Chapter Seventy-One: Flowers and Grass

Jiang Xiaoqian was holding the small plate, and her strength was greater than she imagined, and she couldn't hold it steadily.

Before she knew it, she was already sitting on the man's lap with one hand, holding his neck with the other hand, looking at the red crayfish meat.

pursed her lips and stared at the small plate, her unhappy eyes were vaguely visible, why did one or two of them rob a man with her!

Is her man that good?

She turned her head and glared at Huo Baizhan viciously, her smooth and fair face was full of angular coldness, and her dark and deep eyes were glowing with a cold color, which softened a little under the warm light of the restaurant, and it seemed to be an affectionate illusion when she looked at people, which made her in a trance when she was already drunk.

It seems to be really good.

Everyone else present looked at the two people in this intimate posture, Jiang Chenghong's face was as usual, and he didn't have much feeling, anyway, he didn't care about what would happen next, and he was tasting wine by himself.

And Qiao Yuan'er's finger bones are pale, if her eyes can kill, it is estimated that Jiang Xiaoqian has been killed by her hundreds of times.

"Jiang Xiaoqian." She tried her best, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of her teeth, with a gritted tooth of delicate dissatisfaction.

Didn't she Jiang Xiaoqian just use drunken madness to stop her from getting along with Brother Huo.

Her mind is really vicious, her methods are so shameless, she doesn't deserve to be with Brother Huo!

Jiang Xiaoqian was immersed in the beauty of the man's prosperous age, and in a trance, he heard someone calling him and tilted his head to look.

I saw Qiao Yuan'er's angry appearance that she couldn't bite herself, and suddenly looked down at the small plate she was carrying.

The buzzing brain took a few seconds, and then he reacted, and with a pout, he directly pushed the thing back to Qiao Yuan'er, "Peel it yourself and eat it yourself, Brother Huo doesn't need you!" ”

After speaking, she turned her head, a pair of apricot eyes seemed to be smiling, deliberately pretending to be seductive and lightly raised eyebrows, the water covered the mist and sultry people's hearts, the corners of her small mouth were slightly upturned, and she was stained with scarlet liquid.

Huo Baizhan's dark eyes sank, this little girl is definitely going to be a demon......

As soon as this complicated thought appeared in his heart, he saw that Jiang Xiaoqian's originally playful and charming gaze turned directly into a fierce appearance, comparing who was more excessive.

She estimated that she was really drunk and couldn't tell the occasion, stretched out a finger to pick up the man's chin, and her little face suddenly showed a gangster snort, which seemed to outsiders to be teasing him.

It's true, because Jiang Xiaoqian pinched his voice contrivedly again, and he was so tired that he was tired: "Brother Huo~ Is it ...... Do you want to eat what someone else peeled for you? ”

Qiao Yuan'er's face suddenly became a little gloomy, what did she mean by this!

Huo Baizhan suddenly pinched his eyebrows with a headache, and sure enough, it came again......

I can still vaguely remember the-for-tat confrontation between the two a few days ago, I really didn't expect that there would be such a day, he took a deep breath, and a low voice overflowed from his throat: "No." ”

In an instant, Qiao Yuan'er's face turned pale and she wanted to cry.

And Jiang Xiaoqian was so proud that even the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were dyed with a smile, his fingers gently rubbed the man's chin, and then he deliberately made a straight face: "Hmph, it will be stained with flowers and grass." ”

Suddenly. Womanize. Bai Zhan: "??? ”

She leaned over again, her lips close to the man's ear, and muttered quietly, with a bit of childish anger, and more persistently and seriously read word by word: "Man, you are mine." ”

So, don't go.