After Becoming a Little Sister

"That's so embarrassing." The bumper man didn't seem to notice Lianhua's displeasure at all: "Ah, I think you may have misunderstood something. Let me introduce myself first. I am Fran—"

"Undead embers rolling in the cesspit of Fran?" A voice slanted in.

"Kefu Investment..." The smile on the man's face froze for a moment, then he restrained himself, looked back and said, "Which lady spoke? This is not very ladylike."

"Oh? Could it be that your clumsy way of striking up a conversation is a gentleman?"

The charming and charming Miss Tulip—the kind with a water bag stuffed on her chest, the kind that would be crushed if she squeezed hard—stepped gracefully out of the crowd on high heels.

She reached out and supported Lianhua standing behind her. Lianhua, who had resisted every possible way against the man before, also showed a puzzled expression at first, but after sniffing the smell, she suddenly pulled her clothes with a smile on her face. I found a little girl in the arms of my sweetheart.

At this time, she has a cute expression and eye movements, and she is completely different from the cold beauty before.

Tulip lowered her voice and laughed: "You don't know anything about your own charm, and I've only been out for a while and someone has taken a fancy to you again?"

"Don't make trouble—" Lianhua slapped her on the back lightly: "This man is super annoying, he hit me on purpose..."

The bumper man watched the interaction between the two in a little astonishment, and then seemed to understand something, and immediately showed an expression of great interest.

Lianhua in a white dress was watching the excitement, holding a glass of white wine and sipping cheerfully, just like the audience holding a popcorn bucket in a movie theater.

"...I was rude." The expression on the bumper man's face changed, becoming more polite: "So she is a beautiful lady."

"I'm curious, if I were a girl who was 1.7 meters tall and weighed [-], what kind of expression would you have to say that I'm a fat pig?"

"This—" A look of embarrassment flashed across the other party's face, but he controlled it well: "Of course not, every girl has her own beauty, it's just to see if we can discover it."

"Oh, objectify women, what do you mean? Our beauty needs you to discover? Can't show yourself?"

"...If you say that, then I can only bow down." The other party raised his hand politely, with a wry smile on his face.

Miss Tulip tilted her head, taking the time to confront the bumper, sizing him up.

Hmm, don't understand...the fabric should be fine...but not for fighting.

No underarm holsters, no bulletproof, shoulders too narrow to lift high.

The waist is lined, but it should be to cover the beer belly, and the buttons will collapse with a little effort.

The delicate cufflinks on the cuffs really need to be taken off in minutes, and it will also affect the speed of drawing the gun-provided there is a gun.

So this is a dude, not some master of the dark world?

What are you doing... such a guy pops up at this time...

Miss Tulip twitched the corners of her mouth calmly, and a look of helplessness looking at garbage flashed in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, you are a good person, you can find a better one." Miss Tulip politely rejected the other party: "Now please find a better one."

"No, I—" The indomitable bumper man wanted to say something more, and even wanted to reach out and grab Miss Tulip's wrist.

"Don't touch me." Miss Tulip avoided and warned again and again: "I'm very cruel, don't mess with me."

"Heh..." The bumper man showed a look of disdain, maybe he thinks this is also a fun part, and he really wants to play.

Instead of moving away, he even took a step forward: "This lady is really humorous——"

"Let you go!" The latter's voice suddenly raised an octave, and he swung the small bag in his hand and smashed it directly in the other's face: "I told you that I don't like men, why you just don't understand! You and your boyfriend I'm not interested in and don't want to know about it! Get out of here!"

The suddenly raised voice attracted the attention of everyone around him.

Some people who didn't pay much attention to this side, after processing the rather explosive content in their brains, also stared at it with amazement.

Don't like men?man's boyfriend?

The face of the bumper man suddenly became very subtle, and the muscles on his face stiffened and twitched, as if he wanted to say something.

Facing the gazes around him, he took a deep breath and forced out an awkward but polite smile, but his voice was lowered, his smile was not real: "Stinky bitch, do you know that I am Who?"

"I know your mother—" Tu Jinxiang raised her hand to grab the wine in the hand of Lianhua in the white dress next to her, and splashed it directly on his face: "Dirty!"

If you can't strike up a conversation with the previous method, you start reporting your name to play hooligans?

It's not even just obscene, it should be called lowly.

After spilling the other party's wine, she turned around and left, but when she shook her hand away, she intentionally or unintentionally showed her bright wrist.

Sure enough, the bumper man grabbed her wrist subconsciously: "Stop!"

"Snapped----"

The slender waist twisted, and Miss Tulip slapped her backhand.

But obviously there is no strength, it belongs to the kind of resistance that is less lethal but extremely insulting.

However, the man who hit the person was stunned on the spot, and then let go of her with trembling hands, raised his hand to cover his other face, pointed at her with the other hand, staggered back, and lay down on the ground after taking a few steps , started to twitch all over, took over the tablecloth along the way, and spilled a lot of snacks.

"problem occurs?"

"Call the doctor!"

"Quick, quick! Back away—"

"It looks like it's fake... fainted and fled?"

"Just one blow, how could it be possible to hit him so hard, it's clearly a fake."

"Tsk, I like men... Really..."

"Really, that little girl is in trouble, she is also a—wow? Isn't she?"

