Pseudo-quick wear: Emperor Zun, don't be arrogant

Chapter 217 The Tough Guy Killer's Little Wife (19)

The basement of the building is also safe and confidential. The paparazzi can't even enter the building, let alone the parking lot.

If Xiao Jinjin hadn't asked Sister Luo to obtain a permit for Feng Yu's car a long time ago, Feng Yu's car would not be allowed in.

Now is not the off-duty time of the building. Although many employees in the building know that there is a studio here, the artist's hours are never fixed, so in fact, the artist's time to come to the studio is rarely bumped into. Besides, they are very There is a direct elevator on the second floor, and it really takes a little effort to meet them by chance.

Fu Li slowly walked towards the parking lot. Jiang Ruoxue asked the person in charge of the building to set aside a special area for the people in the studio to park for the sake of privacy. The place is not particularly big. But definitely enough privacy.

Seeing Feng Yu's car at a glance, Fu Li's footsteps became lighter, and she was about to run towards the car when she heard footsteps behind her.

The voice was eager and angry, and Fu Li knew it belonged to Liu Luna without guessing.

"Xiao Jinjin, you bastard, stop!" Liu Luna hadn't even walked behind Fu Li when a piercing voice came over.

Fu Li didn't stop walking, just ignored it.

Feng Yu's car was not far away. He probably heard Liu Luna's curse words, opened the car door and got out.

At this moment, Liu Luna's eyes were only filled with anger and Xiao Jinjin, and she didn't even notice that Feng Yu got out of the car.

Seeing that Fu Li ignored her, the anger in Liu Luna's eyes became heavier, she stepped on her high heels and walked over like the wind was blowing under her feet, grabbed Fu Li's arm, and at the same time raised her hand to slap Fu Li's face.

Fu Li didn't expect Liu Luna to be so crazy that she wanted to slap her again. Her eyes turned cold and she was about to strike, but she saw a tall figure approaching her like a ghost, and she was still angry and wanted to hit someone just now. Liu Luna was thrown out by him mercilessly, and hit the car on the side heavily.

Liu Luna let out a scream, her eyes that were originally full of anger were now full of panic, and the pain in her body distorted her originally delicate facial features.

Feng Yu stared at Liu Luna coldly for a while, then turned to look at Fu Li, "Where did you hurt?"

As he spoke, he held her arm and looked at it, and when he saw the bruise pinched out by Liu Luna, there was a gloomy killing intent in his eyes.

As soon as Feng Yu put down Fu Li's hand, she turned around and was about to walk towards Liu Luna.

Fu Li looked at him as if he was going to make up eight knives, and for some reason, she felt sweet and funny in her heart, and reached out to hold him: "Why, I'm so hot, leave her alone."

Her voice was always soft and pleasant, but now it had a hint of coquettishness, and Feng Yu's soaring anger seemed to be extinguished in an instant as if it had been splashed with ice water.

Without even thinking about it, he dragged Fu Li into the car, turned on the air conditioner, and handed her a bottle of ice water that wasn't very cold anymore.

"It can't be unscrewed." Fu Li leaned back on the chair, pouting her red lips and began to act coquettishly.

Although the chill in Feng Yu's eyes hadn't faded, it had almost faded. He reached out to unscrew the water and handed it over, watching Fu Li take a big sip before opening his mouth.

The voice was as cold as ice.

"who is she?"

Fu Li was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "An artist in the studio, she has always looked at me disliked, forget about her, let's go back, I'm hungry after a long meeting."

　In the two shifts at noon, I will go to my grandma's house to send the Dragon Boat Festival gifts first~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)