The woman's face turned pale, and the uplifted Danfeng's eyes coldly swept over the crowd in the teahouse, and shouted angrily: "Whatever you laugh at, shut up!" ”

Ling Luo turned his head and smiled on his lips in a low-key manner.

Xuanyuan Yu listened to the ear and said in a low voice: "This girl is really fierce, and she won't be able to marry Lu in the future." ”

"What, you're worried?" A hint of banter crossed Ling Luo's eyes, "If you care, you can marry her." ”

"How can it!" Xuanyuan Yu had an evasive expression, "Luo'er, what are you talking about, I have you." ”

Ling Luo sneered.

And at this moment, she felt an extremely sharp gaze from behind her, like a knife, and slammed her wrist towards her.

She turned her head and met the tigress.

Ling Luo pursed his lips and was caught.

Facing up to such an arrogant woman will only cause trouble.

After glaring at Ling Luo, the woman's gaze returned to the upper floor. This time, she didn't talk nonsense, but jumped directly up and jumped into the beaded curtain on the second floor.

I just heard a "bang, bang, bang" sound, and the sound of something breaking.

All the people in the teahouse were extremely nervous looking at the beaded curtain on the second floor, waiting to see the mysterious face of the beauty.

And at this moment, I heard an almost terrible scream coming from inside the bead curtain.

"Why are you a man?!"

Ling Luo's heart "chuckled".

I saw a strange movement of the bead curtain, and then the woman dragged out a young man in Tsing Yi with a look of disgust.

Ling Luo stood up, and only then did he see clearly that the young man in Tsing Yi was only fourteen or fifteen years old, with a slender body, not to mention a peerless beauty, it was simply ugly.

The fair face was covered with mottled light red burn scars, which looked very scary.

"Brother, you see, what you think about day and night is not a stunning beauty at all, but an ugly man!"

The woman grabbed the ugly young man's collar and threw him directly from the second floor.

The ugly slave who played the piano looked frightened and fell directly to the ground.

only heard a crisp sound of "click", and the ugly slave who played the piano broke his leg bones, and his face was distorted in pain.

The woman jumped down from the second floor, stretched out her foot, stepped directly on the slender body of the ugly slave, raised her arrogant chin, and said coldly: "This kind of ugly thing, you dare to come out and pretend to be a beauty, and bewitch my brother, it's just looking for death!" ”

"Hey, sister, don't!" The man hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, with a bitter face, "If there is a trouble, my father will blame him." ”

The woman hesitated, but finally withdrew her foot, but did not forget to kick the ugly slave's injured leg hard.

"Let's go."

She waved her hand and left the teahouse with her brother, who had no seeds.

The guests' disillusionment with the beauty was shattered and they dispersed.

Suddenly, in the small teahouse, only the shopkeepers who accompanied the guests who were not sending off customers were left, as well as Xuanyuan Yu and Ling Luo.

Xuanyuan Yu had an excellent appetite, and the scene just now did not affect his appetite at all, and he continued to fight with his pastries and beef.

As for the ugly slave, he was unlucky.

The shopkeeper sent the guests away, walked in front of the ugly slave, kicked again, and scolded angrily: "It's all your fault, how many times have I told you carefully, and I was still exposed to my identity when I took it, damn ugly thing!" ”

One of the ugly slave's legs was covered in blood, and his whole body curled up in pain.

But he kept clenching his teeth, and from beginning to end, he didn't say a word.