100 Ways to Get the Male God

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With his hand stretched halfway, the young man in front of him turned his head, his eyes covered with thick eyelashes were as black as ink, and he looked at her coldly, the ink tumbling.

He doesn't allow it.

Fu Yan instantly understood that the person in front of her still did not allow her to touch him, but those beautiful eyes were reflected on the tip of her heart, she was almost uncontrollably, just reaching out to touch him—

"Miss Fu!"

The doctor stretched out his hand to hold her and looked at Luo Chen anxiously. Seeing that the boy was still silent, he was relieved, let go of Fu Yan's wrist, and explained in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Miss Fu, you may not have noticed, young master just now. I'm so unhappy..."

The doctor thought she didn't see Luo Chen's mood, so he continued to touch him. But this sentence was extremely harsh in Fu Yan's ears.

It is tantamount to emphasizing a fact with her: when she touches him, he is very unhappy, contradictory, and disgusted.

Fu Yan bit her lip.

Luo Chen had already turned his head and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window with a blank expression, as if she didn't exist at all.

Fu Yan was not reconciled, but did not dare to touch him. The moment just now seemed like a ghost, and her desire to be close to him was too strong to be able to control it.

But now that he woke up, Fu Yan knew exactly what it meant to annoy Luo Chen. If the young master is angry, Master Luo will not think of a familiar feeling.

The doctor called again: "Miss Fu?"

In other words, you should go.

Once Young Master Luo resists, the person who makes him angry has to leave immediately, and Fu Yan is used to it. She clenched her fists, smiled at the doctor, and turned to leave.

Master Luo was still standing beside the escalator with a gloomy expression. Seeing the girl come out, he asked, "How is it, when you went over, did Achen have any reaction?"

Fu Yan didn't dare to lie, anyway, the doctor would report the original situation. So she lowered her head and said obediently, "It's still the same as before, Grandpa Luo."

Mr. Luo didn't speak, and he looked even more dull.

At this time, both of them saw that a man and a woman entered the door of the hall on the first floor. The man was obviously a little timid, while the girl was generous.

Master Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

He couldn't say why, but the girl's calmness always gave people a sense of solidity...

Fu Yan's eyes suddenly became unfriendly.

Yu Chu took Mo Jianguo up the huge escalator and arrived in front of Master Luo.

It was the first time that Mo Jianguo had come face-to-face with the person in power of the Luo family, and his scalp was numb as he prepared to say hello.

The beautifully dressed girl next to her frowned and said, "You stained the carpet."

Mo Jianguo was stunned for a moment, then looked down quickly.

He was running all the way, and his shoes were indeed a little dirty. At this time, stepping on the precious and soft carpet, he suddenly felt uncomfortable, and nodded his head: "Yes, Miss Fu, I didn't mean to..."

The situation of Young Master Luo is unknown. How can Master Luo be patient with these trivial matters, he waved his hand at will, and said to Yu Chu, "Come in and have a look."

Yu Chu didn't move.

She looked at Fu Yan: "Apologize."

Several people were stunned.

Mo Jianguo's lips trembled, and Fu Yan looked at Yu Chu in disbelief: "What did you say?"

Yu Chu's face did not change.

She is more serious than this, not only for Mo Jianguo, but also to convey a message to Master Luo:

She and Fu Yan are not on the same page.

In the future, one must be cleaned up.

It can be regarded as paving the way for myself and Feng Qing...

Ugh. Not easy.