Late is the first battle of Lin Shenshen's return to Beijing, and he doesn't want to provoke such rights and wrongs.

So she didn't glance at Lu Xiangyi, so she turned sideways, bypassed her wine, and planned to leave.

Who knew that at the moment when Lin Shen walked by, Lu Xiangyi quietly let go of the wine glass he was holding, and the wine glass instantly fell on Lin Shenshen's legs, and the red liquid dyed her nude light gauze dress with a large area of red, and the wine glass rolled down her legs quickly, hitting her toes impartially.

Lin Shen was wearing light gauze high-heeled sandals, the toes were naked, and the wine glass was made of pure crystal, which was very heavy, and fell on her feet, with the help of the strength of acceleration, commonly known as the cross heart, which caused her a burst of pain.

Lin Shenshen's hand suddenly clenched into a fist, pinching her palm desperately, not letting herself cry out, her face still maintained an elegant posture, secretly gritted her teeth fiercely, and swallowed the words that she wanted to curse and swallowed word by word.

In fact, the pain is secondary, and what annoyed Lin deeply was that Lu Xiangyi was not smashed, but instead screamed, causing everyone in the hall to notice the situation here and turn their heads one after another.

Then in the next second, Lu Xiangyi's face turned pale, and he suddenly put on an apologetic expression, looked at Lin Shenshen, and said with a little timidity: "Sister Shenshen, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" ”

Then he took a towel from the waiter on the side, squatted down, and wiped Lin Shenshen's skirt.

The light yarn didn't absorb water, but when Lu Xiangyi wiped it like this, those light yarns spread around, expanding the originally small stain into a large area.

Lu Xiangyi's thoughts, how could Lin Shenshen not guess.

It's nothing more than completely ruining her skirt so that she can't stay at this anniversary party.

Lin gritted her teeth in deep anger, but despite the sideways gaze of countless people around her, she could only maintain a reserved and beautiful smile, bent down beautifully, stretched out her hand, and seemed to take it from Lu Xiangyi's hand, but actually snatched the towel away, and then looked at Lu Xiangyi's eyes, biting the words with a smile, and said in a gentle voice, word by word: "It's okay, Xiangyi." ”

Lu Xiangyi slowly stood up and whispered, "But, Sister Shenshen, your skirt is ruined, why don't you go upstairs and rest for a while, and I'll ask someone to send a new set of clothes?" ”

Lin secretly mocked in his heart, who knows when and what month your set of clothes will be delivered? Just want to get rid of her? Lu Xiangyi, your wishful thinking is too good! If I, Lin Shenshen, can be so easily taken away by you after six years, then am I still Lin Shenshen!

Lin hung his head deeply, glanced at his skirt twice, and then suddenly leaned over, grabbed the tail sewing of his long skirt, and tore it hard, tearing the long skirt apart, until it reached the center of the thigh, and then tore it horizontally, and forcibly tore off three-quarters of the hem of the long skirt, leaving a short section, which just covered half of the thigh.

Lin Shenshen's originally elegant and generous gauze skirt instantly turned into a sexy-sexy-hot-hot miniskirt.

She looked at her with satisfaction, and handed the torn light veil to the waiter standing beside her.