Rising sun shines on Qinghe[Entertainment circle]

It seems that we met once many years ago...

Before Fang Wenqing's muddy mind came to his senses, Zhan Xu ended the kiss two seconds later.

Holding the thin body in his arms tightly, he said firmly in Fang Wenqing's ear, "Listen, I will count to three, and then I will push you towards the door."

Knowing that the situation was critical, Fang Wenqing's mind immediately cleared up, and he forgot all his wandering thoughts, gritted his teeth and nodded.

"1"

The two are close at hand, feeling each other's rapid heartbeat, looking at each other deeply, as if they want to engrave each other into the bottom of their hearts.

"2"

Zhan Xu's hand was already on Fang Wenqing's waist, ready to go.

"3!"

In an instant, Zhan Xu pushed Fang Wenqing to the door, and the firefighters who were ready to go outside immediately caught him and dragged him out completely.

The next moment, losing a person's weight, the elevator shook violently again.

Fang Wenqing, who had just escaped from trouble, sat on the ground, ignored the concerned inquiries of the medical staff, stared at the 40 cm opening at the top, and waited nervously.

However, it seemed that the sky didn't hear his prayer, and the elevator shook for a while, and there was a tendency to fall again.

"Zhan Xu!"

Following Fang Wenqing's exclamation, a person sprang out of the elevator quickly, and then fell to an unknown number of floors with a bang.

Zhan Xu took advantage of the trend and rolled on the ground. Fortunately, the elevator was already descending just now, which just made up for the height difference. He stood up and looked, and there was nothing serious about it.

In the next second, he was surrounded by a group of people, uncles, nephews, firefighters, security guards, and medical staff were all buzzing around him, making his brain hurt from the noise.

At this moment, Zhan Xu was not in the mood to pay attention to these people. He swept around, bent down to pick up the blanket that had fallen by the elevator door, and strode over to Fang Wenqing's side, wrapping his legs around him.

"Are you okay?" Zhan Xu lowered his head and asked softly.

Hearing this, as if some switch had been pressed, Fang Wenqing felt relieved, unable to hold on any longer, hugged his neck tightly.

With a click, this photo became the headline of the day.

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