The white dove clutched his knees tightly, trying to stop the damn trembling of his legs.

Grabbing his mobile phone, he desperately looked for Pei Siyuan to explain, and the mood of crazy drunkenness seemed to cease to exist overnight.

After yesterday's night of madness, Siyuan, am I still qualified to stand in front of you and ask you for an explanation? In the past, I had no love for you, and nothing could I give you.

Now, I don't even have the only intimate innocence I can give you, can I still be qualified to say I love you? Can you be qualified to ask for an explanation?

I was shouting in my heart, white dove, you can't, you can't lose your temper. It's already a defeat, is it going to be a little uglier?!

The white pigeon took a deep breath, threw a polite smile at Liutai, and continued reading: "...... Mo Lin and Pei Siyuan, I wish them a good 100 years. ”

"Thank you for the wine." The white dove took the ice-blue wine, raised his head, and drank it all.

Even tears fell into the hair, and no one noticed.

"Good!" A few applauses pulled the audience back to reality.

The applauding man stood up, only to see him tattooed with his arms tattooed, pot-bellied, and stumbling towards the stage with half a bottle of vodka.

"White pigeon girl, my brothers have always wanted to invite you to a glass of wine, but you just don't appreciate your face, and you never drink alcohol. Fart! You drank this wine so happily just now, I was a little tasteful, what's the matter, look down on me? ”

"I'm really not good at drinking, and I don't mean to look down on you." In the face of the sudden clamour, the white pigeon could only try his best to appease and try to pretend not to be alarmed.

"Then drink this bottle! There is no one in the entire Jiangcheng who does not give me Brother Yan Qing's face. Don't let me hold it for too long, toast and don't eat and drink. ”

"I really can't drink it, please go back to your seat first, there is still a song to finish."

"Let Lao Tzu feel unhappy, what song do you want to sing?! Believe it or not, I moved my fingers and let Jiangcheng have no place for you to sing? ”

After that, there were a few fierce-looking men around him, and they didn't seem to be good at stubble.

The white pigeon groaned for a while, but still didn't reach out to pick up the wine bottle, "Several big brothers are out to play, don't make a fuss and don't look good." If you call the police, it's not good for anyone. ”

The man's face is even more ugly, little girl, in the face of this situation, who is not laughing with the situation, she is so bold that she dares to talk to herself in such a threatening tone.

The man clasped the white pigeon's neck with one hand, and the foul smell of wine sprayed on the white pigeon's flushed face.

"Don't weigh yourself, say cruel things in front of me, and the person who dares to threaten me hasn't been born yet!" With a push, the white dove fell to the ground.

The man pulled the cap of the bottle and tried to pour it into the mouth of the white pigeon.

There was a mess on the stage, and even if some people in the audience wanted to fight unevenly, they were afraid of those big men. Pei Siyuan looked at the Mo neighbor beside him, and then at the white pigeon in front of the stage, his heart was anxious, but the beauty was in his arms, and he didn't dare to step forward.

The white dove was held by the flower-armed man to avoid it, and when he was in a hurry, a pair of long legs flashed at the door of the bar.

After a few steps, he stepped in front of him and lifted the white dove up like a chick.

The flower-armed man gritted his teeth, "Where did the little white face come from, dare to be a hero in front of me to save the beauty, are you tired of living?" Don't force Lao Tzu to beat your own father to the death! ”

"You're really right, I'm here to be a hero to save the United States." Lu Yuanhe hooked the corners of his mouth, his tone was indifferent, but his aura was so strong that the flower-armed man was stunned.

Before he could react, he saw Lu Yuanhe flexibly avoid a few pairs of hands that came up, dodged, and knocked down a big man with a perfect over-the-shoulder fall.

The flower-armed man stepped forward and swung his fist, but the other party's punches hit him at the vital point, and the flower-armed man was in pain and bent down to pick up the wine bottle.

Lu Yuanhe turned around and took off his suit jacket and put it on the white pigeon's face, raised his hand lightly and snatched the wine bottle raised by the flower-armed man, flipped his wrist, and smashed it on the flower-armed man's head impartially.

In an instant, shards of glass flew sideways.

The man with the flower arm fell to the ground.

The big man who was struggling and snorting, Lu Yuanhe didn't lift his eyelids, turned around and took off the coat on the head of the white pigeon, and suddenly smiled.

"It's okay...... I didn't shave my face. ”

Lu Yuanhe scraped the white pigeon's face with his fingers.

"You! You're the ......."

The white dove forgot to be afraid, and blushed unexpectedly.

"Which one?" Lu Yuanhe raised his eyebrows, deliberately wanting the white pigeon to continue.

"Anyway...... Thank you......" After saying that, he ran to the backstage with a red face.

Lu Yuanhe showed a playful expression.

Interesting...... Am I like a big bad wolf...... Why do you always slip away like a white rabbit......

……

The white dove took a breath in the background and felt his head swell. I caught a cold yesterday, and after the fright just now, my eyelids were hot, and my throat was burning and uncomfortable.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

The white pigeon was startled, thinking that the other party had come to find fault again, but when he saw Mo neighbor entering, he took out his lipstick as if no one was around, and carefully applied it in the mirror.

is obviously a beautiful and lovely appearance, but the words spoken are cold and without temperature. "In order to cheer you on, the bureau to celebrate the engagement banquet is set here. Everyone blessed me just now, but don't you bless me? ”

Mo Lin didn't know his relationship with Pei Siyuan? So what is it now, pretending to be stupid? Or a demonstration?

"You know I'm working here...... You know everything...... Isn't it? The white dove had a dull voice.

Mo Lin suddenly smiled lightly, "I am a good friend with Siyuanmen, and after my parents introduced us to each other, he chased after me. You don't think you can enter the door of Siyuan's house, do you? He is the only son in the family, do you really bear to be dragged down by you and your oil bottle brother for the rest of his life? You're going to drag him to death. I just didn't tell Siyuan that you and I were on the same crew. But it doesn't make a difference to you, does it? The grand occasion of a marriage proposal is better to experience than to see it in the newspaper headlines. What, not satisfied with the live results? ”

"You ...... How long have you been together? ”

"You already know it in your heart, so why do I have to say it to make me sad. Siyuan feels guilty about you, and always feels sorry for you, but I see that just now, there was a man fighting for you, you are very proud, right? I'm afraid you already have another owner, right? I said, you are so short of money, how can you hang a tree? ”

The white pigeon was extremely angry, and wanted to reason with her, but the strength in his body seemed to be empty. I could only gasp for air.

On the table, the mobile phone vibrated and sounded, and the words "Qin Jianan" jumped on it. The white pigeon wanted to reach out and grab the phone, but he was so dizzy that he couldn't do it at all.

Mo Lin turned around and walked towards the door, glanced at the white pigeon's mobile phone, and then poured it back, smiling.

"By the way, Miss Bai, can you please stop using my fiancé's photo as a phone screen?"

After speaking, he picked up the mobile phone with the screen lit up by the white pigeon and threw it into the bucket next to him.