Tang Tingting asked coldly.

"Do you have a Death Barbie pink dress?"

Cen Feiyan bowed his head slightly, and said without tears: "Yes, old straight man, my grandfather bought a birthday gift." Although the whole family said that it was not good-looking, he still insisted on arranging it for me. I'm glad I didn't die on the snow-white cake. ”

"Poof, cough cough......" Han Zhongyu choked on champagne, is it so exaggerated?

……

At this moment, Cen Yuexuan didn't know when she floated over. said pitifully to Cen Feiyan.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Cen Feiyan looked confused, "I'm sorry what?" It's not intentional, it's intentional. ”

Cen Yuexuan's aggrieved expression froze for a moment, but soon she returned to her pitiful appearance and said, "No, it's not Chengxin, I accidentally soiled your skirt." But I'll buy a new one for you, can you not be angry with me? ”

Cen Feiyan looked down at the small aqua blue dress on his body, blinked innocently, and said, "No?" ”

Cen Yuexuan was crazy in her heart, I don't know why she was particularly easy to get angry when she met Cen Feiyan, at this time, she saw Cen Feiyan pretending to be stupid and tearing her heart, but she knew that she couldn't, and explained aggrievedly: "Sister, what I'm talking about is that this fairy dress on my body was accidentally soiled, can you forgive me?" ”

Cen Feiyan blinked his eyes and said in a daze: "Huh? You're the one who got dirty. ”

At this time, Zhen Zhaoyue raised her jaw, stretched her neck, like an arrogant white swan, walked over elegantly, and said to Cen Feiyan slightly provocatively: "I splashed dirt, what's wrong?" If you want to blame her, it's disgusting to me. ”

"Sister...... I'm sorry. I'll pay you. Cen Yuexuan shouted aggrievedly, with a little tears in her eyes. The expression was like saying that it wasn't my fault, but I would be responsible.

Cen Feiyan smiled: "What are you crying about, you successfully focused other people's attention on me." How? Do you want to pry me and Miss Zhen into a battle of 300 rounds? ”

"No, it's not. Sister, don't get me wrong. Cen Yuexuan's heart skipped a beat, how could this slut know.

Cen Feiyan said: "Why not? The skirt is dirty, and you have decided to pay me anyway, so will it be different to go home and say otherwise? There are so many people here, why do you have to get involved with me? ”

"I know better than anyone how much you hate me in your heart. You know that I have a bad temper, and if I get my skirt dirty, I will definitely be angry, so you deliberately provoked Miss Zhen and poured you with wine, so as to achieve the purpose of intensifying the conflict. ”

"Finally, let me and Miss Zhen pinch each other, this method of killing two birds with one stone is really good, you are really amazing, I admire you so much, a sister, a sorry, you want me to enter the pit, right?"

"Sister, you misunderstood me, I just want to apologize to you if I don't have me." Cen Yuexuan showed an anxious look of explanation.

Cen Feiyan chuckled, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Isn't it? Then I may have misunderstood you. However, I don't understand one thing, why is my skirt on you? You've come into my room again? Didn't I say don't just come into my bedroom in the future? ”

Cen Yuexuan rolled her eyes, and said with a little flattery: "Sister, don't be angry, I tried it on and thought it was very beautiful, so I wore it, I'm sorry, I'll tell you in advance next time." "The end

Cen Feiyan frowned, clasped his ears in a ruffian, and said, "Very beautiful? So I can't take it off when I put it on, my man is also very handsome, do you want to try it? ”

'Poof' and 'Haha' Many people around couldn't help but laugh.

"......" Cen Yuexuan's face turned pale, and she gritted her teeth in her heart, she didn't expect Cen Feiyan to insult her so much. When she goes back, she must let her father clean her up.

Zhen Zhaoyan frowned slightly. Although Cen Yuexuan is a student in school, he brought it by him in terms of reputation, and he also wants to come forward to solve it by being buried like this, so he stepped forward and said gently and elegantly: "This young lady." See if you can ......."

Before Zhen Zhaoyan finished speaking, Cen Feiyan glanced at it and said arrogantly: "When a woman speaks, a man interjects." ”

Zhen Zhaoyue: "......", this girl seems to be a little higher than Cen Yuexuan's.

A crowd of people around: "......", doesn't this little girl know Zhen Yingdi? Actually spoke to him like that.

"I ......" Zhen Zhaoyan didn't expect that he would be scolded by a little girl.

Without waiting for Zhen Zhaoyan to refute, Cen Feiyan immediately said: "If it's a man, shut up." ”

"......" Zhen Zhaoyan was slightly stunned, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. This little girl is kind of interesting.

Zhen Zhaoyue inexplicably liked Cen Feiyan a little, and reminded: "Be careful, my second brother has thousands of female fans." Each of them drowns you with a mouthful of spit. Crazy and makes you doubt life. "The implication is, don't quarrel with my second brother, his female fans are crazy, all kinds of insults at you, sending blades, spilling dog blood at your door or something.

Cen Feiyan said calmly: "Well, in fact, most fans are still very sensible, and occasionally there is an irrational one, if I die because of this, the male god of thousands of female fans is estimated to stink to the touch, 'I don't kill Boren, Boren will die by me', how easy it can be to carry this human life." When the time comes, I will gather thousands of female ghosts in the middle of the night every day and find him to talk about the philosophy of life from poetry and songs. ”

Zhen Zhaoyue couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, don't say it, you're too funny." ”

Cen Feiyan sighed: "I originally wanted to learn cross talk, but people didn't accept female disciples, and then I was forced to choose the acting department." ”

Zhen Zhaoyue blinked ambiguously and said, "Let my second brother take you." ”

"Don't, don't, don't, thousands of female fans, thousands of female fans." Cen Feiyan waved his hand exaggeratedly. Don't hurt me. I don't want to die.

Zhen Zhaoyue giggled, completely forgot about her wet dress, and took Cen Feiyan's arm and said, "It's not a loss to be from the acting department, your expression is too good." But then again, these female fans are all going to get married, so don't be afraid. ”

Cen Feiyan said: "Wrong, big mistake, you think that women don't chase stars when they get married, mother fans, grandma fans, a lot of fans, this husband is still essentially different from the male god." ”

Zhen Zhaoyue smiled: "Yes, who is your male god." ”

Cen Feiyan squinted and smiled, and said happily: "My male god is my grandfather." An old handsome guy, do you want to introduce it to your grandma or grandmother. ”

Zhen Zhaoyue said angrily: "Go, go, my grandfather and grandfather are still alive." As soon as the conversation changed, Zhen Zhaoyue smiled and said: "Yes, don't be poor with you, I found that I like you so much, you let my bad mood sweep away, you say, how much is the fairy skirt here, I will pay you in full." ”