Male God, a Little Su

"What do you mean?"

Wen Yu tilted her head and stared at Xie Fei incredulously.

His eyes were dark, his eyelashes drooping.

In the posture of a guardian, Xu Xu supported Su Yan's shoulder and protected her behind him.

What abstinence? What's not close to women?

In the eyes of Wen Yu at this moment, it's all a joke!

"I mean, from now on, Su Yan will be a contract artist of Yiren Media."

Xie Fei lowered his eyes, bent the back of his hand, and gently touched Su Yan's cheek.

It's terribly hot to start with.

"Regarding Su Yan's reputation violation, I will pursue this matter to the end, I hope to know!"

"gone."

Xie Fei pulled Su Rou, a stern look was hidden between his brows, and his voice was extremely heavy.

Everyone consciously made way for them.

"Xie, why is Xie Fei?" Seeing that Su Yan was taken away by Xie Fei, Wen Yu opened her lips and murmured.

"I'm sorry, my brother is too low-key, so the outside world doesn't even know that he is a major shareholder of Yiren Media. It's really a sin."

Chen An smiled and mocked.

In a brisk tone, he cupped his hands all around, and put on a gesture of something to discuss, "Friends, let's discuss it? Don't get me wrong, I don't want to deduct your videos, but there are some things, we don't need to send them out. yes, right?"

The group looked at each other in dismay, and finally nodded slowly at Chen An's insistence.

Indeed, they have no grievances with Xie Fei, not to mention this is the entanglement between Su Yan and Wen Yu, which has nothing to do with Xie Fei.

Wen Yu leaned against Deng Wen weakly, her eyes were pitch black.

...

"Go to the hospital."

Su Yan almost passively asked Xie Fei to bring him into the car.

Inside the fairly spacious nanny car, Xie Fei arched her back slightly, pinched her pointed chin with one hand, and looked down at her face.

After the man took off his makeup, the broken hair fell casually on his forehead. Su Yan lifted her eyes and looked at the man in front of her.

The facial features are clear and juvenile, and under the bridge of the tall nose, there are thin lips tightly pursed.

The jaw line is tight, and the curvature is somewhat sharp. It was faintly noticeable that he was unhappy in his heart.

"Shaffe."

Su Yan opened her lips and called Xie Fei's name.

The woman's skin was as white as a fine mutton fat jade, but at this moment, her side face with finger prints swelled up, and the blue, red and purple bruises became even more eye-catching and dazzling!

"doing what?"

Xie Fei sat back, pursed his lower lip, and suddenly looked sideways unhappy, "Su Yan, are you a fool?"

"what?"

Su Yan tilted her head and looked directly at Xie Fei.

"Otherwise, why did you stand there foolishly and be beaten twice in a row?"

Jaffe leaned back in his chair, his voice hoarse.

Su Yan paused, did not answer, but asked, "What did you mean to Wen Yu just now?"

She squeezed her wrist, and Jaffe found that when she was thinking, she liked doing small gestures like this.

The small white wrist was slender, without any ornaments on it. Under the thin skin are clearly visible dark blue blood vessels.

Fragile and beautiful.

Like a work carefully carved by God, people can't help but feel a strong possessiveness from the bottom of their hearts——

Monopolize her, monopolize this beauty.

Xie Fei suddenly looked sideways, the woman's long black curly hair was slightly messy, and naturally fell on the sides of her cheeks.

The thick and curled eyelashes were damp, and there were faint tears.

His heart was blocked, and he looked away almost in embarrassment.

Hoarsely: "Literally."