Little sweet wife, super ferocious!

As soon as he ran to 207, Xia Yunxi put the cleaning tools aside, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Three knocks. There's no reaction inside.

She would like to politely say to the guests, "Hello, waiter." But there's nothing we can do.

Xia Yunxi held his breath, raised his hand and knocked on the door of the private room again.

The waiting time is the longest, especially for Xia Yunxi.

It was the first time in three years that she was exposed.

Although I have been working in yunshang for several months, it's all kitchen work, and it won't be exposed.

When the door of the private room opened, Xia Yunxi's heart also trembled. Fortunately, she wore a mask, even if she met an old acquaintance, she would not be recognized.

The man who came out was drunk and his eyes were blurred. Xia Yunxi frowned and began to sign.

"I'm the cleaner here. I'm here to clean up." Finished sign language and regret, such a way to get along, few normal people can understand.

"Third brother!" The man laughs evil Si, toward inside yelled a voice, "came a mute."

Xia Yunxi heard people introduce her like this, the tip of his nose is slightly sour, and his hand holding the cleaning tool is tight.

"Come on, come in with me." The man waved to Xia Yunxi.

Xia Yunxi licked her lower lip hard, even if she didn't want to, she had to bite her teeth to make a living.

Take the cleaning tools and follow the man in. It's full of excitement and atmosphere.

"Third brother, you said that if you don't get drunk, you won't come back."

"Come on, do it!"

Xia Yunxi stands at the door with a cleaning tool, staring at the man who is talking.

That's Fu Shaoxian's best friend, Huo Chen.

Third brother?

Fu San Shao!

Even if did not see that man, Xia Yunxi's body already started to tremble.

The man known as "third brother" was surrounded by people, and she had no chance to see him.

Is that him?

It must be!

As long as there is Huo Chen, most of Fu Shaoxian is present. Besides, how many "three brothers" can there be in Kyoto?

"Yes, third brother, it's time to celebrate that we're all going to take off the bill."

"Third brother, don't patronize to bring food to your sister-in-law. You should also let her have a drink."

Sister in law?

Xia Yunxi's heart once again cracked, healing wounds as if again by heavy damage, merciless tear!

Three years later, Fu Shaoxian had a new love.

No matter how good feelings will be diluted by time!

"She has drunk a lot. Don't embarrass her." The man's magnetic voice reverberated in the private room, stimulating Xia Yunxi's spirit, "I drank this glass of wine for her."

She would never forget the sound.

It's really him!

I'll drink this for her!

What an enviable shelter.

Once upon a time, he loved her so much.

No, even more

Then, is the voice of the woman Jiao Didi, "less string, or I drink it, you will drive later."

Little string!

Once upon a time, it was her name.

Xia Yunxi's breath suddenly became short, even if she didn't see the person's real face, the sound alone made her have a huge depression.

What to do?

Should she move forward?

"Ah, the cleaner over there, what are you doing?" Someone found Xia Yunxi pestle in the door, impatient cry, "don't hurry here to clean."

Xia Yunxi returned to her senses. She dropped her eyes and went over with a cleaning tool in silence.

There is not much dirt around men's feet, but they are used to being treated by people since childhood. How can they bear the slightest bit of dirt around them.

Xia Yunxi bent waist, skilled cleaning the dirt on the ground, her line of sight a tiny glance, just to see the man surrounded by the crowd.

At that moment, Xia Yunxi's heart, which he thought had been precipitated, cracked again.

At this time, the man holds the wine glass and purses his lips tightly. In such a strong atmosphere, Xia Yunxi sees a touch of loneliness from him, and the women around him cooperate with him and accept the pursuit of others.

"Third sister-in-law, third sister-in-law!"

This title echoes in Xia Yunxi's ear again and again, just like ten million sharp blades penetrating into her heart.

Fu Shaoxian.

We still meet!