Nan Zhujue was pushed by Xiao Bailian. Not only did he not take a step back, he also bounced Xiao Sha Niu back for half a step, and then looked at Xiao Bailian in front of him thoughtfully.

"Do you let me in?" Xiao Bailian put her waist on her back.

"Why should I let you in?" Mr. Nan curled his lips and smiled, then leaned against the door: "You have millions of fans now. If you rashly enter a man's room, aren't you afraid of spreading it?"

"Yes." After Nan Zhujue's reminder, Xiao Bailian suddenly discovered the problem. Sister Chan Chan has a partner, so she is still a little star! So, in fact, Mo Yifei is the most suitable person to bring warmth to President Nan. After a moment of clear mind, Xiao Bailian immediately turned around.

"What are you doing?"

"My identity is not suitable. I will find someone who is suitable. Sister Mo is nearby. I will ask her to come and help you. She is not afraid of spreading it." Xiao Bailian's logic is very accurate.

Miss Mo didn't care about her reputation at all. When she was siping milk tea in a coffee shop, Miss Mo had already explained her position. Fame is all about clouds. Mo Yifei's ultimate goal is to make a wallet and raise a small breast dog!

"Stop." One hand quickly grabbed Xiao Bailian's arm: "Come in."

"Ah? I have millions of fans..."

"You have tens of millions of fans, come in now." Mr. Nan had a gloomy face and forced Xiao Bailian into the door.

"I never expected that the biggest assist in this matter was Mo Yifei." Su Chan held her chin and watched the live broadcast. While sighing, she noted the key points in her heart's small account book.

Xiao Bailian is too easy to give up. She can give up Nan Zhujue in just a few words. This is not good. Next, I have to strengthen Xiao Bailian's thoughts. As for Nan Zhujue, her mentality is not good. How long has Mo Yifei's affairs been, and it can still become a psychological shadow for him.

"The live broadcast continues. What do you think of the room door?" The live broadcast interface stopped at the door of Nan Zhujue's room. It had been a while since Su Chan rubbed her eyebrows to remind the world's will.

"The room is a private space!" The world is full of will: "What if my son and my daughter do something inside, how can I show it to you?"

Su Chan rolled her eyes.

She felt that the idea of ​​world will is a bit too advanced. With the current relationship between Nan Zhujue and Xiao Bailian, what can the two of them do to see people? It is at most a matter of kissing and holding hands. What's more, Xiao Bailian went to find Nan Zhujue with a mission this time. Not to mention the content of not seeing people, I'm afraid that there is no chance to pull hands.

Su Chan guessed it was correct at all.

After Xiao Bailian entered the room, she neither kissed her mouth nor held her hands, but sat in a regular manner on a chair for questioning by Nan Zhujue.

"Who told you I'm here?"

"What are you going to do when you come here to find me?"

Mr. Nan had a lot of questions, but Xiao Bailian didn't have time to pay attention to her. After entering the room, Nan Zhujue interrogated Nan Zhujue, and Xiao Bailian kept staring at her phone. Sister Chan Chan said that when Fan Pati arrived, she would tell herself how to do it on WeChat.

Xiao Bailian waited for ten minutes with President Nan's increasingly gloomy gaze, and finally waited for the message Su Chan sent her: The enemy is about to arrive at the battlefield, so hurry up and take a shower and change into a bathrobe. It is best to let President Nan change into a bathrobe too.

Xiao Bailian looked up, looked at Mr. Nan who was about to storm, stood up decisively, and went to the bathroom by herself.

"What are you doing?"

"Take a bath." Xiao Bailian rushed into the bathroom, took off her clothes and turned on hot water.

The president of Nanda was sitting in the room, confused. Could this little silly girl have no place to take a bath and come to the bathroom? Think about the poor and stingy little girl carefully. It is not impossible for him to be close to the ink. Damn, he might have been fooled, or he was fooled by a little silly girl with a worrying IQ.

"Hmph, I'll let you feel the consequences of running to the wrong room later." Mr. Nan pulled off his tie, unbuttoned the three buttons of his shirt, and prepared to make the little white lotus's three views broken.

However, before Xiao Bailian came out of the bathroom, the door rang. Mr. Nan rubbed his eyebrows speechlessly and walked towards the door of the room. He went out for a social event and drank some wine. He finally found a place to rest, but after many people came to disturb him. If there was nothing important to this outside the door this time, he would...

"Just that's all." Before he could imagine, President Nan opened the door of the room, and then a body with fragrant wind crashed into his arms, directly knocking the President Nanyang University to take a big step back.

Then, he hooked Mr. Nan's neck with one hand, and then he leaned towards his face with a bloody mouth.

It was a while since then, the Nanda President subconsciously slammed his knees and twisted them backwards, and threw the guy hanging onto the ground. After a "bang", the victim's muffled groan rang.

"Who are you?" The president of Nanyang University was so angry that his breathing became much heavier.

It would be fine if Xiao Sha Niu opened a room and was rubbed against the bathroom. Who said Xiao Sha Niu was the person he wanted to protect. However, being eaten tofu on his own territory was not something that Mr. Nan could accept. While being angry, Mr. Nan took out his cell phone. He wanted the hotel manager to come over now. Is the hotel security dead? Can anyone be put into the hotel!

"Mr. Nan, I, I have liked you for a long time!" The attacker was lying on the ground and grabbed the president of Nan University's pants, pulling it down while trying to confess his love to Nan Zhujue.

However, she didn't notice Mr. Nan's expression as if it were a pot bottom.

Nan Zhujue was disgusted.

While pulling his belt, he turned on his cell phone and contacted the hotel manager to come over with the security guard. It doesn't matter what is being held accountable now, but what is important is to drive the woman out.

When President Nan was looking for the contact information of the hotel manager from the address book, another series of footsteps came over. This time, two strange women appeared. As soon as these two people appeared, the woman lying on the ground changed her movements.

Nan Zhujue watched the woman who was holding his pants and never let go, letting go, letting go, and while changing to the ground, he quickly took off his clothes.

Being jumped by a fairy.

President Nan instantly understood his current situation.

"How dare you..." The president of Nanyang University has never suffered such grievances since he was a child. No one has ever dared to design himself like this under his nose, and he is so arrogant that he does not hide it at all.

The woman on the ground looked desperate, and the two outside the door subconsciously took a few steps back.

Confident?

snort!

President Nan snorted coldly and walked towards the woman on the ground: "Fan Pai? If I don't go to find you, you've delivered it to the door."

"Mr. Nan, I'm..." Fan Pai grabbed the collar with one hand, looked up at Nan Zhujue with a pair of tears.

Damn, this person is really a loss for the entertainment industry if he doesn’t enter the entertainment industry. This crying scene is much better than Su Chan!

Mr. Nan's forehead leaped.

However, the immortal jump was not the end, it was a tight beginning. When Nan Zhujue was about to crush these people who dared to perform immortal jump on him, a familiar voice sounded.

"Zhu Jue, are you?" The voice was three-pointed, three-pointed, and four-pointed, unbelievable. The owner of the palette-like voice was none other than Nan Zhujue's biological mother, Mrs. Nan.

Hold!
Chapter completed!