Report to the president, your actor has run away again

Tang Ruan didn't keep much energy in this kick. He was anxious by Fu Xin, and he kicked as hard as he could.

"you!"

Fu Xin clutched his crotch and took two steps straight back, almost knocking over the cleaning lady's mop.

Tang Ruan looked at his painful face, blinked his eyes, and said with concern: "Does it hurt so much?"

Fu Xin broke out in a cold sweat, his handsome face was pale and pale.He looked at Tang Ruan and nodded in pain. 2

"Oh, it's best to hurt you to death." Tang Ruan looked indifferent. 1

Fu Xin: "..."

This mouth is so fucking poisonous

Also sweet enough. 2

Fu Xin thought shamelessly while hurting. 3

Tang Ruan didn't know that he was still reminiscing about what happened just now, he straightened his clothes, and a thought came to his mind.

I hope that I kicked Fu Xin's balls into pieces just now, so that he can use that thing to harm others in the future.

Whenever Tang Ruan thought that he might have stabbed Bai Jinyu's ass with that big stick, he would feel nauseated in his chest.

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated twice, Tang Ruan took it out and saw that it was Wu Zhuoyi.

Just now the power was cut off, and even the signal was blocked. Now that Wu Zhuoyi's call can come in, it means that the outside matter should have been resolved.

Tang Ruan picked up the phone, and before he could speak, he heard a noise from the opposite side, followed by Wu Zhuoyi's crackling and roaring.

"Tang Ruan, where did you die? You can't be found anywhere, how many staff members are going crazy, don't you know? I shouldn't let you go back to the lounge! I tell you that you won't be on vacation for the next two months. Think about it! Don’t think about it!!”

Tang Ruan pursed her lips, and held the phone a little further away from her ears.

"What, I seem to have encountered a bastard just now." 7

Wu Zhuoyi