Owl, Your Wife Has Dropped Her Waistcoat Again

  Chapter 162 Plagiarizing Fire Girl

  And Xu Jing looked incredulous.

  Wen Jiuqing is actually...

  Gosh, Wen Jiuqing is actually that mysterious perfumer sake? ? ?

  And Lin Mengyue had a bad premonition in her heart when she heard the words Huo Nv.

  After hearing Shen Yichen's question, Lin Mengyue's face became completely pale!

What does Shen Yichen mean?

  Wen Jiuqing is sake?

How can this be?

  She would rather believe that others are sake than Wen Jiuqing is sake!

  Lin Mengyue put her gaze on Wen Jiuqing on the stage, a vicious light burst out of her eyes, as if she was about to tear Wen Jiuqing into pieces.

  Xu Jing looked at Zuo Hanxiao: "Hey, do you see Lin Mengyue's face? Hahaha, she was laughing to death."

  Zuo Hanxiao glanced at her, then coldly withdrew his gaze, saying nothing.

  Xu Jing: "……"

  Wen Jiuqing on stage nodded slightly: "Yes."

  Shen Yichen nodded, repeatedly admiring: "Miss Wen, you are simply a genius."

  Wen Jiuqing smiled slightly: "I don't dare to be ashamed."

  Shen Yichen: "……"

   Dare to be?

  Is there anything you dare not be?

  Wen Jiuqing's talent in perfumery is almost catching up with his master!

  After all, his master has been out of the circle for a year, and he has not seen him this year, and he does not know where the others are.

   "Oh my God, Shen Yichen's judgement on Sister Qing is too high, right."

   "Yes, it is really rare to see the judge Shen Yichen praise others so sincerely."

   "What's so great?"

   "Amazing? Ha ha, would you adjust us a bottle of Fire Girl?"

   "I didn't say I want to adjust.

  Lin Mengyue looked at Li Shenkui and raised a very ugly smile, “I didn’t expect my sister to be sake.”

  Lin Mengyue had been carefully observing Li Shenkui's face, only to see that his eyes seemed to shine, and his eyes were staring straight at Wen Jiuqing on the stage.

  Lin Mengyue gritted her teeth and shook Li Shenkui’s arm, “Brother Shenkui, I’m talking to you.”

  Li Shenkui came back to his senses and asked, "Mengyue, what did you just say?"

  He really didn't hear it. His eyes and thoughts were always on Wen Jiuqing, after all, Wen Jiuqing on the stage was too dazzling at the moment.

  She seemed to have a kind of magical power slowly tempting him.

  Lin Mengyue shook her head, concealing her embarrassment, "It's okay."

  Shen Yichen said to the other judges and teachers, "Let’s start scoring."

  A few people scored and handed it to the host. The host just wanted to say something.

   Suddenly, Lin Mengyue stepped forward and said, “Sister, although I know you have always wanted to win honor for Class 7, you can’t do things like plagiarism.”

  As soon as the words came out, the people present sighed for a while.

   "What does Lin Mengyue mean? Is it possible that Wen Jiuqing's perfume copied the fire girl of sake??"

   "Hey, don't talk nonsense, our sister Qing won't do all these indiscriminate things!"

   "That is, it is pitiful to know that you are not as skilled as others, and you can't see that others are better than you."

   "You are pitiful, take a bite of Sister Qing, Sister Qing, you don't know what she is, what kind of rebirth is sake? It is better to just say that she copied the fire girl who copied the sake!"

  Shen Yichen frowned, obviously very unhappy, and Zuo Hanxiao's eyes were also stained with frost.

  (End of this chapter)