Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

"Are you ningqiao?"

The voice of the woman behind him sounded again, accompanied by the sound of approaching high heels, and judging from the sound, the pace of footsteps was very fast, as if he couldn't wait to know who she was.

It seems that I can't escape.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at the fruit wine in his hand, put the cup on the table, slightly hooked the corner of his lips, turned around, looked at the visitor and said, "what a coincidence."

Isn't that a coincidence? It's just where we don't meet in life!

Han Lu was startled by Ning Qiao who suddenly turned around. She stopped and looked straight at Ning Qiao. It took two seconds to react. She immediately stared at her sharply and said, "Ning Qiao! Sure enough, it's you! "

"Are you looking for me?" Ning Qiao looked at Han Lu with a light smile.

The black polar evening dress has a white skin with a waist and chest. Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Han Lu with exquisite makeup and glanced at her chest. He was surprised to pick his eyebrows... So big? Is it long or is it padded inside?

Thanks to Yu shaomo, Ning Qiaoqiao's understanding of these women's products can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds.

"Looking for you? Yes, I'm looking for you! I haven't settled the last account with you! "

Han Lu angrily came up and looked like she was going to fight with Ning Qiao.

"Account? What account? " Ning Qiao's eyes flashed a cold feeling and pretended not to know.

"You'll know what it is!"

While talking, Han Lu has come to Ning Qiao, and her arm is suddenly raised. She really wants to slap Ning Qiao in the face! On such an occasion!

Ning Qiao's eyes flashed and he was ready to lean back and avoid, but he didn't expect Han Lu's hand to be suddenly held by another hand.

Ning Qiao looked at the hand of the man who covered Han Lu's arm. His purple grape eyes flashed and glanced at Han Lu.

"You let go of me!" Han Lu shouted at ran Wenxuan. Unexpectedly, her voice had attracted other people's attention.

Ran Wenxuan glanced at Ning Qiaoqiao without trace. He was relieved to know that she had not been hit. He screwed up his eyebrows, looked at Han Lu, lowered his voice and said, "Lulu, stop making trouble! Do you know that everyone is watching us now! Well, we just got the invitation card. Don't make trouble. "

Not everyone can come in this reception. They spent a lot of money to get the invitation card, but if they can open up a circle of contacts at this reception, the money will be worth it!

Ran Wenxuan frowned and looked at Han Lu, hoping that Han Lu could understand him. He even helped Han Lu smooth her hair to cover up her gaffe.

Unfortunately, Han Lu didn't appreciate it at all. Ran Wenxuan just approached and was suddenly pushed away by Han Lu. Her beautiful eyes stared at ran Wenxuan fiercely: "what's wrong with me? She burned my face. You don't blame her at all! Even say I'm making trouble? You said I was making trouble, didn't you? "

Han Lu suddenly saw Ning Qiao, who stood up and wanted to go. A cruel color flashed in her eyes, rushed over and picked up a glass of wine

"My God!" There was a sound of exclamation around.

"Lulu!" It's too late for ran Wenxuan to stop it.

Ningqiao's beautiful little face was splashed with dark red liquid!

The red wine ticked down, and the expensive skirt she was wearing was dirty.

Ning Qiao stood stunned, his eyes narrowed, and his jaw gradually clenched.

She wanted to leave this place of right and wrong, but she didn't expect to hide!

"You pour hot tea on my face and I pour you a glass of red wine! It's cheap for you! "

Han Lu threw the wine glass on Ning Qiao's body, and the quilt fell on the carpet.

"Lulu!" Ran Wenxuan came over and grabbed Han Lu who was still talking.

Han Lu was of course unhappy, and the two argued again.

Ning Qiao looked at the cup rolling around her feet, his eyes flashed, suddenly raised his head, his slender arm suddenly stretched out, and pulled ran Wenxuan's body back.

When everyone didn't react, she slapped Han Lu in the face!

"Pa!"

Everyone was stunned by this slap. Han Lu covered her face for a long time and didn't return to her mind.

Ning Qiaoqiao stared at Han Lu, sneered and said, "Han Lu, do you think I'm still Ning Qiaoqiao who let you spill?"

"Joe, Joe!" Ran Wenxuan hurried up to open Ning Qiao, but Ning Qiao waved his hand away.

"Men and women don't give and receive. Please respect yourself, sir!"

Ning Qiao gave ran Wenxuan a cold look, turned and left.

"You dare to hit me, Ning Qiaoqiao, stop!" Han Lu, who recovered, shouted to Ning Qiao.

Ning Qiao and Qiao Li ignored her. She looks very embarrassed now. She must go to the bathroom to clean it immediately.

"Stop!" Seeing Ning Qiao ignoring her, Han Lu, who was mad, chased her, but ran Wenxuan held her in his arms and scolded in a low voice: "enough, Lulu!"

"What's enough? Don't you see she hit me! Are you blind? Can't you see? " Han Lu roared hysterically to ran Wenxuan.

"I don't think it's enough."

A cold voice suddenly sounded in the crowd. Ning Qiaoqiao suddenly stopped walking forward and turned to his back.

The onlookers automatically separated a road. A slender and tall figure appeared in everyone's sight, and walked slowly with long legs.

Ning Qiaoqiao's eyes flashed, bit his lips and lowered his head until a pair of black leather shoes stopped in front of her. Ning Qiaoqiao lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I made a fool of you."

Even Yu shaomo had to make a living. It's conceivable how important it is, but she made a fuss on such an occasion.

Anyway, these people don't know her. It's not her who loses face. It's Yu shaomo who brought her.

Yu shaomo appeared, and the surroundings were quiet and strange, looking at Ning Qiao in surprise.

A pair of bony hands raised Ning Qiaoqiao's chin, and Ning Qiaoqiao's eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Look at me." Cold orders.

Ning Qiao was stunned and slowly raised his eyes to look at Yu shaomo, but it was really covered by a dark shadow.

Ningqiao subconsciously closed her eyes, and then felt the soft cloth touching her skin.

It turned out that he was wiping wine stains on her face with his handkerchief.

Ning Qiaoqiao opened his eyes again and looked straight at Yu shaomo with purple grape eyes. Under the bright light above his head, Yu shaomo seemed to be plated with a heavy aperture against the light, which made Ning Qiaoqiao dare not look directly.

Yu shaomo pursed his lips and wiped the red wine on Ning Qiao's face bit by bit.

Ran Wenxuan, standing behind him, hugged Han Lu and looked at his back. An imperceptible cold light flashed through his eyes.

Ning Qiaoqiao's small face gradually returned to white. Yu shaomo lifted her chin and looked around. The eagle's eyes, which were difficult to distinguish, sank and shook his head with some regret: "unfortunately, the makeup was spent."