Chapter Ninety-Five: Ice Fighting

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Zhao Xiaowen was scolded with blood, and apologized to the people who ate melons with golden beans, which calmed the anger of the public.

The anger dissipated, and the 'polite' melon-eating crowd left piecemeal with the assistance of the security guards.

After all, Fenglan International is not an ordinary shopping mall, although there are more people joining in the excitement this time, but the security guards still dutifully disperse the crowd.

Zhao Xiaowen's hair is messy now, and when she saw the crowd disperse, tears were still dripping from her eyes.

"Don't cry~" Bing Manxue smiled and mended the knife: "At first, it was you who scolded me, and in the end it was you who cried and cried grievances, you really made me feel embarrassed~" Bing Manxue raised her eyebrows, and said with a fluent harbor flavor.

"You...... It's all your ............" Zhao Xiaowen pointed to the icy nose, but obviously had lost its initial momentum.

"What's the matter, that's a word run out. Do you want me to help you open Baidu and search for swearing words? If you don't have diamonds, don't do porcelain work. ”

"You're really a bitch! Help丨the! Zhao Xiaowen's face was flushed with anger, and she was angry and lined up with Bing Manxue.

1v1 pairs? I'm afraid it's not my head that will be blown up.

How could she know that Bing Manxue's unique nickname ------ Bing Hang.

"Yanyan, why is there a dog barking here?" Bing Yan put his arm around Yan Shuyan and said coquettishly.

Before Yan Shuyan could speak, Bing Yan looked at Zhao Xiaowen with disgust and said, "Do you want to play against me?" You've got to have that ability, too. Your combat power is really too scummy, I suggest you go and cultivate for a few more years. is the so-called thousand-year-old king eighty-thousand-year-old essence, you must at least cultivate into the eight essences of the king~"

Bing said one by one, without a single dirty word, and invisibly couldn't say a word of Zhao Xiaowen's words.

Zhao Xiaowen blushed and trembled with anger.

Fighting with her?

If Zhao Xiaowen just scolded herself simply, she really didn't care about the other party.

But she actually had the audacity to insult her Yanyan!

That's heinous!

If you don't give Zhao Xiaowen some color, she really doesn't know why the flowers are so red.

Do you really think that her poisonous mouth and ice name came for nothing?

At this moment, she only felt happy physically and mentally after a bad breath for Yan Yan, opened the fan, and leisurely fanned the small breeze.

The breeze blew Yan Shuyan's black hair, and he glanced at the ice and snow with doting. Then he said to the security guard who had not yet left, "Throw people out." ”

The security guard is the captain here, of course he knows his boss after working for three years, and he is even more active when the boss comes to inspect on weekdays, although he is a security guard, but he also has a dream of getting promoted and making a fortune.

Performing well in front of Mr. Yan is also a way, isn't it?

Wearing a security guard can't hide his bull-like body, and his skin is dark. It was clear that the security captain was a regular at the gym.

The security guard picked up Zhao Xiaowen with an indifferent expression, and it was really effortless.

Zhao Xiaowen wore a big red dress today, which made the long skirt flutter when the security guard picked it up. It's like a matador and a red cloth in the bullring.

Zhao Xiaowen scolded and struggled, but the 'matador' didn't care at all.

He rounded his arms and drew a dazzling red arc.

Zhao Xiaowen lay on the ground in a daze, the sun of the next day stretched her shadow, and she looked extremely depressed.