened just because she got into the big role.

The fact that the plot did not develop an ambiguous relationship between the male and female protagonists was all due to Qiao Wanwan's quick action and Qi Song's rescue before the female protagonist.

Of course, she didn't expect Han Feiyu to be good at squatting on the toilet.

Do you have hemorrhoids?

"So, I am your savior." Chu Lu emphasized the nomination of Qi Song.

Qi Song's face darkened, he was all thanks to her. Mysophobia or not, he was going crazy.

"Thank you so much." Qi Song's thank you was not very sincere.

"Just remember to repay the favor. You have to take actions of gratitude." Chu Lu put his hand on Han Feiyu's shoulder, "Do you have a hairpin? A brooch will do too."

"What are you going to do?"

"Pry open the door. I don't want to stay in the bathroom with you two." Ruin my reputation.

Han Feiyu was silent and took off a pointed hairpin from her head.

Qi Song's face was still not good, and he probably still felt unlucky. He was not in the cubicle, but at the sink, frantically getting water to wash his face.

Chu Lu glanced at him, "As for that? The water comes from this faucet."

Qi Song gritted his teeth, "That's a mop bucket!"

Chu Lu glanced at it, and it was true. She gloated, "Yeah, maybe the mop even wiped the toilet."

"you shut up!"

Chulu pursed his lips and went to pry the door open.

Qiao Wanwan was probably not outside anymore, and there was no one there even after calling twice. Chu Lu took out his cell phone and took a look, but there was no signal.

"Hey!"

This door is quite difficult to break open!

Chu Lu was busy fighting against the door. When he turned around, Han Feiyu was holding his little coat to Qi Song to wipe his face.

"..."

wipe! Hey, I have such a bad temper!

Han Feiyu rubbed her words seriously, and the atmosphere between the two became ambiguous. She turned her head away shyly, and saw Chulu staring at them expressionlessly.

She felt guilty inexplicably, her hands shook slightly, and handed the coat to Qi Song. Walking to the side of Chulu, "Why aren't you healed yet?"

"You can do it, you can do it." Chu Lu stepped aside and left them to their own devices.

"You don't even need to pick the lock, just watch the two of you show off, and it will be sore."

"..."

"..."

"Jian Shi, please pay attention to what you say." Qi Song was not elegant today.

Before joining this crew, he felt that Jian Shi was too quiet, but he was also a nice person so he didn't care about online comments. After joining the set, she became a little bit meaner, but her aunt said she was stimulated and could still bear it.

But today...

She doesn’t do human things either!

"Be careful what you say!" Chu Lu glared and gathered momentum, "Why are you talking to your savior?!"

Han Fei said: "..."

Qi Song: "..."

Is she really crazy?

Still not irritating her anymore.

The door was a bit difficult to pry open, so she simply broke it open. We can only hope that the rich lady outside is eager to save the hero and can get them out quickly.

Being a little bored, Chulu looked at the floor, then simply sat on the ground, took out the playing cards, and glanced at the male and female protagonist who wanted to stay away from her, "Would you like to play poker for a while?"

Both refused.

They all waved their hands and shook their heads.

ten minutes later……

"Two! Does anyone want it?" Chu Lu excitedly pinched the last card and asked Han Feiyu and Qi Song one by one, "Do you want them both?!"

The two of them shook their heads in depression. Chulu smiled happily and threw out a three of hearts in a menacing manner.

"I win! You two are not allowed to default on your debts."

Han Feiyu shuffled the cards depressedly and muttered in a low voice, "Why don't the police arrest you if you are so big?"

Qi Song's expression became even worse. If he could, he would go back to the past and beat him to death when he had the idea of ​​"coaxing patients to have fun" while playing poker.

Han Feiyu shuffled the cards and laid them out on the floor, then started grabbing the cards one by one. As soon as I finished catching, I heard some noise outside, including the faint sound of electric saws.

Chu Lu moved a little bit, and just when he was about to get in front of the door to listen, a chainsaw with a spark plug came across and he was working hard - cutting the door lock.

"..."

Murder! Why don't you shout? I'm so convinced!

Who knows? She almost disemboweled her!

