"I also want you to leave Young Master Gu for this little thing, and the second wife is also enough to pick the door. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Vanilla pursed her lips.

"Alright, my vanilla ......" Shangjia patted her on the shoulder. "I'm tired after squatting here for so long, why don't you go back?"

"I'm afraid ......" Vanilla showed a pitiful look, "I'm afraid she's not good for you......"

"How could it be. Shang Jia smiled. "Let's go, we should go back too. ”

"Hmm. Vanilla held the navy blue cloth and followed Shang Jie Shangjia down the street. "It's a beautiful cloth and a beautiful fabric...... Vanilla said.

"Is it pretty? I'll give it to you. Shang Jia said, anyway, it is a white fabric, and it is not impossible to borrow flowers to offer Buddha. "Take it to a long-established tailor shop to make a dress to wear. ”

"Really?" Vanilla was a little flattered.

"Of course. Shang Jia smiled at her.

The two gradually disappeared into the crowd of rickshaws, walking, and coming......

On the crowded night of Pingcheng, the music of Baizimen is filled, and the front door hall is full of customers, who sit in their respective seats to drink and watch the jumping and dancing clapping on the stage and shouting.

In the background, Shang Jia put on makeup in front of the mirror, and she put on the golden fishtail dance dress that appeared today, the dance dress was shining with golden light, emitting a dazzling light, like hundreds of elves dancing in the golden wheat field.

She straightened the hem of her skirt and outlined the tips of her eyebrows with an eyebrow pencil, and a figure appeared behind her, ignoring the person behind her, and continued to thrush.

"Yo. Fu Weijiao sat down in the seat next to her, she was wearing an emerald flared skirt today, looking at her leisurely appearance, she probably just changed into clothes. "Look at your posture, are you going to play today?"

"Jiaojiao is really good eyesight. Shang Jia looked at himself in the mirror, compared the two eyebrows, and then put down the eyebrow pencil.

"What's the situation, is this trying to open?" Fu Weijiao glanced at her with bad intentions, and then picked up the puff and wiped it on his face.

"So to speak. Shang Jia didn't look back, pretending to turn a blind eye.

The dancers around them talked from time to time. "Looks like she's finished!" pretending to be sympathetic on the surface, but in fact gloating and watching a good show.

"Do you think you can be the number one when you appear?!Don't think that you can compete with me with a little pose!" Fu Weijiao threw the puff to the side, and then picked up the lipstick pen.

At the same time, Shang Jia also reached out and was about to take the lipstick, seeing Fu Weijiao go to get it, and then withdrew her hand, what she said just now Shang Jia didn't hear it, but she didn't want to argue too much with Fu Weijiao.

Fu Weijiao looks down on this and that on weekdays, she feels that she is the top brand of Baizimen, and occasionally bullies people and deliberately goes against newcomers, and the other dancers in Baizimen are more or less angry with Fu Weijiao, but thinking of Fu Weijiao's status, they don't dare to come to her openly, so they have to bow their heads and call each other good sisters, and then let her release her suspicions everywhere on the surface, but in fact, she wishes that she had an accident and died.

"Talking to you, what do you mean by not answering?!" Fu Weijiao picked up the lipstick pen and threw it into the corner, deliberately showing it to Shang Jia. "Did you forget who you were when you danced last night?"

It seems that Fu Weijiao is jealous of the enthusiasm attracted by the dance she danced last night.

Shang Jia didn't plan to pay attention to her, stood up and prepared to move to another position to continue her makeup, as the saying goes: If you can't provoke it, you can afford to hide.

"Yo yo yo ......" Fu Weijiao pursed her lips and then stood up, stepped on the sky-high and walked to Shang Jia's seat, stretching out her hand to pull Shang Jia's clothes, probably wanting to lift her up and show her majesty.

Shang Jia stood up and turned to look at her, the two were about the same height, they both belonged to the taller category, "Is there anything else?" Shang Jia looked at her intently, a little impatient in his heart.

What's going on with this woman, it's not over yet......

"So much nonsense. Fu Weijiao pushed her. "Of course I have something, I ask you ......"

"Slap ......" Shang Jia stretched out his hand to her face and slapped her, and dared to push her at every turn, Shang Jia was already enduring it, and a slap was just an instinctive reaction to brainstorming.

Shang Jia was stunned, the women in the background who were wearing makeup were stunned, Shang Jia, who was usually weak in Wenwen, dared to beat someone, and he was still playing the top card......

The dancers were even more nervous, some with smiles on their eyebrows, some still surprised, some covered their lips, and some, such as Jiang Xiyan, looked at Shang Jia in surprise, "Why are you like this, how do you beat people!" She deliberately reprimanded Shang Jia, as if she had done something very wrong.

Shang Jia couldn't help but be a little amused, "Everyone saw it, it was her hand that made the first move." She set the record straight.

Jiang Xiyan was stunned by her words, "You ......"

Fu Weijiao's face was full of surprise, and she probably reacted immediately, "Damn, what are you, I'm the number one!" You dare to hit me?!" Fu Weijiao raised her hand and was about to hit Shang Jia.

Shang Jia stretched out her palm and pinched her wrist, Fu Weijiao's hand was directly frozen in mid-air, and her face was even more surprised.

"Jiaojiao...... My good Jiaojiao......" A woman walked over and showed a sympathetic gaze, Shang Jia glanced at the woman who came over, it was Du Yi, she let go of Fu Weijiao's hand, and then turned around and sat down, not planning to be unhappy with her, she would offend people as soon as she came, this was not her intention.

"My Jiaojiao......" Du Yi touched the light red palm print on Fu Weijiao's face. "Shang Jia, you're too much!"

"yes, how could she be like that. ”

"No matter how you do, you can't do it, everyone is a good sister who comes out to make money. ”

"She may be jealous of Jiaojiao......"

There was a lot of discussion around, Shang Jia put on lipstick, and then stood up again, listening to their meanings, it seemed that she had provoked the conflict alone, and Fu Weijiao was a victim.

Jiang Xiyan also came over to join in the fun, "Everyone is commenting, Shang Jia actually played Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao is the top brand, is it too much for her to do this." "She's a sycophant, and she's worried that she doesn't know how to please Fu Weijiao, so she can justifiably make a loud sycophant.

"Shang Jia, you slut, bitch, stinky bitch......" Fu Wei scolded squeamishly, and the strength of Shang Jia's pinching of her wrist was not small, she felt that she couldn't beat Shang Jia, and then she had to play tricks.

"Whoever says the most is a son of a bitch. Shang Jia smiled quietly.

"You ......" Fu Weijiao was short of words for a while. "Du Yi, Xiyan, let's clean her up together!" Fu Weijiao looked at the people around her, and then said loudly. "Whoever helps Shang Jia is against me Fu Weijiao!"

Du Yi stretched out his hand to hit Shang Jia, Shang Jia picked up the blush box on the side and threw it on her face, she had never seen anything in the 21st century, just with these little women, she was also worthy of fighting with her, she was now an eighteen-year-old body, an eighty-year-old mind.