Reborn to enter the entertainment industry, the licking dog ex-husband rolls aside

Inside the live broadcast room, Yan Huan was standing by the windowsill at this time, blood had stained his white shirt red, adding a bit of bloody smell to the coldness.

Xia Qingluo was sitting on the floor next to the washstand, her golden dress already soaked.

Lu Chengyuan's face darkened. He snatched the phone and looked carefully to see if there were any wounds on Xia Qingluo's body.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I confirmed that she was okay.

But soon, Lu Chengyuan became nervous again.

The condition of the two people was very abnormal. It was obvious that they were both drugged, just like him.

Lu Chengyuan quickly scanned the comments in the live broadcast room and understood the situation.

Fortunately, Yan Huan is in love with Q.

And Xia Qingluo... would the Yan Huan she saw look like him?

It doesn’t matter whether it is or not, as long as nothing happens.

Tan Yuyao was also staring at the barrage of comments. She learned that nothing had happened between Xia Qingluo and Yan Huan, and that they were instead appreciated by everyone. She was so angry that she almost passed out.

The person who arranged it for her said that this was a combination of ancient European secret techniques, and it could work even on a person and a dog.

What’s more, they are normal men and women.

Why are they able to control their desires one by one and not even do anything embarrassing?

Yan Huan stood there staring at his phone for nearly ten minutes, but Q still didn't reply.

His breathing became heavier and heavier, and soon he could not hold on any longer.

He really wanted to know the answer to Q.

Yan Huan's finger paused on the call button for a long time, and finally he mustered up the courage to press it.

He prayed in his heart that Q would answer the phone this time, and even if he didn't, he could at least send him a message back.

The next second, a sudden ring rang in the hotel room.

Yan Huan was a little dazed. He glanced at his phone and then looked towards the source of the sound.

The cell phone in Xia Qingluo's black handbag seemed to ring.

Did anyone call Xia Qingluo too?

Yan Huan turned his head to look at Xia Qingluo, who was weakly sitting on the floor in the bathroom, and said, "Your phone is ringing. Let me get it for you."

Xia Qingluo kept gasping for breath, suppressing the fire in his heart.

She raised her eyes and saw Yan Huan's phone screen with the call interface on it, with the note "Q" flashing on it, and she reacted instantly.

Damn! Yan Huan is calling her!

Xia Qingluo jumped up quickly and shouted, "Don't touch my phone!"

But she said this a little late.

Yan Huan had already taken out Xia Qingluo's cell phone and saw two words flashing on the screen.

"Yan Huan."

He was a little confused for a moment, as if his brain had crashed, and he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Yan Huan's gaze slowly fell on the mobile phone in his other hand.

He's calling Q.

Xia Qingluo's cell phone rang, and it was him calling.

In fact, this is a very simple truth, but Yan Huan thought about it for half a minute before turning his head and speaking in a daze.

“Are you Q?”

The live broadcast room has exploded.

[What the hell? What kind of development is this? Why is Q Xia Qingluo? ]

[No wonder I felt that the style of the dress Xia Qingluo was wearing was familiar, but I had never seen Q publicly design this style... It turns out that Xia Qingluo is Q. ]

[Then Yan Huan's confession just now wasn't... directed at Xia Qingluo? ]

[The pure love warrior has been defeated. I am a fan of Luochen CP. Please don’t break up my CP. ]

Tan Yuyao was standing behind Lu Chengyuan, looking at the comments in the live broadcast room. Her pupils suddenly shrank and her eyes were full of disbelief.

Isn't Xia Qingluo focusing on acting? How did he become a designer?

Thinking about how he had spent a lot of money in Qingyan's store before, he thought he had embarrassed Xia Qingluo.

In the end, she actually gave Xia Qingluo more than 10 million?

Tan Yuyao was so angry that smoke seemed to come out of her head. Why, why on earth was this happening?

Lu Chengyuan kept his eyes fixed on the live broadcast room, and the shock in his heart had not subsided.

He only knew that Xia Qingluo was good at painting, and never thought that she was actually the famous designer Q... and also founded the Qingyan Company with Yan Huan.

Qingyan Qingyan, doesn’t “Qing” represent the “Qing” in Xia Qingluo’s name?

The heart that had just calmed down was instantly lifted up again.

They are partners, now they are in the same room, and they are both drugged...

The next second, Lu Chengyuan saw Yan Huan quickly walk towards Xia Qingluo and hug her tightly.

"Q, do you know how much I want to see you..."

Lu Chengyuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, but he didn't look at it any further.

He quickly switched the phone interface and tapped the screen a few times, and the screen went black instantly.

He quickly clicked out a string of codes and did two things in just thirty seconds.

The first thing was to hack into the live broadcast room.

No matter what happens to Xia Qingluo, he must protect her reputation.

On the bright side, Xia Qingluo had practiced their sect's martial arts and had strong self-control.

Maybe Xia Qingluo will beat Yan Huan up?

Thinking of the worst...

Lu Chengyuan quickly withdrew his thoughts and didn't dare to think too much.

After hacking the live broadcast room, Lu Chengyuan immediately sent someone to find Xia Qingluo.

His cell phone was gone, but he had a thousand ways to contact his men.

Tan Yuyao was still looking at Lu Chengyuan's back with perfect curves.

The man was holding a cell phone, but you could tell from his back muscles that he was breathing heavily.

It's like after a strenuous workout.

Lu Chengyuan must also be suppressing his desires.

After hesitating for a moment, Tan Yuyao finally made up her mind.

No matter what, she must get Lu Chengyuan. This is her last chance!

Tan Yuyao tore off her dress, walked quickly forward and put her arms around Lu Chengyuan's waist.

"Brother Chengyuan, I..."

However, the imagined touch did not come.

Tan Yuyao didn't even have time to finish her words.

She missed and fell directly to the ground.

Lu Chengyuan looked down at her, his eyes filled with indifference and calmness.