Yang Xiuya disappeared after appearing in shock, and a large number of reporters who rushed in all followed up. Recently, she, the escape bride, was on the cusp of the storm. Suddenly, this activity is indeed surprising. "Sex" the famous female celebrity dug something out of her mouth.
Of course, Yang Can would not naively think that Yang Xiuya suddenly left because of her relationship. He always felt something strange in this matter. The reporter's blood was surging in his heart, and they wanted to chase after Xia Meng. Go up.
"Girl, I'm going with Yang Xiuya, sorry... I can't celebrate with you..."
Xia Mengwenxiu's pretty face was suddenly lost, and she held Yang Can with one hand, and said in annoyance: "Who allowed you to go... How can you go?"
Yang Can saw her nostalgia, and there was a warm feeling in her heart, but she still slapped her, and broke free of her hand: "Do you still want to invite me to be your little motorcycle and go home?"
These words reminded Xia Meng of the rude behavior he had done to him before, and she couldn't help but touched him with a toe in shame, and said in that unique Taiwanese accent: "Go to hell... I want to be beautiful... You're touching 』It’s not enough once..."
With a smile, Yang Can avoided and waved, and chased in Yang Xiuya's direction, leaving Xia Meng who bit her silver teeth slightly. There were complicated emotions in her heart for no reason, but she felt a little bit of reluctance.
Yang Xiuya did not leave directly, but went to the Starlight Department Store under the protection of her agent and assistant. Watching Yang Xiuya enter the safe passage, reporters chased after him, speculating that they might leave by car from the basement below. Most people hurried to the parking lot to pick up the car and prepare for the shoot.
Yang Can calmly walked to the manager of the Starlight Department Store who was checking on the walkie-talkie. He patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Brother, Yang Xiuya, where did they go?"
The uniformed manager looked at Yang Can's eyes blankly, and said impatiently: "Sorry, we have no right to reveal the whereabouts of the guests."
Yang Can saw the "twelfth floor, VIP lounge." on the top of his head. He smiled and patted his shoulder: "Thank you" and turned to the elevator, which made the manager stubborn. Wushui, is this man crazy
There is indeed an article. It is a bit strange for a star like Yang Xiuya to suddenly appear to participate in this kind of live event today. It seems even more unreasonable to leave halfway. There must be something that the public does not know. If it is not a coincidence, It is impossible for Yang Can to meet Yang Xiuya in the short term. He does not want to let go of such an opportunity. Many major news are usually discovered under such unforeseen circumstances.
The twelfth floor of the Starlight Department Store is a dedicated VIP rest area. It is a high-end place that integrates a tea restaurant, a private scenery box, a gym, a hotel and a whole. Only those who spend more than 300,000 yuan in the Starlight Department Store are eligible to enter.
"Xiao Chen, No. 1078, surname Chen, help me change the information."
When Yang Can walked in, he turned away the consciousness on the head of the person next to him in the corridor in front of the lounge, and called Xiao Chen to help him invade the archives of Starlight Department Store.
A few minutes later, under the strange eyes of the waitress at the door, Yang Can walked over with a smile: "Thank you, beauty, No. 1078, Mr. Chen, apply for a card." The waitress was surprised and handed a secret input device. After Yang Can entered the password, the system checked it and signed the daimyo to get the pass that could only be applied for with an annual consumption of 300,000 RMB.
"Thanks to the beauty..."
Yang Can pinned the membership card to his neckline, and walked in with a grin. The lounge hall was exquisitely decorated with a European fashion style. In the middle were a few ladies who were drinking afternoons, laughing softly. , Enjoy the leisure time in the afternoon.
Next to a long passage are doors, and behind each door is a luxurious lounge where you can enjoy the view of Nancheng from a high altitude behind the transparent glass wall.
While walking, Yang Can turned on his mind-reading radar and searched one by one, and finally found that clear and incomparable consciousness in the room numbered 213, which was exclusively for Yang Xiuya. color.
That's it, Yang Can took a deep breath, just walked to the door, and before he could find a place to hide, the door opened in a ghostly manner, and Yang Xiuya in a snow-white long skirt appeared in front of him with surprise.
