Chapter 94 If a Woman Holds Hands with a Woman, Are You a Psychopath?

At this time, a tall and handsome figure came over and stopped next to Lu Qier. It was Fu Qinglun.

"Brother Qinglun, you came just in time. This Lin Shiyu sang a cover of Sister Qi'er's "Legend", and we are planning to sue her for copyright infringement!" Lin Ruoxi immediately complained to Fu Qinglun.

Fu Qinglun's cold eyes fell lightly on Lin Shiyu's beautiful little face.

"Now everyone is here, the princess, the princess's knights, and the princess's... maid." Tang Moer said with a bright smile on her lips.

The princess's maid?

Lin Ruoxi's expression changed greatly, "Tang Mo'er, who is the princess's maid?"

"Whoever agrees will do so."

"you!"

At this time, Lin Shiyu untied her thin legs and stepped forward. She looked at Lu Qier's noble and elegant little face, her voice was cold and she smiled, "Who wants to sue me, you? I didn't ask you to settle the score, so you just Please be quiet, and this princess's new clothes are covering me tightly, don't let me lie down, you are just a...thief."

Thief, thief.

Lu Qier's two small hands hanging by her side were quickly pulled into fists. Suddenly she bent down and pressed her heart with her small hands, showing a look of pain.

At this time, Lin Shiyu felt clear pain coming from Hao's wrist, and it was Fu Qinglun who was beside her who grabbed her Hao's wrist forcefully.

She frowned in pain and looked at Fu Qinglun coldly, "Let go."

Fu Qinglun's handsome figure was hidden in the dim cloister palace lanterns, looking profound and complex.

"The knights of the princess are praising you. You are at most... the gunman of thieves. Three years ago you teamed up to steal my "Legend" but it doesn't matter. I'm back and I will let the world see clearly who is the queen of the music industry." Who is the legend!"

After saying that, Lin Shiyu withdrew her little hand forcefully.

Fu Qinglun's heart was slightly shocked. He looked at the beautiful little face in front of him that was bathed in calmness and publicity. He always knew that what made her stunning was not only her appearance, but also her talent.

Suddenly there was a business card in his palm, and Lin Shiyu's faint voice sounded in his ears, "Oh, by the way, I know an old Chinese doctor who specializes in treating male diseases. If you are sick, treat it as soon as possible. Mr. Fu, I wish you a speedy recovery." Restore the manhood.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Qinglun's handsome face instantly darkened. He looked at her with a gloomy face that was about to drip.

Male disease?

How dare she say it!

"Mo'er, let's go."

"Okay." Tang Mo'er held Lin Shiyu's little hand with a crooked eyebrow.

At this time, the man who had been silent suddenly spoke with a low and sarcastic voice, "A woman is holding hands with a woman, are you a psychopath?"

Tang Mo'er, who was scolded as a "pervert", stopped and saw Fu Qinglun's sinister gaze falling on the small hands held by her and Lin Shiyu. That gaze was hair-raising.

It's normal for best friends to hold hands. Why does this man think he's a psychopath?

This Fu Qinglun is really a straight man with advanced stage cancer.

Tang Mo'er winked playfully, leaned over and gave Lin Shiyu a bite on her face.

Fu Qinglun's handsome face immediately turned black. He stared at the small area where Lin Shiyu was kissed, and resisted himself from rushing forward and wiping it with his hands, wiping hard and wiping it clean.

Tang Moer felt relieved, "Shiyu, let's go, you smell so good, I really want to hold you to sleep at night."

The two women disappeared from sight.

Fu Qinglun froze in place for a long time, his chest began to rise and fall, and the air around him became oppressive and thin.