Distance Between No Love And Deep Love

The fine Yao son doesn't know to feel sharp, the corner of the mouth still takes the appropriate smile, slightly nodded.

Yu Ya sneered, "it's not easy for you to climb up to the president. You look so ordinary. I don't know what the president likes about you. "

Qing Yao'er feels that there is a lot of killing around her, which is out of line with the Central Committee of the annual meeting. Although she doesn't want to deal with such people in front of her, it seems that it's not her style to allow others to bully her.

"I'm just wondering. If you want to be beautiful, have a figure and have acting skills, the president just doesn't like you." The ending is slightly upturned, and the words are satirical.

Yu Ya immediately changed her face, "you..."

"Oh, by the way, you have a lot of experience in seducing people. Why didn't you get the president? Is it because there are too many fish in the hook and the hook is bent? " Ignoring Yu Ya's instant discolored face, Qing Yao'er gets up and says carelessly when she passes by.

Yu Ya secretly gnashes her teeth. She originally wanted to come over and give her a bully and let her accept her recent arrogance. However, she did not expect that this woman, like a lamb, was a wolf in sheep's clothing. Her mouth was so poisonous!

However, Yu Ya is also a master who doesn't admit defeat. She follows her and says, "what about you? It's not the same with the president! "

I thought that Qing Yao'er would turn around and scold her, or even fight with her. However, Qing Yao'er didn't even stop for a moment and said directly, "is it more relevant?" Tone is cold hard, finish saying, fine Yao son strides toward the drink to walk.

I don't know what kind of mentality Yu Ya is out of. She even has the past. She takes a cup of tequila, shakes it in her hand twice, and carefully checks the color of the wine in her hand.

"You see, it's beautiful." Light blue background, floating on the top of about half a cup of red liquid, liquid attached to the light green wine, looks layered, it is really beautiful.

The next moment, the glass turned upside down, the layered wine poured down, mercilessly sprinkled on the light pink tail of Qing Yao'er's skirt.

"A large part of its beauty is set off by the wine glass. Once there is no wine glass, it is just scattered sand." Yu Ya put the empty glass on the table and looked at the skirt wet with wine with great interest.

Yu Ya's lips were full of sarcastic smile: "ah, I'm so sorry that the wine didn't understand the rules and got your skirt wet."

"It doesn't matter." Qing Yao'er said calmly: "lions don't turn back because of barking. I don't need to compare with some uncivilized liquid. That will only make others feel that I'm too low-level. I even have to blame people who can't count on anything."

In a word, Yu Ya's fingertips have turned white, and her wine glass seems to be broken in the next moment, "who can't even count as a thing?"

He's also a hot temper.

Qing Yao'er sips her drink lightly and shakes her head secretly. It seems that it's another cannon fodder with chest but no brain. This kind of person's existence is just natural cannon fodder.

But who is it?

Instigated such a brainless cannon fodder to pick things up.

Qing Yao'er swallowed his drink and said, "is there anyone else here besides you and me?"