Chapter 1256 The Kiss of Yao Beikun (3)
She walked over and the waiter handed her a plate.

I have never seen a pig run, but I have seen a pig walk. I have seen a lot of them on TV, and I have learned from the TV. I pick out those meals that look delicious. Working hard, a familiar voice suddenly sounded beside me.

"Liu Xiaoli?"

Ali quickly turned her head and looked at Wen Hao standing not far from her, wearing a suit and leather shoes, looking very refined and refined, and holding his arm was his girlfriend Rou Rou, wearing a white evening dress, V Very low, you can clearly see her deep grooves, and her chest is very surging.

"You actually appeared here?!" Wen Hao said with some sarcasm in his tone.

Ali pursed her lips, ignoring his serious disdain, carrying her pastry, and prepared to leave without saying a word.

"Liu Xiaoli, why are you pretending to be noble." Wen Hao suddenly pulled her arm.

Ali's hand was unsteady, and the dinner plate suddenly fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

The sudden sound also stopped the originally orderly hall, and their eyes shot at them in unison, making Ali feel extremely embarrassed for a moment, and a little ashamed.

"Sorry." Wen Hao suddenly showed his gentle and polite smile, "This lady accidentally dropped the plate on the floor as she walked by me, everyone, I'm sorry."

The other people in the hall also felt that there was nothing to watch, so they looked away and continued talking.

Ali glanced at Wen Hao, seeing the contrast between the man's appearance at this time and the way he was facing her, she still felt a little ironic.

Wen Hao didn't seem to intend to get entangled with Ali anymore, and took his girlfriend to the side.

Ali looked at their backs, squatted down, and picked up the debris on the ground bit by bit.

At this moment, the waiter also hurried over, cleaned up the things on the ground, and said, "Miss, just let me come."

"Miss? How do you know he belongs to Miss?" A voice suddenly sounded from above.

Ali looked up and looked at Wen Qin who was wearing a red dress.

Wenqin also saw Liu Xiaoli because of the commotion here just now. She really felt that this woman had an evil spirit, and she could get involved in this kind of place.

"Liu Xiaoli, how did you say you got in?" Wen Qin was disdainful.

The last time she was satirized by Liu Xiaoli at his brother's birthday party, she hated him for the rest of her life.

Ali stood up from the ground, turned around and left.

She doesn't want to have anything to do with this woman.

Seeing that she was ignored by others, Wenqin felt extremely upset. She suddenly strode over and grabbed Liu Xiaoli's arm, "Where are you going?"

"Let go!" Ali looked at Wenqin fiercely.

"Yo, threaten me?" Wen Qin looked at her coldly, "You think I'm afraid of you?! Whore!"

Ali bit her lip, "Wenqin, I don't want to embarrass all of us in this place!"

"It's you who are embarrassing, why me?! A prostitute has the nerve to show up in this kind of place wearing a high-end evening dress, aren't you ashamed? You are not afraid of being taken away by your body when you walk on such an expensive street stall. Is it polluted?! I even feel that I am breathing the same air as you, and I feel so disgusting!" Wen Qin said every word, extremely vicious.

Ali endured it, she suddenly pushed Wenqin away, the force was not too strong, but not too small, after all, she pushed Wenqin away.

Wen Qin looked at Ali's expression of not wanting to talk to her at all, thinking that a prostitute was so noble, she was so disgusted, she said fiercely, "Liu Xiaoli, you whore! How did you get in here!"

The sound was very loud, so loud that it was intended to be heard by all the people at the banquet.

Wen Qin really thought so.

Now half of the people in the hall are looking this way, and everyone is looking at the prostitute that Wenqin said, Ali.

Ali also knew that she shouldn't appear in this kind of place.

She also knows that this kind of place is not something that a person like her can expect at all, and what she can get in this place is nothing but disdain or contempt.

She looked at Wen Qin who had a smug face in front of her.

There are always a few whores.A slut like a bitch, making people unable to control their emotions at all, Ali walked towards Wenqin suddenly, without any special expression on her face, she just walked straight over.

Wen Qin looked at Ali's appearance, and there was some change on his face, as if he shivered for a second.

But after thinking about it, this woman didn't dare to do anything against her, so she unconsciously raised her chin and looked at her arrogantly.

Ali suddenly grabbed Wenqin's coiled long hair and pulled it hard.

Wen Qin felt that his scalp was about to be torn, and couldn't help screaming, "Liu Xiaoli, you are crazy, let me go."

Ali ruthlessly tugged at Wenqin's hair, very savage.

The hall was in an uproar.

Wenqin screamed and started to fight back.

The two women just fought without any image.

At this time, everyone in the hall saw this place, and most of them were gloating at the joke, and no one stepped forward to stop anything.

Wen Hao saw his sister and Liu Xiaoli fighting, his face changed, and he hurried over, trying to separate them.

The two women had already scuffled together regardless of their appearance, and they couldn't pull apart for a while.

"Let go!" A stern voice suddenly sounded from above his head.

Ali seemed to be instinctive at that moment, and stopped immediately.

Wen Qin slapped Ali hard on the face at this moment, it was loud.

Just at that moment, Wen Hao had already hugged his younger sister to stop her crazy move.

Ali stood in the middle of the crowd in such a state of embarrassment, with no one by her side, she could feel many sharp eyes looking at her with colored light.

She smiled helplessly.

Smiling, the eye sockets are actually a little red.

But she endured well.

She turned around and looked at Yao Beikun, a handsome man in a suit and leather shoes.

Compared to her current embarrassment, she really felt that she was far away from the man in front of her. Even if Sun Wukong took her to roll a Jing Douyun, she still felt that she would not be able to catch up with this man.

"I'm sorry, Lord Kun." Ali said.

She still remembered the last time she hit Rose on the head with a wine bottle and was kicked by Yao Beikun.

This time I swept his face in front of so many people, I don't know what will happen.

Anyway, all done.

Yao Beikun looked at Ali, at the smile she tried to pull out on her face, at her messy hair, Zou Baba's clothes, and her cheeks that were so red and swollen that they couldn't be ignored.

(End of this chapter)

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