Chapter 28: Suppression

Red ginseng's eyes were red, almost dripping blood, he trembled and grabbed her hand, and whispered: "I promised you, I promised everything, you let me go, okay?" ”

The flower fat mist slowly brushed her hand away, smoothed the scratches on her sleeves, and smiled without showing her teeth: "It depends on the mood." ”

Red Ginseng was frightened, and subconsciously grabbed her with his other hand, refusing to let her go, with a desire to survive on his face.

The rest of the maids looked at each other, for fear that the red ginseng matter would drag them down, so they jumped out one after another to make a short, rushed up to stop the flower fat mist, and gossiped: "Forget it, forget it, we won't provoke you anymore, you are good with the little boy, let's go!" We don't interfere, don't make trouble, it's a big deal! ”

"That's it, if it's not about a sheep, why bother to die and live?"

"Speaking of which, it's all because the boss is too serious, red ginseng, you can say a few words quickly, don't you pay her a compensation, isn't this matter over?"

The grass on both sides of the wall fell, and he originally relied on the position of red ginseng to join forces to bully the flower fat mist, but now he saw that this big tree was unreliable, and they turned against each other one after another, and collectively moved closer to the flower fat mist.

They scolded me one by one, and the red ginseng was extremely ugly, red and white for a while, and their eyes lost their sparkling look in the past, like a dead fish, motionless in a daze.

"If the apology can be dismissed, will there be this drama today?"

After a while, such a sentence came out coldly, and the maids were all stunned, not knowing what to do.

Seeing that there was no hope of begging for mercy, the nose of the red ginseng qi was crooked, and he pointed at her and shouted, "You——! Don't go too far! ”

But the flower fat mist doesn't pay attention to her at all, and it's the kind that disdains to take care of her. She pushed through the crowd and left the place of right and wrong on her own.

This time it's bitter red ginseng, she can't go, she doesn't go, she doesn't go, she pestle in place for a while, and even the little girl's eyes have changed when she looks at her.

Originally, it was in awe, but now, a new rough maid kicked her nose in the face, provoking the little maids' minds, and they all wanted to follow the example of the flower resin mist - they could please the little boy, but they were not controlled by others, why not do it?

But they have no courage and have rehearsed it 10,000 times in their hearts, and when they move out, they change their taste, so they have to squeeze into a ball and chew the root of her tongue in front of red ginseng, which can be regarded as letting her know that there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky!

Red Ginseng slapped his palm on the railing in anger, almost shattering his jade bracelet, "What nonsense are you talking about?" Don't think that the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, hehe, it's not your turn to point fingers, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, let me hear it again, pull out your tongue! ”

"Red ginseng, you don't have to say a word!" In the group of maids, Xia Kui jumped out one by one, "That wild girl is just a third-class girl, so you can't raise your head in defeat, who will dare to stand behind you in the future!" ”

Xia Kui is the most powerful maid around Red Ginseng, but unexpectedly, she was the first to fall into the well.

The reason is not only because of the mist of flower butter, but also because of the opportunity to suppress red ginseng.

Who let the red ginseng be the personal maid of the little boy, and the opportunity to enter the fairy gate with the master is very great, and she shows off her power and prestige all day long, she has long been unaccustomed to it. At this moment, the red ginseng fell and collapsed, and after that, the sky above her head was vast.

If people don't do it for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed.

The maids met one after another, and whispered that it was not the red ginseng.