Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

Yue Tingfeng came back early and told Yan Qingsi that he blocked Ye Shaoguang and Ji Mianmian and let them eat out without letting them over.

The three sat down to eat, and Yan Qingsi asked him, "Are you going to let the sewers come?"

"No, what's wrong? Is anyone ..."

Yan Qingsi nodded: "Yeah, you came as soon as you left."

Yue Tingfeng said to Su Zhe abandoning: "It's all you. I really don't know what trouble you caused. I really want to pack you and throw it out. I don't believe that without us, your nine-life cat can die."

Su Zhan took a bite of the bun: "A cat has nine lives, but what if I have already used 8 lives?"

"That's stupid yourself, who made you run out so early?"

Listening to the quarrel between the two, Yan Qingsi felt that the rice was quite fragrant.

After having breakfast, Yan Qingsi said to Yue Tingfeng: "Today you are packing here, in case someone wants to enter the room to search, you can block it."

Yue Tingfeng disagreed: "No, if there is danger outside, I have to protect you. Besides, where does he need me to block? If someone comes, he will kill someone minute by minute, and I will hinder him here. "

Su cut off: "I'll stay on my own, you go."

"Look at him saying that, I stay here to protect you, not to protect him."

Yan Qingsi spread her hands: "Well then, yourself ... ask for blessing."

Su cut nodded.

Although Yan Qingsi was uneasy, they took Ji Mianmian to the studio.

Su Zhan was left alone in the room. He picked up Yan Qingsi's script and looked up.

After watching it for about half an hour, Su cut heard footsteps at the door. Later, someone knocked on the door. He didn't move, and turned a page calmly.

Then he heard the sound of the door lock being pried.

Su cut the script down and stood up with a sigh. Sure enough, someone just didn't want him to take a good rest.

Yan Qingsi made this play with a good script. He was watching vigorously and didn't want to be disturbed.

Su Zhan picked up the chopsticks used by Yan Qingsi on the table.

It didn't take long for the door to be opened from the side and two people walked in.

"nobody."

"Don't you be here?"

"Check it out quickly, and no one is leaving."

The shoulders of the two were patted separately, and Su Chi's voice rang from behind him: "Are you looking for me?"

They quickly turned around and saw Su cut, as if hell: "You ..."

As soon as a word was issued, the sound suddenly stopped. Neither of them saw how Su Zhe shot. Chopsticks had penetrated into their mouths and got out of the back of their heads.

Su Zhe slowly let go, and their bodies fell, and the expressions on their faces were incredible.

He pulled out the wipes on the table and wiped both hands. "Sorry, maybe you can't leave."

Then close the door, sit down again, pick up the script and continue watching.

The two corpses inside the house slowly became rigid.

I looked at a few more, and turned around to see that under the door, someone dropped a few pills into the room. When exposed to the air, the pills would slowly evaporate, melt into the air, and coma after inhaling for more than 10 minutes.

Su cut and shook his head, why bother, if he was so active in seeking death, wouldn't he be too shameless if he didn't respond.

Su Zhan glanced at the table, and plucked up the stainless steel fork where Yan Qingsi ate fruit on the table. He went to the door and fell silent, like a cat, suddenly ... he suddenly opened the door and pushed the door outside, trying to release the fan into the room The medicine man dragged in.