"Chu, please keep your mouth clean when you speak from now on. You have been in the entertainment industry for so many years and you still don't know how to be a human being?" He said, raising his leg as if to kick.
After the battle in the arena below, Su Wanqing already fully understood how powerful Luo Xichen was. If this kick really went down, Chu Zihan would have to go to the hospital and stay in bed for several months.
Don't cause trouble!
Su Wanqing stopped Luo Xichen, her fairy-tale-like glazed black eyes were filled with worry, she looked steadily at those ice blue eyes and shook her head.
Luo Xichen has lived in a famous Italian mafia family all year round, and has long been trained to be bloody and wild. How can he let it go now?
Su Wanqing had no choice but to hug his strong and narrow waist from behind, and at the same time opened the door of 1807 with the key card, and while dragging him inside, he gave Chu Hong, who was at a loss at the side, a wink.
Chu Hong was smart and immediately understood what she meant, and quickly helped Chu Zihan, who was in great pain after receiving a heavy punch, into room 1808.
After closing the door, he dragged the angry Luo Xichen to the sofa and settled him down. Then he went to the small bar in the room and poured him a glass of ice-cold vodka.
She originally wanted to make him a cup of warm coffee, but according to his current mood, iced spirits would be more suitable.
Sure enough, Luo Xichen took the goblet, stared at the crystal clear wine, smelled the clear aroma of the wine, the anger on his face subsided slightly, and then raised the glass and drank it all.
I remember hearing Mechelle say at noon that Luo Xichen was one month younger than me, so he should be an adult now. He could drink alcoholic drinks just after he turned eighteen.
However, what Su Wanqing didn't know was how Luo Xichen, who was born into the mafia, could abide by Na Laoshizi's prohibition on alcohol. Now he can be said to be intoxicated after a thousand drinks.
After drinking a glass of high-concentration foreign wine, Luo Xichen felt a burning sensation in his stomach. The depression in his heart seemed to have found an outlet. He breathed a long sigh of relief and his mood improved a lot.
"Wan Qing." After a long silence, Luo Xichen finally spoke.
"Eh?" Su Wanqing looked at him happily and cast a questioning look.
Ice blue eyes looked straight at hers, as clear as a vast ocean, Luo Xichen said: "Stay away from that Chu Zihan in the future, he is not a good person."
"Oh." Su Wanqing responded obediently, but still couldn't help but argue, "Actually... Brother Zihan is usually very nice. This time I filmed the MV with him. Along the way he
They also take good care of me as a newcomer."
Luo Xichen frowned, her ice-blue eyes narrowed slightly, and her voice was full of danger: "You mean Chu Zihan is the leading actor in your new song MV?"
"Yes." Su Wanqing nodded and explained, "Brother Zihan is now a king-level figure in the entertainment and music circles. He only agreed to come forward for the sake of his mother and Uncle Luo, who supported me as a newcomer.
Sing with me, and even travel thousands of miles to accompany me to Italy for filming."
Luo Xichen frowned more and more, and asked, "Where is your shooting location?"
"According to the planned itinerary, first there is the Colosseum, then the Renaissance Art Museum, and finally St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican."
"That's it." Luo Xichen put his hands on the armrests of the sofa and fell into deep thought.