Under the dumbfounded gaze of the onlookers, Lianhua in the white skirt took off her mask and looked around.

In an instant, everything seemed to be pressed on the freeze button, and the entire banquet hall fell silent.

The playing orchestra stopped playing, the dancers stopped their movements, and the expressions of those who had been careless before became serious.

The eldest daughter of the Song Group, Song Bailian!

She raised her small chin and spoke calmly: "Send this sick gentleman to the sanatorium on Wuyou Island for treatment, and the Song family will bear all the expenses—don't worry, everyone, the performance continues, and the dance can also continue, Hope you all have fun!"

After she finished speaking, she lifted the hem of her skirt and saluted the people around her. Under the eyes of the crowd, she looked like a cute little rabbit, and dragged the other two female companions away, leaving only the dance floor that was getting more and more uproarious.

After bypassing the crowd and going outside the balcony, she excitedly clenched her small fist and waved it: "How is it? I did a good job, right? Wasn't I super handsome just now!"

"No, you're as stupid as a goose." Miss Tulip didn't look at her at all, and wiped the cloth on Lianhua's chest: "You still have to change, there will be marks when you blow dry, and the smell of wine won't go away .”

"Hey! Why are you like this!" Lianhua in the white skirt stomped her feet in dissatisfaction: "You—"

"If I were you, I would show my face as soon as possible, relying on my home court advantage to suppress this unnecessary conflict, and even scare the other party to death."

Miss Tulip turned her head and glanced at her calmly: "Instead of standing by the side like watching the excitement, do you know that kind of man has his own capital after struggling to a certain extent, and his inferiority complex is twisted into arrogance, which is very troublesome? He will feel that he is the second child and the third child, and even objectifies women at a real price, commonly known as making troubles and using money to settle them."

"I've been watching!"

"So you just watch."

"...Huh!" The white-dressed lotus turned her back dissatisfiedly: "You are making trouble for no reason! Obviously you guys just appeared suddenly! Why should I do things for you?"

"That's just right. Let's go our separate ways. You go to your worry-free island. I will use the Song family's Poseidon. After that, we will never meet again."

Miss Tulip ignored her and directly pulled the door to take Lianhua away, and she also talked to Lianhua: "It's strange to say, your sister was so naughty at Blue Star, and she became you here, the environment in your home is so bad what……"

"Ah! Ya!"

"Well, my family's environment is even worse, everyone is a poor child..."

The lotus flower in the white skirt was left alone on the balcony, the voice behind her gradually faded away, and the sea breeze was blowing on her face.

After a while, a tear fell down with a "click" and landed on the railing.

She sniffed, raised her head stubbornly, and did not cry out, but the tears fell more and more, and finally fell down in a string.

Biting her lip, she raised her hand and wiped it with her sleeve indiscriminately, and slapped the railing resentfully, but because her little hand was too delicate, it was red and still painful, she squeezed her hands and cried silently After a while, the whole person squatted down, buried his face in his knees and sobbed softly.

After a while, a coat covered her body, blocking the cool sea breeze at night.

She didn't raise her head, but said in a low voice with a crying voice: "Go away! Why are you still here! If you are very good, go for it! Anyway, I am incapable! I am not qualified to play with you——"

But the owner of that dress didn't respond to her, just stood by silently.

After a few seconds, Lianhua in the white dress raised her head with tears in her eyes when she couldn't get an answer, and wanted to stare fiercely at the hateful guy in front of her.

However, the standing person was not that enchanting and charming hateful woman, but a handsome blond man.

The handsome Ah Shuai bowed slightly, with one hand behind his back and the other stretched forward: "Beautiful princess, what troubles do you have, may I have the honor to listen to you?"

"..."

PS: Today, a certain Alipay directly searches McDonald’s to get a free grilled chicken leg burger, and WeChat’s Golden Arch order applet can also get one. Double happiness is free of charge. Don’t miss it, so I can tell you this before dinner The news has been gnashing its teeth and coding wildly so far.

PS2: Continue tomorrow (Go to the Chakin Arch~

Chapter 1063 1044-The end of the year is coming soon, so tired (Touch me!

After finishing the lotus flowers, Aliya subconsciously glanced at the personnel location on the phone.

But it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, she frowned when she saw it - there were two positions that shouldn't be close to each other, but they came together at some point.

One represents the silly white and sweet lotus in a white skirt, while the other is a high-risk target in deep red.

Des Moines!

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On the balcony outside the banquet hall, two people were chatting together.

The white-dressed lotus is naturally not so stupid as to take out all the heart and soul from any handsome guy. It is Disney's princess who would do that.

Moreover, most of the so-called princes that this kind of princess can meet are scumbags, and only the fragrant and soft sister is the true love.

Even the carrot on the snowman's nose is better than this kind of scumbag.

But this does not prevent the white skirt lotus from talking about "I have a friend" that everyone knows well——

"So your trouble is just that they don't play with you?"

The handsome Ah Shuai was holding a glass of champagne, sounding like he wanted to laugh. With his handsome blond hair and charming blue eyes, he seemed to be extremely lethal.

The lotus flower in the white skirt didn't look at him, but leaned on the railing, looking at the tourist area of ​​Wuyou Island not far away, with a little melancholy: "You don't understand... I have no friends since I was a child... They are very special—that is, That kind of feeling that you think they are very powerful and want to be one of them..."