Tang Shi was frightened, Mu Ruxue really knew Migu?

No wonder Di Ruoyan wanted Mu Ruxue to be his student.

Tang Shi is very envious, Migu is a bright light in the hearts of those of them who learn to paint.

Although he doesn't have many paintings, they are all masterpieces.

Especially the painting that was auctioned last time, I heard that there were some secrets hidden in the painting, and it was bought by Di Ruoyan at a high price.

A lot of people are trying to decipher what is on the painting, just like a lot of people were studying the Da Vinci code.

Before Mu Ruxue went out, she had already told her family that she had something to do tonight and went to see a friend.

That friend, naturally, is He Zhu.

As for Song Ci, I went to accompany my sister and mother.

They did not choose the kind of high-end consumption place, or a place with few people and a particularly quiet place, but chose a very ordinary alley.

This kind of place, more intimate.

At night, the lights are dim.

The smoky barbecue stalls are a mess.

"Looks like you're over here, everything is fine. ”

"I'm the same everywhere I go, and I'm very resilient. Mu Ruxue's words sounded like boasting, but she used a very ordinary tone.

He Zhu smiled: "You are still the same." ”

"I'm obviously young. Mu Ruxue was in front of He Zhu, and she didn't forget to raise the bar.

"That Di Shao, I didn't embarrass you, did I?" He Zhu asked.

"Hmm. ”

He Zhu looked at the figures on the street that were slowly dispersing, and it was not early.

"How do you feel when you get home?"

"Strange and familiar. ”

"The matter over there has been completely resolved. ”

"It doesn't matter to me if I don't solve it. ”

They were talking about the uncle who had been poisoned by his relatives.

"Grass, old thing, are you blind?" a yellow-haired guy stood up and pointed at the barbecue master a little swaying.

This kind of voice attracted the attention of Mu Ruxue and He Zhu at that time.

It was already the middle of the night, and when the barbecue master turned off the fire, the soot drifted to the yellow hair's table with the wind.

The barbecue master hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I'm total, you shouldn't want anything more, so I'll put out the fire first, I'm really sorry." ”

The proprietress with a big belly also hurriedly came out to play the round, and kept saying: "It's okay, it's okay, everyone continue to drink, he's old, and he's a little sleepy, don't go to your heart, just give me a face." ”

The yellow-haired guy looked at the barbecue master, and then at the proprietress with a smile on his lips.

"What kind of thing are you? With your virtue, you dare to ask us to save face?" Huang Mao looked invincible.

The other three people at the table also seemed to hear some joke and burst into laughter.

The proprietress looked at this smile, but felt a little dazzling.

"I'm really sorry, it's already midnight, and the waiters at home are a little sleepy, so I asked him to turn off the fire. The proprietress explained while holding her aching waist.

"Fuck you, we haven't left yet, what qualifications do you have? Look at the ashes on my body, what do you say? The yellow-haired guy suddenly leaned over and shouted loudly.

The proprietress was a little helpless, so she had to accompany her smiling face and said, "I'm really sorry, otherwise I'll ask the waiter to help you wash your clothes." ”

In fact, the attitude of the proprietress was good enough, but Huang Mao still refused to give up, and said: "Wash, do you know what brand Lao Tzu's clothes are, and you still want to wash me, it stinks and shameless." ”

The little waiter was a little overwhelmed, and stepped forward and said, "What time is it, you haven't left, what time are you going to drink?"

Now it wasn't the yellow-haired person, but another red-haired person stood up, looked at the little waiter, and then smiled and hooked his hand at her, and said, "Come, little sister, what did you just say, brother didn't hear clearly, you come to me and say." ”

The other two people at the table were smiling as if watching a play, looking forward to what was going to happen in the moment.

The little waiter looked at him, a little weak-hearted, and didn't dare to step forward.

The proprietress took her behind her and said, "Children are not sensible, don't be like her." Forget it, this one is mine, it's mine. ”

But the red-haired man was obviously unrelenting, and pushed the proprietress aside with a slap, and then, without anyone reacting, the red-haired boy reached out and grabbed the little waiter's hair, and then pulled her head and slammed it into the table.

"Fuck, aren't you sleepy, I'll keep you spirited. ”

The yellow-haired kid was naturally not idle, looking at the barbecue master who wanted to come forward, he went up and kicked the barbecue master in his fifties to the ground.

Then, he turned back and said proudly to the other two people at the table: "How is it, buddy, it's amazing." ”

The little waiter covered the blood lying down his face, the whole person was already blinded, and he forgot to shout, the red hair looked puzzled, and gave her a slap in the face.

"Look at your grandmother, don't you thank my brother for being in a good mood and sparing you?"

The proprietress reacted and shouted, "How can you hit someone?"

The other two finally stood up, flipped over the table, and pressed in on the proprietress before closing in.

Before the barbecue master could stand up, he was grabbed by Huang Mao from the stool and knocked to the ground again.

"Don't hit the hostess, she's pregnant!" shouted the little waiter.

The red fur stopped, glanced at her, then looked at the two people, and smiled: "Dude, is the child in this woman's belly yours?"

The two people smiled wickedly and said, "I won't give me this kind of goods, how can it be mine." ”

The red-haired waiter said, "Do you hear me, isn't it great to be pregnant? It's not my son, what are you yelling about?"

The little waiter wanted to step forward, but was knocked to the ground by another boy's punch, pulling her by the hair and desperately knocking on the ground.

"Damn, if you talk too much, give us a few kowtows, even if you forgive you. ”

"Don't fight, don't fight, the proprietress really has a child in her belly. The barbecue master was already kicked and couldn't get up, looking at the little waiter with his mouth full of blood, shouting on the side.

Huang Mao didn't say a word, and a beer bottle hit him on the head.

"Old immortal, let you shout, call the soul? What's wrong with having a child, we won't beat her if we don't have children. ”

"Have you seen enough?" asked Mu Ruxue.

He Zhu's face did not change: "It turns out that there are scum everywhere, and today happened to meet me." ”

He stood up and walked over to the yellow-haired boy.

The kid was about to raise his foot and kick the proprietress in the stomach.

He directly pulled the kid aside and slapped him directly.

Mu Ruxue was still very calm and watched there.

The person next to him hasn't reacted yet.

He Zhu didn't stop, he directly grabbed Huang Mao's hair, gave him a few more punches, and then kicked him and knelt directly on the ground.