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"It's not pretty."

An Ziqi nodded, completely forgetting that she was planning to scold just now.

The man in blue was amused by her reaction, and the bewildered look was cute.

Xiao Yimo dropped a black line on the corner of her forehead on the side, and she felt that if she didn't come forward to stop it, maybe her little white rabbit sister-in-law would be hooked up.

coughed, stepped forward and pulled the person back to his seat, "Just take a look at these little fresh meats, one is weaker than the other, they are all useless, they are far worse than my brother, don't be dazzled." ”

"That's nature, my husband is naturally the best." An Ziqi said with a smug face.

Of course, her vision of choosing her husband is first-class, and as for the bastard things that Xiao Moli did before, they have long been selectively forgotten by her.

Xiao Yimo gave her a roll of the eyes, An Ziqi is definitely his brother's number one fan sister, she is simply worried in vain.

"Enough, enough, don't show affection here, keep these and go back to my brother."

……

The two were arguing when a drum beat sounded downstairs.

An Ziqi raised her eyes and looked down the hall downstairs.

I saw that in the center of the stage, I don't know when a few pieces of light yarn had hung from the roof, and a woman in a red dance dress, with a light veil covering her face, was standing in the middle of the gauze tent, dancing to the sound of drums.

The clothes on her body fluttered with her dancing movements, like a butterfly dancing in a light veil.

With each step she took, she left a little red mark under her feet.

After the dance was over, the hanging light veils fell instantly, revealing the woman in red inside.

And the imprints under her feet just formed a gorgeous red lotus.

There was a cheer in the hall, and An Ziqi also applauded in the upstairs box.

The woman in red bent down to thank everyone and prepared to step down.

"Wait."

A voice suddenly sounded, and An Ziqi looked towards the place where the sound came from.

It was the voice of the oily-headed man I had just seen.

"This lord, what do you command?" When Xiao Er heard his voice, he immediately stepped forward from the side of the hall and asked respectfully.

The fat man stretched out his hand and pointed at the woman on the stage and said, "I want her to come down and accompany me." ”

"I'm sorry, Miss Ling'er just came to the teahouse to perform and didn't accompany the guests, please forgive me." Xiao Er replied politely.

"What, this is looking down on me?" The oily-faced man shouted arrogantly.

took out a stack of silver tickets from his body and threw it at the little two.

"What you have is money, hurry up and let her down."

"This master, it's really not good." The little second was a little embarrassed and refused.

"No one has dared to say no to the person I have a crush on." The oil-haired man snorted coldly.

"Since you don't eat the toast, then don't blame me for letting you eat the penalty wine."

After saying that, he waved his hand to the people behind him, and those people immediately rushed to the stage, regardless of Ling'er's struggle, and escorted the people down.

"Master, someone brought it down for you."

The oil-haired man looked at the woman in front of him in light veil, smiled with satisfaction, and then reached out to tear the veil off her face and touch her smooth face.

"Little baby, accompany me tonight, all this silver is yours."

"Get out of here, don't touch me, I don't want your money." Ling'er struggled desperately.

However, her strength is comparable to those men, it is useless.