Chapter 508

"Well, since I'll decide the time and place you said, I'll decide now."

"What? It's almost midnight. Are you sure? " Ye CuO listens to Yan Feiyu's words, can't help but reply directly.

"Sure! It's worth a lot of money. Come on. " Yan Feiyu covered her mouth and giggled.

Ye CuO speechless: "this sentence is not so used... You say the location."

"The location is Room 302 of Yunding hotel. Come up and knock on the door. Don't be watched. I sneak out of the room and the people I work with don't know. Don't be seen by others, otherwise it's hard to explain. " Yan Feiyu warned.

"Yes, I care more about that than you do."

Ye cuozheng is ready to hang up. Yan Feiyu adds: "I'm hungry. By the way, buy me a spicy hot one."

Yan Feiyu finished, suddenly felt that he had a kind of coquetry with his boyfriend, and suddenly could not help blushing.

"It's not hygienic to eat spicy hot food." Ye CuO walks towards the place Yan Feiyu said, looking around the roadside to see if there is a place to sell spicy hot.

"I like it."

Yan Feiyu's voice is sweet, listening to Ye Cuo, I can't help feeling that their relationship seems to be ambiguous, but they haven't even met formally.

Ye CuO is helpless. I don't know why. It seems that girls like to eat junk food such as potato chips, spicy chips and hot peppers. Meizhizi likes it very much. When ye CuO doesn't let her eat it, she is pitiful. She has a pair of big black eyes and looks at him all the time. Her eyes are heartbreaking. In the end, ye CuO can't help but return her snacks.

"Well, I found it. I'll buy you a bowl later." Ye CuO walked all the way for a long time, and finally found a spicy hot shop.

"Wait, I'll tell you what I want to eat." Yan Feiyu is lying on the bed, enjoying the feeling that she instructs Ye CuO to work. She seems to be a girl, coquetting her boyfriend, "two pieces of lettuce, two pieces of lettuce, one piece of blood tofu, one piece of all kinds of meatballs, eh... One piece of noodles, one piece of chrysanthemum..."

Ye mistakenly said: "Hello, Miss Yan, you make me feel like I'm in the pharmacy."

Yan Feiyu clutching his mouth and laughing, and make complaints about her stomach.

Ye CuO bought Malatang for Yan Feiyu on this side. Yan Feiyu hung up the phone on that side. She was a little excited. She transferred around the room. After thinking about it, she ran to the bathroom and looked at her face in the mirror. "Oh, it's so ugly. It's over. She forgot to make up. Her hair is also messy. What should I do?"

Yan Feiyu is very beautiful, but she is like a little girl in first love. She is very nervous when she goes to see her boyfriend. She feels that her eyes are a little black, her lips are not red enough, her hair is messy, and she is going to collapse.

In fact, boys may not care about these. Only girls themselves always want to dress up flawless.

"Take a bath Yan Feiyu quickly releases water and wants to make her face radiant before ye CuO comes.

In the hall under the restaurant, a large group of people, with cameras, tape recorders and other equipment, suddenly rushed in.

The lobby manager of the hotel came forward quickly: "who are you and what do you do?"

"We are journalists from the media. It is said that Yan Feiyu lives here. We are here to interview." The crowd is noisy.

The lobby manager said, "no, you will disturb the rest of our guests."

"We have an appointment. Miss Yan Feiyu asked us to go up." A reporter is talking nonsense.

The manager said, "wait for me to call the room to confirm."

This group of people are reporters of various miscellaneous tabloids, and they have no appointment at all. Their newspapers and magazines are not formal entertainment magazines at all, but vulgar magazines that specialize in secretly taking pictures of the bottom of actresses' skirts.

At this time heard the lobby manager to confirm, immediately said: "regardless of your business, you get out of the way for us, let's go up."

A large group of people rushed upstairs together. The lobby manager screamed, "no, you can't go up!"

But no one listens to him. These reporters have no bottom line at all. They dare to write any free news in order to make money.

The reason why they choose to come at night is that they want to take pictures of things that can't be seen.

In the hotel room, Yan Feiyu happily takes a bubble bath, thinking to himself, what kind of face will you see when you uncover Ye CuO's mask?

I only saw Ye CuO's eyebrows and eyes before, but he looked absolutely handsome, and his voice was very nice.

Think of two people before the legend of chorus, let Yan Feiyu heart can't help a sweet.

"Dong Dong Dong!" There was a quick knock on the door.

Yan Feiyu was surprised: "ah? So soon? "

Yan Feiyu quickly stood up, washed the water on his body, and combed his hair in a panic in front of the mirror.

The knock on the door outside is more urgent, Yan Feiyu flustered way: "wait, wait, I'll be right here."

She didn't have time to make up, even to wear clothes, just wrapped in a bath towel, ran to the door in a panic, calmed her breathing, with a sweet smile on her face, and opened the door.

"Coax", a large group of people suddenly squeezed in, countless cameras click click, lights flashing.

"Ah Yan Feiyu screamed, his mood changed from happy to frightened, covered his chest and stepped back.

When these tabloid reporters saw that Yan Feiyu was only wrapped in a bath towel, they were immediately overjoyed: "shoot, shoot, there will be strong news tomorrow."

The bath towel on Yan Feiyu's body is too short to cover the middle part of his body. His white and tender shoulders and slender legs can't be covered.

Yan Feiyu's face full of panic: "who are you?"

"Miss Yan Feiyu, you didn't live with the staff of the concert. Are you having a private meeting with your secret lover?"

"Miss Yan Feiyu, who is that man? Are you accepting the hidden rules? "

"Get out of here." Yan Feiyu is furious.

A man suddenly said, "tear off her bath towel and take some pictures."

At that time, a few people came forward. Yan Feiyu was frightened and retreated to the bathroom. He locked the door with his backhand.

This group of reporters smashed the door outside: "break the door open, take off her clothes, take a few pictures, we will get rich."

A group of people noisily hit the door, Yan Feiyu with his back against the door, tears streaming down.

In the hall downstairs, ye CuO was still trying to find an excuse to go up. Suddenly, he found that there was no one in the hall.

As soon as his spirit relaxed, he walked up. Suddenly, he heard a scream from upstairs. Ye CuO frowned: "Yan Feiyu?"