Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 579
Joel Yan followed his gaze, his face changed suddenly, and he hugged himself with his arms crossed:

"Aunt Jiu, please speak carefully."

Mo Jijiu sneered, as if Joel Yan's tricks like a little girl had been seen through by her a long time ago:
"What? I think our Shen family is easy to bully, and they force them to give them. They don't want to eat them. They deliberately say that they look down on you and don't give you face. Now they are pouring this plate of dim sum on me. What a rare thing, deliberately trying to scare someone Woolen cloth?"

Joel choked on a cigarette and retorted:
"This has nothing to do with you, I just missed it!"

"Your mistake has stained my well-crafted dance dress."

"I'll just pay you!" Joel frowned.

Mo Hejiu leaned down slightly, looked at these short little Douding, and smiled treacherously:
"Okay, then pay for it!"

After she finished speaking, she grabbed Joel's cigarette by the collar, pried open her mouth, and stuffed the snack in.

When Joel Yan reacted unexpectedly, the whole model had already been stuffed into her mouth.

There was an uproar in the audience, but no one dared to step forward to stop it.

Who doesn't know Aunt Jiu's rough temper?In the past, it was possible to get a broken bone in a block.

So everyone lowered their heads unanimously, pretending not to see or hear.

Joel's eyes widened and he struggled with his hands and feet.

But Aunt Jiu's strength is really too great, grabbing her is like grabbing a flapping chick, and she doesn't pay attention to her weak strength at all.

After stuffing three of them, Mo Hejiu pushed her aside in disgust.

"Cough cough cough!!!"

Joel Yan, who was finally liberated, stroked the table in pain, clutching his throat, trying to vomit out the snacks that fell on the floor just now.

After a lot of struggle, the makeup was all over, and the rouge rubbed against her lips, which made the outline of her lips bigger, which looked very funny.

A trace of humiliation and unwillingness flashed in his eyes, Joel Yan clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

From the corner of the eye, he looked at Qu Changsheng and Mo Hejiu with resentment.

Those plastic sisters stepped forward to appease:
"Princess, are you alright?"

"Humph."

Mo Hejiu snorted, turned around and left, not forgetting to grab the wine bottle prepared by the door.

When Shen Yangqi saw Qiao Eryan in such pain, she felt something bad in her heart, and seeing Qu Changsheng still standing there, she was even more indignant.

"Wait, you two have a big deal!"

After saying this, Shen Yangqi hurriedly joined the team of plastic sisters.

But Qu Changsheng's master and servant had no sense of guard at all, and Xuan Yue even fell into a nympho completely:

"Not to mention, her posture just now is really handsome. I have never seen a woman who can have that kind of man's free and easy energy."

"When you meet that kind of jerk, you really should be as decisive as her!"

Chang Sheng didn't answer, looked at the open door, thought for a while, and followed up.

In the dark blue sky, there are many Kongming lanterns rising slowly.

Occasionally, there is the smell of wine.

Chang Sheng followed the smell, and saw Mo Hejiu half leaning on the railing, the tail of his exquisite skirt embroidered with gold thread hanging down on the ground mercilessly.

The slender and delicate hand held the small jug, and drank one after another.

Lazy and inexplicably sexy.

Seemingly aware of the movement, she looked back at her.

Those amber eyes, with a faint stream of light, were extremely beautiful.

With just this one glance, it seemed like tens of millions of years had passed, and it was suddenly imprinted on Chang Sheng's heart like an imprint.

(End of this chapter)