The two recognized each other at the door for a moment, and Yang Xiuya's beautiful appearance at close range made Yang Can stunned for a while, and he felt like he was in nothingness.
"You... why are you here?" Yang Xiuya's face turned upside down to the sentient beings now looked a little confused and panicked. She looked around, and after making sure that no one noticed this side, she pulled him in.
"Let's talk about it first."
Embarrassed, Yang Can didn’t expect that the sneak attack could not be successful but was arrested. It seems that today’s gossip can’t be caught, but after another thought, as a reporter, the importance of contacts is self-evident. Since he can be alone with Yang Xiuya Talk about it, why not establish a friendship with her, if you can persuade her to take a set of photos for the cover of Nan Zhou Magazine, or even an interview, that would be great.
Yang Can is a "sex" person. Although the plan has changed, he doesn't feel frustrated. On the contrary, he feels a little novel and exciting.
In the bright room, no matter the decoration of the utensils is fashionable and luxurious, it reveals a kind of natural elegance and chic, just like the royal residence in Europe, so that the poor Yang Can can't help but wonder. Chinese entertainment venues are indeed becoming more and more luxurious. At first glance, it is the master's handwriting, which is no less than the Kremlin where he went to a few years ago.
"Xiao Huadan, you have a good mix... I heard that you haven't been filming for a long time, and you are so rich?" There were only two of them in the room. Yang Can also relaxed a lot. Although the two only met once, they had friendship. It's not superficial, it almost made a "dew" marriage. I sighed while looking at the bottle of Raphael in 1960 on the table.
Yang Xiuya shook her head and sat on the sofa: "Everything you see doesn't belong to me..." Looking at Yang Can, she asked unhappily, "Why are you here? It won't be because I made a joke. , I really want to make me... kiss you." When she said this, Yang Xiuya frowned her eyebrows as if she was reluctant.
"Why? Do you want to be accountable? This is witnessed by tens of thousands of fans, so you are not afraid that I will expose you?" Yang Can peered at her breathtakingly beautiful neck, swallowing with a "grunt" sound in his throat. So Yaxiuya turned her head and glared at him: "..."
"Here. You can't blame me. If you want to blame, blame yourself for being so sexy and tickling. I'm a normal man. I haven't arrived in thirty. If Song Dandan sits in front of me, I will definitely be a gentleman." Yang Chan defended it for granted.
Listening to this fallacy, Yang Xiuya chuckled and laughed. He didn't know how many male "sex" he had seen in this life. Whether it was a fledgling student or a high-level in the business world, she was always cautious and fearful. Beauty Tang Tu, using words and words is extremely polite, how can Yang Can be so straightforward.
No wonder... The first time I met that night, I stripped off his clothes, and... Thinking of her crazy behavior that night, Yang Xiuya felt ashamed, and her flawless face was slightly flushed. Come, that pure face with a shy face is enough to make any man crazy.
"What to look at... Turn around." Looking at Yang Can smiling at herself, Yang Xiuya's eyes were filled with an air of perplexity. She said that Yang Can should turn around, but she turned around first.
"Yang Can. Actually, I always wanted to say..." Yang Xiuya turned her back and took a deep breath. From the back, she looked slightly undulating and her body was breathtakingly beautiful.
"Thanks. Thanks... you." After working hard for a long time, Yang Xiuya uttered three vague words in an inaudible voice. Yang Can did not mention her "suicide" in the report. She actually Always remember it in my heart.
In fact, Yang Can had already seen these three words in her consciousness, and she felt a lot of feelings in her heart. Although Yang Xiuya seemed to be an outstanding idol, she was still an ordinary girl in her heart. If this sentence is not Speaking out, she is afraid that she will be uneasy for the rest of her life... From seeing her head is full of guilt words.
"Huh? Didn't you hear?" Yang Can exaggeratedly pulled her ears, and leaned her face to tease her, wanting to see how embarrassing her "fascinated" people were.
"You... asshole..." Yang Xiuya's face was flushed with shame and anger, she raised her small fist and wanted to smash it down, but she felt that this action was too intimate and she did not implement it for a long time.
At the moment when the atmosphere was quite subtle, there was a knock on the door... Yang Xiuya's face changed.