Immediately marriage: Mr.Li, I want your hug

Yanluoxi was surrounded by reporters and couldn't squeeze out at all. Gu Qian, who had been following her, didn't know where to squeeze. When she was crowded, the film stretched out hit her forehead.

She frowned with pain, and the shutter "clicked" one after another. She looked at the reporters in front of her. She suddenly felt a little afraid.

As her fame has greatly increased, she has a shivering feeling every time she faces a reporter. If one day, the fact that she is the daughter of a trafficker is exposed, what kind of expression will she use to interview her?

"Miss Yan, the Internet says you are a third party. What do you say about this matter? Please say a few words."

Without Yan Luoxi's response, the reporters became more and more eager to ask questions, as if they could get the first-hand news as long as they pried her mouth open.

Yanluoxi's eyes jumped badly. She raised her hand and stroked her forehead. She said low, "enough."

Why on earth should she bear these slanders, why should she be pressed by them, why should she stand here to break free but can't? The noise in her ear intensified, and the microphone hit her chin directly.

She looked up at the excited reporters. She said, "I've said enough."

It was not the first time that she was surrounded by a reporter, but she felt powerless for the first time. Before she faced the reporter calmly, she seemed to be only flustered. Just as she raised her eyes, her eyes swept coldly over the reporter who was trying to squeeze her. When she was about to drink enough, a low and steady voice came from the distant sky.

"Since the reporter friend is so curious, how about asking me?"

The world suddenly quieted down. Everyone looked at the cold and tall man standing outside the crowd. The crowd didn't know it was time to shout, "it's Li night praying for me."

The crowd suddenly returned to their senses, scrambled to turn the camera and ran towards the fierce night prayer.

Li Yeqi was wearing a black self-cultivation windbreaker and stood under the golden sunset, just like a legitimate God falling from the sky. He slightly pursed his thin lips, glanced over the excited reporter, and finally landed on the girl standing still.

Her hand hanging on her side clenched into a fist, as if she had endured to the extreme, so lonely and helpless.

When his eyes hurt, he raised his legs and walked slowly towards her. The besieged reporters were shocked by the cold and noble aura emanating from him, and no one dared to stop him.

Until he stood in front of yanluoxi, he stretched out his hand to raise her chin, and his eyes fell on her red, swollen and bleeding forehead. He narrowed his eyes, and his aura became colder in vain.

The reporters standing a few steps away could not move, and some even forgot to press the shutter.

"Sorry, I'm late." Li Yeqi's voice was deep and gentle. He stretched out his hand to take her into his arms, turned to the reporter, and his sharp and sharp eyes swept over the strange faces present. "We will hold a press conference at 13:14 tomorrow afternoon. Let's explain briefly. Later, my secretary will send you an invitation. Can you give us some quiet space first?"

The reporters looked at the handsome face as beautiful as a God. For a while, no one dared to refute it. After a long time, someone left one after another.

Gu Qian didn't come until the reporters left. She was pushed and fell by the crowd and stepped on several feet. When she saw Yan Luoxi surrounded by reporters, she couldn't squeeze in with all her strength.

At this moment, there is a kind of happiness for the rest of life, "brother seven, fortunately you came in time. These reporters are like eating people. It's crazy."

Li Yeqi saw several footprints on her white clothes. He frowned. Gu Qian was the treasure of Mo Beichen. If he was injured again, it would be difficult for him to explain to Mo Beichen.

"Aren't you hurt?"

Gu Qian lowered her eyes and saw the footprints on her body. She quickly patted the dust. She looked embarrassed and said, "I'm okay. I'm too useless, sister Luo Xi. Are you okay?"

Yan Luoxi slowly recovered. She gently pushed away the night prayer, looked up at him in confusion, "what happened?"

Gu Qian and Li Yeqi looked at each other. She said, "sister Luo Xi, the photos of you and brother seven going to the playground yesterday were posted online by fans, which caused fans to swear wildly. Then brother seven Po issued your marriage certificate, which became like this."

Yan Luoxi frowned. Yesterday, the photos were posted online by fans. Tian Lingyun called her. She thought the photos had been handled, but she didn't expect so many changes to happen today.

Her red lips were tight, and she stared at Li Yeqi unhappily. "You are too rash. Even if you want to issue a marriage certificate, you should ask for my consent first."

Li Yeqi could not hear the blame in her tone. He really had selfish intentions. When she was getting farther and farther away, the way he could think of was to tell the world that they were husband and wife.

First, it can wash away the rumors of a third party for her. Second, it can let people all over the world know that they are husband and wife. She is covered by him and belongs to him alone.

Slightly clenched his fist and easily copied it into his trouser pocket. His tone was warm and cool. "Well, in the rising period of your career, you suddenly announced that you have a master of famous flowers. It's really rash."

"You know I don't mean that." Rather than drag him into the eyes of the people all over the country and put the label of Yan Luoxi's husband on him, she would rather bear the abuse and slander of a third party, "cancel tomorrow's press conference. I won't go."

Li Yeqi stared at her with a thick disappointment, "Xi'er..."

"Cancel the press conference and I will solve this problem in my own way." Yanluoxi said coldly, turned and left. As soon as she stepped away, her wrist was buckled by the other party.

She turned around and unexpectedly ran into the man's angry black eyes. She said, "Li Yeqi, my career is not important. If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed. I don't care what kind of person I am in the eyes of outsiders, so whether you want to cancel it or not, I won't go tomorrow."

"Your career is not important?" Li night prayed for a sharp irony at the bottom of her eyes, and asked, "you don't care what kind of person you are in the eyes of outsiders, so tell me, what do you care?"

I care about you!

Yanluoxi lowered her eyes and growled in her heart, but she didn't say, "I don't care about anything."

Li Yeqi's mood was forced out of control. He grabbed her collar and said, "I don't care if you ask Jinnian to arrange your play so closely. I don't care if you stay up until 3 or 4 a.m. every night to recite your lines. I don't care if you force yourself to this point? Yan Luoxi, what is your truth? "