"I said no!"

Lin Baiqian was thinking about where to buy this thing, but Mao Mao next to her suddenly raised her voice and glared at her with a depressed face, as if she had said something heinous.

"You, what's wrong with you?"

The friend's reaction was too violent, as if it was trying to cover up something. Could it be that this pendant has something to do with whom?

"No, didn't you start the bonfire, I'm going to change my clothes."

Mao Mao retracted his terrifying gaze, lowered his eyes away from Lin Baiqian, and walked towards his room.

Looking at her back as she gradually walked away, Lin Baiqian's heart was not good.

It was fine just now, but why did it suddenly become like this?

On the back mountain, bonfires are clustered, and people gather together to watch the bright flames dancing with the performers.

Although the temperature outside is below freezing, these performers are **** with their upper bodies and swallowing the flames in front of their mouths.

Lin Baiqian was attracted by the novel way of acting, and he had long forgotten Fang Cai's unhappiness.

But Mao Mao on the side was unusually silent, his lowered eyes didn't know where to look, and his face was indifferent, as if he was isolated from others and only lived in his own world.

Time seemed to be frozen at this moment, and the smiling faces of the people around her became the background, blocking her heart.

She remained in the same position until the end of the performance, as if she had not come to entertain but to suffer.

Lin Baiqian only realized that something was wrong with her after the event. I've been focusing on having fun, but I've forgotten the purpose of my visit.

Although the two have just had a conflict, where did the overnight feud between friends come from?

Her stomach rumbled with hunger, and when she glanced at it, she saw the steak section occupied by a large queue of people.

He turned his head and patted Mao Mao's shoulder.

"Want to eat steak? If I want to eat, I'll go to the line. There were not a few people standing in the queue, and she asked in a hurry.

I've heard that the hot spring steak at the Rose Hotel is quite famous, and it's not in vain to always try it once!

"Go ahead, I'll go find a seat."

Mao Mao, who came back to his senses, saw his friend's gaze glancing over there from time to time, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled reluctantly, and replied.

She wasn't very hungry, she just didn't want to worry about Xiaobai anymore.

Maybe the dinner was too rich, or maybe the show was too appealing, and the restaurant quickly filled up due to the sudden influx of people.

Maomao shuttled through the crowd, but he didn't find a vacant seat for a long time.

In desperation, I had to find a nearby place for a family of four, stand next to it and wait slowly.

"Little girl, you can sit on this chair first!" The family had eaten about the same time, and when they saw that she had been standing, they kindly wanted to move her place.

The suddenly vacated chair appeared in front of her eyes, she just thanked her, took two steps forward and wanted to sit down, but a woman suddenly came out next to her, and grabbed the chair.

"Hey! It's not good for you to do that! ”

She waited for a long time, and she was already a little irritable. When I met such an uninteresting woman again, I immediately grabbed the person's wrist, and her face was not good.

She knew that her temper was not very good, and in order not to cause unnecessary conflict, she had tried to make her voice much quieter. But even so, it still attracted the side eyes of several people next to him.

"You're sick! What I got first is mine, get your dirty hands away! The woman glanced at the fur that was dressed without a trace of brilliance, and said in an unkind tone.

Mao Mao felt her nerves beating suddenly, and she caught a glimpse of the woman's disdainful gaze at her, and suddenly sneered.

"You said it was yours?"

She spoke lightly, at first glance without the slightest strength, and even a little soft. Because of such an attitude, the other party thought she was a bully, and "snapped" and shook off her hand.

"Too lazy to talk to a poor man like you!"

The woman twisted her waist as if it was about to break, and walked out with her chair, not paying attention to the pointing and pointing of the people next to her.

Mao Mao's fiery temper was not just talking, her face suddenly turned cold, and she strode up to pull the ruffle skirt of the woman.

"Ahh You crazy! Do you know how much this dress costs! ”

Suddenly attacked, the woman howled sharply. The shrill voice was particularly abrupt in the noisy dining room, attracting everyone's attention.

The ruffled skirt was torn off a muslin because of someone's strength, and it looked very miserable.

Mao Mao stood aside, looking at the woman's crazy expression for a long time, and her mind was calm.

Who told her to be so coincidental that she had to hit the muzzle of her gun?

Lin Baiqian endured the tumbling river and sea in his stomach and lined up, seeing that he was only less than five people away, but at this time he heard the woman's high voice.

I was looking at it with the mentality of watching the excitement, but I didn't want to catch a glimpse of someone and that person confronting each other, so I hurriedly put down the plate in my hand and hurried over.

Although I don't know what's going on, Mao Mao will definitely not mess with people for no reason, but if she is wronged, she is by no means a master who can endure it.

"Huh! It's too arrogant to call it an accomplice! ”

As soon as Lin Baiqian came over, the woman pressed the title of accomplice, although she hadn't done anything yet.

She was about to say something, but the woman suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her long hair, pulling it down vigorously, as if she felt that she couldn't take advantage of Maomao, but she could get it back from her.

Lin Baiqian did not apply powder, and his clean little face showed a bit of childishness, and he was a good bully at first glance.

But if you underestimate her because of this, it will be your own mistake.

When the woman thought that she could abuse her severely, she didn't want Lin Baiqian to bend down directly following her gesture, and then pinching her wrist is twisting.

The difference between those who have practiced and those who have not practiced is obvious.

Everyone only heard a ringing of their eardrums, and then Lin Baiqian stood in place, frowning tightly, unharmed. The woman, on the other hand, was holding her wrists, her hair was unkempt, and her face was hateful.

Some people are born crazy.

"Chair, I'll take it." Mao Mao suddenly interjected, then took two steps forward and took the chair back.

She originally planned to convince people with reason, but Xiaobai directly escalated to force to solve the problem.

A few minutes later, as the annoying woman's resentment left, the quiet dining room became noisy again, as if nothing had just happened.

"Just for a chair, you're going to pull someone's skirt?"

Lin Baiqian sat weakly on the vacant chair, looking at his best friend's indifferent expression, speechless.

"It's not, it's just a bad mood."

And then, just then, the man became a target.

She didn't say the latter words, but Lin Baiqian understood.