Mr.Night, please sign for your barbaric wife!

Seeing Mu Qing porcelain, I was obviously very angry, but on the surface, I pretended to be calm and light, and smiled so captivating. Night Qing's deep fundus couldn't help but gently rippling a light and playful smile. Even the thin lip flap rose.

"Oh? What is "kazam" symphony? " He asked with interest.

"Want to try?" Mu qingporcelain was not annoyed when she saw his smiling face, but asked him with a smile.

"HMM."

Mu qingporcelain restrained the smile on his lips, and then reached out to hold the hand of yeqingshen, which was still on his cheek at this time, and shone on his arm, "click".

"Er......" night Qing's deep eyebrow slightly frowned, and couldn't help but send out a stuffy hum from his throat.

On one side, seeing mu qingporcelain's hand, he impolitely gave Ye Qingshen's hand to the dislocated ye Tingxiu. Shi Yichen and Jing still had three people, all of whom were as dull as a chicken.

I'll go... His sister-in-law is too tough. I really... I really broke his brother's hand and dislocated it! This is definitely the first person who dares to do this to his brother.

And look at his brother, there is no anger on his face. On the contrary, it still keeps the calm and light.

Yeting Xiu's mouth was wide open. This pair of admiring porcelain is even more admirable.

Jing was still a little surprised, but then he turned into a "sure enough" expression.

If you want to take advantage of Li'er, tut... You can't get any benefit.

"Xiao porcelain, you are so cruel that you really broke and dislocated my hand." Night Qing looked at Mu Qing porcelain with a slightly wronged look.

Mu qingporcelain didn't feel guilty at all. After shrugging his shoulders, he gently raised his eyebrows, picked up the cocktail he had ordered on the table, put it to his lips, and drank it gracefully.

Shi Yichen got up and walked towards Yeqing deep, and then stretched out his hand to connect his arm to him.

"Sister-in-law, you are so awesome! I want to learn from you. " A little Bayi looked at mu qingporcelain with excitement and admiration. His two eyes were almost shining.

"What do you call me?" Mu qingporcelain glanced at him coldly and faintly. After laughing twice, he asked, "do you want to listen to the 'Kacha' Symphony, too?"

"Oh, no, no, no! I don't want to! " Night Tingxiu shook his head like a rattle.

"Qing porcelain, you are so cruel. How can you really break my brother's hand and dislocate it." After seeing the toughness of Mu Qing porcelain, a little eight changed the title of Mu Qing porcelain very wisely.

When he said this, his tone was a little complaining.

But in fact, this heart was secretly rubbing to praise mu qingporcelain, and then said again, well done!

He thought that the only person in the world who dared to do this to his brother was the porcelain master in front of him.

Tilting porcelain?

When hearing this name, mu qingporcelain's lip corner still couldn't help but smoke gently.

He is really familiar. This is the first time they have met.

However, after hearing his words, mu qingporcelain had no sense of guilt. On the contrary, she glanced defiantly at Yeqing Shen sitting next to him. Then he hooked his lips at him, "Mr. night, remember that a woman's face can't be touched casually."