In two minutes, they hurriedly sawed the door open, and saw three people standing there looking at them at leisure.

The fire comrades were stunned, and the medical staff holding the stretcher rushed in hurriedly.

"Who is dying?! Where is the patient?!"

Outside, there were flashing lights that were blinding. Reporters carrying long guns and short cannons cheered and blocked the place.

Chu Lu quickly pushed Qi Song out of the way to block the gun.

"..."

Qiao Wanwan, you are so good!

As expected, the three of them got into a rage in the toilet. Xiti Hot Search #Well-known actor trapped in the toilet, suspected of dying#

Qiao Wanwan lowered her head and sat peacefully on the sofa, like an ostrich, silent.

Chu Lu folded his hands on his chest and sat on the chair opposite her with an inexplicable expression, without saying a word.

Qi Song changed into clean clothes and kept pacing with his hands in his pockets to calm down his anger.

After a while, Qi Song stretched out a trembling finger and pointed outside, "What's going on with those reporters?"

"I don't know." Qiao Wanwan raised her head innocently, "I really don't know. I just called 119 and 120..."

"Then why did you lock the toilet door?!" Qi Song could hardly restrain himself and asked her through gritted teeth.

I don't know if it was his imagination, but he always felt that he was so angry with her tonight that several white hairs sprouted out.

And Jian Shi, just the two of them!

"I was just joking with Han Feiyu." Speaking of this, Qiao Wanwan became even more innocent. "I put the key on the window sill and was going to open the door for her every half an hour."

"Continue." Qi Song said coldly.

"Then when I went back I heard that you were also in the bathroom. I wanted to open the door, but the key was gone."

"Didn't you say that you dropped the key downstairs and couldn't find it?" Chu Lu finally spoke, with a faint tone.

"Yes, I fell downstairs." Qiao Wanwan nodded, "I saw Jia Lu. He was at that window at the time. He said that."

"..." Chulu wanted to curse. She always felt that this matter had something to do with him. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"He didn't let me say it." Qiao Wanwan poked her finger without confidence, "He even took a photo with me."

"This Jia Laoliu!" Chu Lu said in a hateful tone.

Qi Song stroked his forehead and picked up the phone with a headache to communicate with his publicist on how to solve this matter.

There were too many reporters, and it happened so fast that by the time they knew it, it had already been posted online. The client, Han Feiyu, was picked up by her manager at that time. Qi Song's bodyguards couldn't squeeze in from behind, and they had to protect Qiao Wanwan, their ancestor. Chulu was even more unattended, so more photos of them were taken.

Later, everyone dispersed, and Chu Lu came directly to Qiao Wanwan to settle the accounts.

Qiao Wanwan walked to Chu Lu and asked in a low voice: "They are not together, are they?"

Chulu twitched the corners of his lips, "Are you still concerned about this matter now?"

"It's not me who was photographed, why can't I care?" Qiao Wanwan was really confident.

Chulu gave a thumbs up, "You win."

The room was quiet for a while, and suddenly a magical ringtone came from the room.

"Hahahahahahaha, one answer every day, I really don't want to die hahahahahaha..."

Qiao Wanwan glanced at Chulu. Is there really nothing wrong with someone who can use this kind of ringtone?

Even Qi Song's tone when talking on the phone paused and he took a few steps towards the door. It is basic courtesy to respect the patient's preferences and not discriminate against the patient.

Qi Song felt that he was a damn good person.

Chu Lu calmly took out his phone and pressed answer.

"I saw the hot search, where are you?" was a brief voice. Still a little eager.

"I'm in the hotel," he said after a pause, "First of all, I really don't want to die. I'm enjoying life. I don't want to die. I'm not sick. I'm fine. I'm innocent and implicated."

Who knows what drama he and Yu Mei would have come up with if she didn't explain clearly that she locked herself in the toilet to commit suicide.

Hearing this, the other end immediately hung up the phone. The next second, the video call came.

Qiao Wanwan was curious about who Chu Lu was talking to, so she came over. When the video was answered, she took up the whole screen and shocked her.

"Oh my god! What a ghost!"

At the other end of the screen, a pale light hits his face, carrying the shadow of death.

"...Jian Shi?" Jian Shu called out, ignoring her.