Chapter 12: Give you three seconds to laugh
But Xiao Yaoyao didn't give up, tugged on her sleeve, and asked vigorously, "Do you like it?" Do you like baa? ”
Luo Ying turned around and went downstairs, ignoring her anymore, for fear that she would not be able to bear to carry it, and eat it and wipe it clean, why didn't this girl have any sense of wolf prevention? No, he must popularize it to her next time.
As soon as I reached the top of the stairs, everyone's eyes met them.
Xiao Yaoyao stepped forward to hold Luo Ying's arm a little nervously, she was really nervous.
A big hand slid across Xiao Yaoyao's slender back, stopped at her waist, and exerted herself on the first floor, Xiao Yaoyao didn't feel that she raised her head and chest, revealing a shallow smile, which was also peerless, which made people look sideways.
There was a whisper from below.
Luo Ying's inertia was cold, his gaze swept over the venue, and after that, his woman could only be commented by him alone.
The people downstairs looked at Xiao Yaoyao with a somewhat surprised expression, jealous, Luo Ying's aura is so strong, not comparable to ordinary people, she looks so proper standing next to him, there is a sense of natural fit between a good couple, even Xiao Lingling can't deny it.
Zhang Zhixin looked at Xiao Yaoyao blankly, he always knew that Xiao Yaoyao was very beautiful, otherwise he would not have bothered to pursue it, and today she is extraordinarily outstanding, and there is a trace of regret in his heart, this woman belongs to her.
People always do not cherish the existing people and things, and only after losing them do they wake up and once treat pearls as fish eyes.
Xiao Lingling poked Su Zhixin dissatisfiedly, tonight she will let Xiao Yaoyao show her foreign appearance and ruin her reputation, and she will also take back what belongs to her.
Xiao Lingling thought about it carefully, as if it was the way it should be, and the writhing water snake waist became more and more amorous.
Music.
The courtesan who danced with Zhang Zhixin before walked coquettishly in front of Luo Ying and invited Major General Luo to dance with a flattering look, but our Major General Luo lowered his head and listened to Xiao Yaoyao's whispers, without raising his head.
Xiao Yaoyao couldn't help laughing, she had already seen the woman coming over, and deliberately spoke to attract Luo Ying's attention, wanting to rob her of a man? No way!
Xiao Yaoyao's fighting spirit suddenly became high, and she forgot what Su Zhixin was.
Sure enough, after a while, a woman who was not afraid of death stepped forward, Luo Ying didn't even bother to refuse, and directly chose to ignore it, while Xiao Yaoyao made a pitiful appearance, looking innocent at the resentful eyes of the person who came up.
lowered her head, laughed so hard that her body trembled, and she wanted to slap her little ass.
"Enough fun?"
"Nope!"
"Give you three seconds to laugh!"
"Huh?"
"It's time!"
"What?"
"Dance with me!" Ignoring Xiao Yaoyao's questions, he pulled directly into the dance floor, it was really annoying enough of those women, and what smell was on his body, his nose was about to be smoked, and he tightened the little body in his arms, it still smelled good.
"But I haven't laughed enough......"
"Hold on." The face did not change, and the feet were already moving with the rhythm.
But it will be suffocated, Xiao Yaoyao slandered in her heart, and looked at the tall and mighty man beside her aggrievedly, he was really tall, and he only reached his lips when he wore high heels.
"Be serious." I hate her looking at herself like this, so much that he took the wrong step, why did his thinking mess up when he met Xiao Yaoyao, just because she was his fiancée?
Luo Ying shook his head, he would never embarrass himself if he couldn't figure it out.
After listening to the man's whispered warning, Xiao Yaoyao became attentive, and with his pace, the corners of her skirt were flying, and her life became colorful in this dance, it turned out that dancing with him was so wonderful.
On the dance floor, many people stopped and watched the two of them dance affectionately, unconsciously clapping.
Xiao Lingling's face was very ugly, she didn't want Xiao Yaoyao to come down to steal her limelight.
After a song, Xiao Lingling pushed Su Zhixin, and Zhang Zhixin took the opportunity to knock the two who were about to quit the dance floor away, and then showed a usual smile, "This beautiful young lady, can I ask you to dance?" ”
Xiao Yaoyao was stunned, if she hadn't been reborn before, she would have been full of joy because of his smile, and she would have pounced stupidly, but now it is different from the past, and now she is disgusted when she looks at Zhang Zhixin's fair face.
"I'm sorry, I have a ......" Before Xiao Yaoyao could refuse, Zhang Zhixin had already taken Xiao Yaoyao's hand, and the thin lips made a mouth shape.
Xiao Yaoyao was immediately silent, she almost forgot that this man who was inferior to beasts still held his so-called handle, she didn't have confidence that she was special to Luo Ying, and when she bleed and died, he showed a painful expression, and it was only before she was reborn.
Now she is not sure that Luo Ying will believe in herself, not to mention that this marriage is a money transaction.
For the first time tonight, he showed a somewhat desperate expression, his little brain drooped slightly, and although he was dancing, his movements had lost his spirituality.
"What? It's only been a few days since you were separated from me that you hugged someone else......" Zhang Zhixin held Xiao Yaoyao's soft little hand, and spit disgusting words in his mouth.
"Zhang Zhixin, we broke up!" solemnly emphasized, to be exact, that this man sold himself, and she was stupidly sad for him at the beginning.
"Didn't you say you'd love me alone for the rest of your life?" Zhang Zhixin lowered his head and looked at Xiao Yaoyao affectionately, this is his best trick.
Vomit...... Xiao Yaoyao almost threw up, when did she say such a sensual thing? Or to such a disgusting person? O God! Ask for a split! It must not have been her doing.
The head shook like a wave drum, and there was the rhythm of dancing.