Chapter 65: The Sparrow Flies Up the Branches 27
Ban Ruyun searched for a long time and didn't find Su Yao, and when he was on fire, Jiang Linxiao called.
"Is Xiao'er okay?" Ban Ruyun held his favorite light gold latest iPhone close to his ear, and Jiang Lin's cool voice came from the phone
Ban Ruyun didn't know how to answer him, and was silent for a long time in the night.
Jiang Linxiao on the other end of the phone noticed that something was wrong, "What happened?" ”
Yan Da's cool night breeze was wrapped tightly in the high-end windbreaker he had specially ordered for tonight, and he was stunned by his cool tone.
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At this moment, Su Yao was being blocked in the women's bathroom in the auditorium.
Not long ago, after the welcome party was dispersed, Su Yao went to the bathroom on the second floor.
When she first entered, there were two people with broken mouths who were actually talking about her and commenting on her.
She pushed open the bathroom door and calmly passed by the two girls in haute couture dresses with the latest Chanel lipstick on their lips.
The two girls didn't expect to bump into each other by chance, looking embarrassed, but they didn't expect that Su Yao would ignore them completely with an indifferent face when they heard it.
The short woman with the ripples of the water was so angry that she stomped her foot, and as a result, the heel of the 12-centimeter red high-heeled shoe under her feet broke with a "click", and she also broke her foot by the way.
The most important thing is that these shoes are still expensive, and the girl's heart is dripping blood, looking at Su Yao's back, she can't wait to dig out a hole.
The other tall girl had no choice but to help her away with a very bad face.
Su Yao came out of the bathroom after going to the bathroom, put his slender hand on the doorknob and twisted it vigorously, but the door could not be opened.
For another half hour, she tried no less than 200 times, but to no avail.
I don't know when the air conditioner in the bathroom was turned on, and the indoor temperature was getting lower and lower.
Su Yao began to shiver with cold, because she was wearing very little for tonight's welcome party.
Her hand slammed against the wooden door, but there were very few people left in the Great Hall.
"Stop shooting, it's useless."
Su Yao stopped, her eyes shining with tears were puzzled, and Sakura Lips complained anxiously, "Who are you?" Why are you keeping me here? ”
"Hehehe, it's not me who closed it." The woman leaned against the wooden door and smiled coquettishly through the door, "Doesn't it seem that you are very smart?" I don't know such a simple means. Is it just by men? ”
Su Yao's innocent eyes vaguely seemed to flash a moment of ruthlessness.
"Also, I've seen too many women like you, and it's nothing without a man, how can literature describe people like you? What a delicate silk flower! Her voice was gentle and moving, but the words in her mouth were not so beautiful.
The door opened with a bang, and the woman leaning on the door stumbled and almost fell, but fortunately, even though she stabilized her figure, she regained her proper appearance.
The woman is painted with delicate light makeup, a fiery red off-the-shoulder skirt sets off her fair skin, and a standard and decent lady's smile, if you look like a mysterious oriental girl who came out of a medieval oil painting.
The gates of hell opened, and the demon who had disappeared had the face of an angel.
"Reacquaint, my name is Ge An'an." The smiling woman in front of her stretched out a pair of slender and beautiful hands, her fingers were as white as jade, and her nails were trimmed very round, with neat corners.
Su Yao's eyes were in a trance.
Under the shattered shadow of the bathroom light, the excessively white nails seemed to transform in front of Su Yao, getting longer and sharper, and the fingertips were smeared with a trace of blood until they turned into blood-red claws.
"Ah" Su Yao's mind seemed to be crossed by something sharp, and she exclaimed in pain, and the terrifying picture that appeared in front of her was shattered like a mirror.
Ge An'an withdrew her right hand impatiently, wrapped her arms around her chest, such a domineering action, she didn't do that kind of discriminatory posture against others, and it didn't mean that she was much better than Ge Beibei's demeanor, which is basically the same as barking dogs not biting.
Su Yao was originally wearing little, and being targeted by this kind of person was like a snake waiting for an opportunity to peep in the dark, and a pair of blood-colored vertical pupils were tightly glued to him, making people shiver uncomfortably and cold.
"Diana! It turns out that you don't just speak a foreign language? Su Yao's words are actually very ironic, obviously she has a Chinese face, which can be understood during the competition, but she also insists on foreign languages in informal occasions such as welcome parties, which is puzzling.