madam is a squeamish

At this moment, the arrogant Cheng An in his mouth was hiding not far away and listening to the corner of the wall.

Seeing Pei Mingjiang circle around the little pomelo, the two seemed to be talking and laughing.

That bright smile was a bit dazzling.

Cheng An felt that their master's head was going to be a little more colorful.

Taking advantage of An Jingchi's time to call Xiaoyouzi over, he took the red wine from the waiter's tray just now.

Passing by Pei Mingjiang straight away, the drink was sprinkled all over Pei Mingjiang's body.

With that taciturn face, "Sorry, sir!"

He said sorry words, but he didn't look sorry at all, he turned around and went away.

Pei Mingjiang almost jumped when he saw the red wine spilled on the white shirt inside.

Regardless of arguing with him, she went straight to the bathroom to tidy up her clothes.

Taking off his coat, he glanced at the mirror and saw that the white shirt was covered with red wine, Pei Mingjiang cursed.

"Damn waiter with eyes on the top of his head and clumsy hands."

Turning around and going into the bathroom, I wanted to take off my shirt and deal with it.

The door was closed, and a familiar figure appeared in the bathroom.

Holding a bucket of water, he mercilessly poured it into the bathroom, only to hear a distressed exclamation.

"Ah, who, crazy!"

Accompanied by the sound of cursing, Cheng An went out with the bucket, twisted the door handle a few times, and locked it.

Walking out to the door of the washbasin, he placed the service suspension sign far away, straightened his clothes and walked away with a plate of wine.

Grandpa's hair color will be guarded by me!
Xiaoyouzi returned to her original location on the second floor, and wanted to ask Pei Mingjiang for more information about Ning Wushuang, but she went back and forth twice but found no one.

"This Pei Mingjiang is too unreliable!"

Stretching out his head to search for a long time but seeing no one, An Xiran's voice came from behind.

"Are you looking for Pei Mingjiang?"

Little Youzi turned her head, An Xiran smiled, "What's your purpose of getting close to Pei Mingjiang?"

"You're so smart, guess for yourself!" Little Youzi said with contempt.

An Xiran raised the camera in his hand, "If these photos of you and Pei Mingjiang are passed to Yi Buran."

It's meaningful, and quite a bit smug.

Xiaoyouzi's complexion changed, and she suddenly said nervously, "Please, don't tell Brother Buran, I can do whatever you want!"

An Xiran was taken aback, obviously caught off guard by her.

Xiaoyuzi immediately frowned, "Does Miss An want to see me say that?"

Taking two steps forward, An Xiran instinctively stepped back while clutching the camera, with a nervous expression.

Xiaoyuzi stretched out her finger and poked her shoulder lightly, and said arrogantly, "Miss An, remember to choose a few more good-looking ones, I'm looking forward to it!"

Crazy ridicule and contempt are almost on the face.

An Xiran looked at her back, and smoke rose from her seven orifices.

He almost threw the camera in his hand, but after thinking about it, he stopped.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and throw the oranges on the table next to him on the ground.

Her face almost twisted, "An Youyou, just wait for me!"

Throughout the night, apart from eating and drinking, Xiaoyouzi never met Pei Mingjiang again, and she kept cursing Pei Mingjiang for being unreliable in her heart.

Before the story was finished with her, the person disappeared.

The banquet was over, and the mournful Pei Mingjiang was still huddled in the bathroom.

Sneezing again and again, his throat was sore and hoarse, and no one came to talk to him from the beginning to the end.

Just in response to the saying that every day does not work, and the earth does not respond
When Xiaoyouzi first entered the room, she saw Yi Buran wearing a nightgown.

Leaning against the door, his eyes were cold and resentful, with an expression of reckoning.