Chapter Ninety-One: Hold High
Ning Qingyu's eyes were red, and there was a trace of grievance on his face, looking at Zhou Ye pitifully, hoping that he could change his mind. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Zhou Ye looked at her quietly, not caring about the eyes around her, she was not afraid of a girl, how could she retreat?
It's just that when I saw the hot beauty turn into a white lotus, I felt as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.
When he is uncomfortable, he will naturally not let the person who makes him uncomfortable feel better.
He smiled evilly, picked up Ning's chin with his other hand, and said meaningfully, "Or, Miss Ning prefers to be here?" That boy doesn't mind fulfilling you. ”
Ning whispered, her body shook, she broke free of the big hand on her chin, she actually had a strange sense of loss in her heart, she closed her eyes and didn't look at him, "Okay, I'll go to the restaurant with you, all."
…… Listen to you. ”
"Hahaha!" Only then did Zhou Ye let go of the hand that restrained Ning Whispering, and laughed.
Then he said to the palace maid, "Put pen and ink on paper and inkstone." ”
The palace maid owes a debt, and then goes to get a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, she doesn't know what Zhou Ye wants to do with this, but she knows that Zhou Ye is a notoriously unreasonable person, as long as it's not a big deal, it's best to follow him.
Otherwise, it will always be you who suffers.
"What do you want pen, ink, paper, and inkstone for?" Ning asked in a strange whisper. After asking, she wanted to slap herself, the horizontal and vertical had nothing to do with herself, she didn't care about anything, and she didn't have to make a fuss.
Zhou Ye looked at her with a very strange look, "Naturally, it's for you, there is no basis for empty words, if you regret what you promised me, who will this son go to?" ”
"You!" Ning whispered angrily, stretched out his index finger and pointed at Zhou Ye, unable to speak angrily. Although she did want to cheat, he didn't have any evidence, but he couldn't help her, how could he have thought that this man was so serious, and asked her to write a certificate!
Zhou Ye's eyes were cold, and he reached out and bent her index finger down, "This son hates others pointing with his fingers the most, and he doesn't take it as an example." ”
Ning whispered and shuddered, his eyes and tone were too cold, making her feel like she was stuck in an ice cellar, and her whole body stiffened.
At this time, the palace maid brought pen, ink, paper, and inkstone to relieve Ning Qingyu's siege.
Ning smiled at her gratefully, she was confused when she laughed, did this Miss Ning drink and break her brain, how could she still laugh at this time?
Ning Qingyu finished writing the voucher and handed it to Zhou Ye, which said, "Ning Qingyu is willing to agree to Gongzi's request to drink instead."
Zhou Ye looked at it with a smile, then tore it off, and said coldly, "Miss Ning, is this going to be a fool of the open?" There is nothing in the time, place, and matter, what kind of voucher is it? ”
Ning whispered with a black face, angry in his heart, and his cheeks, which were already flushed from drunkenness, turned even redder, "Don't deceive people too much!" ”
She subconsciously raised her hand, thinking of the coldness before, she dropped her hand stiffly, but her fire-breathing eyes stared at Zhou Ye deadly.
Zhou Ye said innocently, "Otherwise, let's ask the Queen Mother to comment?" ”
Seeing Ning whispering, tears gathered, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and his voice became cold, "Or, kiss and hug now!" ”
Ning sat down softly, with tears in her eyes, and wrote a page according to his request, and finally was asked by Zhou Ye to press her handprint, and her whole person was not good.
Zhou Ye took the voucher back with satisfaction, Ning whispered with a depressed face, how did a good camellia banquet become like this?
However, this was not the end, the palace maid finished packing up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and said to her politely, "Please Miss Ning move to the eliminated area." ”
Ning whispered, her face turned red again.
This time, as if she had accepted her fate, she lowered her head and followed behind the palace maid, and sat in another area, and she was the only one in the huge area.
A hint of resentment flashed in her eyes, and one day, she would trample all the bullies under her feet!
"This sister, do you know who the son who drank for me just now?" Ning whispered that the palace maid wanted to go back. Hurriedly asked.
A trace of inexplicability flashed in the palace maid's eyes, and she shook her head gently, "Miss Ning can't be called a slave maid sister, she has tormented the slave maid, and the slave maid doesn't know who that son is." ”
Seeing that Ning was softly disappointed, he added comfort, "Miss Ning doesn't have to be disappointed, she left the voucher left and right, and it would be good to ask him when you meet." ”
After speaking, he turned around and left, muttering to himself in his heart, this Miss Ning Qingyu is really too arrogant, but she doesn't dare to reveal Zhou Ye's information casually, that is the existence of the little demon king.
She didn't know that her comfort to Ning Qingyu was like a knife stuck in Ning Qingyu's heart.
Ning whispered and looked at the second prince next to the Queen Mother, with disappointment and pain in her eyes, why didn't he help her, just watching her being molested in front of everyone?
She's his woman!
At this moment, the second prince's warning look at her became the last straw that crushed her nerves, and a crazy thought rose in her heart.
Watching the game return to normal again, her eyelids drooped, and the corners of her mouth showed a strange arc.
Ning whispered out of the game, and did not cause any waves, the queen mother didn't notice this unlucky girl, Zhao Shuang'er still brushed her face with dog calligraphy, she ...... Two glasses of wine in the stomach, straight out.
If it weren't for Zhou Ye's flirtation, she would be even more obscure, and no one remembered her, except for ...... A booklet of the Camellia Banquet account.
Let's say that Zhou Ye took the voucher that Ning whispered to him and went back. Brother Gongzi, who was good friends with him, asked nonchalantly.
The one at the same table with him even had the help of others. Took the voucher away.
"Hey! Be careful, don't tear it, what if the girl doesn't admit it? Zhou Ye rolled his eyes.
"Cut! The devil believes in you! Who dares to rely on your account! Someone next to him answered.
Zhou Ye touched his chin and said thoughtfully, "She doesn't seem to know me." ”
"What? There are still people who don't know you Zhou Ye's little demon king? Even the tablemate who looked at what was written on the voucher couldn't even look at it, and asked in shock.
"It seems that Ben Gongzi has not done enough! The reputation is not far away, and the road to fame is a long way to go! Zhou Ye looked regretful.
"Huh? Kiss and hug and hold high? ”
"Huh?" Zhou Ye looked stunned and lifted Erlang's legs.
"You can do it! If you drink a glass of wine, you can get a kiss and hug from a beautiful woman...... But what does it mean to be held high? ”
The point is crooked! The point shouldn't be why Ning whispered that a serious young lady would agree to such a ridiculous thing?
Then he explained how wise and martial he was, and how much he was liked by the ladies? Like to follow in his footsteps at the expense of his reputation?
Zhou Ye is so kind-hearted, why are these fox friends always crooked?
"Hold it high! I know! ”
"What?"
"Stupid! You always know what to do! Lifting high is naturally ...... Uh-huh~"
"Oh......"
"Holy!"
"Beasts!"
"I'm going to lift it high too!"