Sure enough, the purple-shirted woman shouted, "Bullshit cousin, I think you want to marry her." Mingkuan, this girl tells you that you are dreaming. ”

Then there was a sound of ping-pong, mixed with a series of noisy and angry scolding.

The wilted ink is full of interest, slightly moving his senses, and spying on the liveliness of the private room.

Inside the private room.

A tall and sturdy man who was quite handsome protected a seemingly delicate woman, surrounded the round table, dodging in embarrassment, "Channing, you are crazy." ”

The woman in the purple shirt held the cane she found out of nowhere, pointed at the man and said angrily: "I'm crazy, and I'm even more crazy when I see you protecting the fox." As he spoke, he waved his cane and chased after him.

The man had to protect the delicate woman with one hand and resist the doorstick with the other. Xu was angry, and maybe his arm hurt from the doorstick, and his face was a little distorted.

The maid tugged and dissuaded, "Girl, girl." ”

The man who ran the hall stopped in front of the man and pleaded, "Girl, girl, you have something to say." ”

"Sister Channing, cousin ......"

The woman in the purple shirt heard the weak woman's defense, and her anger surged even more. Pushing the running guy in front of him, he forcibly waved the door stick, "I'll kill you two shameless." ”

There was chaos in the private room again.

Look at the lively fine ink, and look at the smile.

The stunned Yuan'er saw the smiling Xianmo, and her heart was even more uneasy, and she instinctively wanted to stand aside with her legs shaking.

Although the guests on the second floor do not seem to have immortal arts, they can peep with their divine sense. But they were all stunned, staring at the private room with an interesting face, eager to take a look at the door.

After a moment of chaos in the private room, the man got a gap and staggered to protect the delicate woman from the private room.

The woman in the purple shirt chased after her with a cane.

The maid pulled her from behind and hurriedly dissuaded, "Girl, girl." ”

"Smack!" The staff was blocked by the maid, and only weakly hit the fence of the staircase.

The delicate woman was so frightened that she staggered, and happened to be leaning on the table of Xianmo. The pot of green plum wine on the table was swept away by the woman's wide sleeves and shattered to the ground.

The man guarding her hurriedly looked up and down, lest the splinters stab her, "Qianshuang? "The worry is palpable.

Concentrate on watching the lively fine ink, but I didn't expect this accident. The green wine rolled straight down her waist, splashing her skirt with a large swath. But even if the skirt was splashed, it didn't take Xianmo's eyes away from the chaos. On the contrary, the angle of secret joy is good, just to be able to see the so-called fox charmer clearly.

The fox has fair skin and a pair of willow leaf curved eyebrows. The beautiful eyes are full of tears, as if they are not falling, and they are charming and boneless. Xianmo couldn't help but sigh secretly, and sure enough, she looked so pitiful.

The stunned Yuan'er suddenly got up and pushed away the weak woman who was still propped up on the table.

Even the man who was protecting her didn't expect this change. What he had been wary of was the crazy woman chasing behind him.

The delicate woman lost her support and fell to the ground screaming.

The man hurriedly picked up the delicate woman and glared angrily. "You ......"

Stunned, Yuan'er glared back without showing weakness: "You have soiled my girl's skirt." The conscientious Yuan'er only has her girl's wet skirt in her eyes, and she only has the intention of protecting the girl from harm.

The lobby on the second floor is quiet for a moment.

The runner took the opportunity to block in front of the purple-shirted woman, and said flatteringly: "Girl, girl." There are other guest officers in the store, you go back and teach you a lesson. He was treated as a lady who was a lady to catch and persuade him, just hoping to extinguish the anger of the woman in the purple shirt.

The handsome man took the opportunity to help the delicate woman, intending to leave in a hurry.

Yuan'er was willing to give up, pulled the delicate woman's robe, and said angrily: "I still want to run, pay for it." ”

Xianmo almost raised her forehead and lamented, she always liked to hide quietly and watch the excitement, and she didn't like to get involved in right and wrong. She whispered, "Yuan'er." ”

Yuan'er was puzzled and looked at her blankly.

"Let it go." Slim ink sneered. He smiled lightly at the guests in the building, sorry for his stunned girl, disturbing you to watch the play.

Stunned, extremely obedient to the girl's words, although reluctantly, but also let go of the fat hand.

The handsome man protected the woman, frowned, didn't say anything more, and left in a hurry.

The woman in the purple shirt came back to her senses and wanted to push away the guy who ran the hall to catch up, but was pulled by the maid, "Girl, it's not good to look here." ”

She paused and looked around. Seeing that the eyes in the hall fell on her, there was pity, banter, and contempt. The woman in the purple shirt was quite embarrassed, turned to anger, restored the grace of the noblewoman, and prepared to leave with her head held high.

Regret the ink.

Guests regret it.

Yuan'er is unwilling.

The guy who ran to the table quickly ran to the ink table, took a rag to wipe the wine stains on the table, "Girl, I'm sorry for you, I'll change the pot for you immediately." ”

Xianmo smiled and nodded slightly.

Yuan'er stood there, and said in fear: "How good is this, the girl's skirt ......" She wanted to use the towel to dry the wine, and she was afraid that her towel would stain the girl's skirt, and she was even more afraid that she would offend the girl, and she was a little at a loss.

Xian Mo sighed secretly, inevitably becoming the center of attention, and she pulled Yuan'er to sit down. Stunned girl, stupid but sincere.

At this time, the initiator, the woman in the purple shirt, strode over and said, "This girl is reckless, I can't help this sister." "Such a polite look, and the unruly girl who wields a cane at the right time, is like two people.

Xianmo smiled and responded, "It's fine." ”

The situation subsided, and the woman in the purple shirt didn't seem to be unreasonable. The guy who ran the hall was bold, and said to the maid next to the purple-shirted woman: "Girl, look at this ......"

The maid didn't say much, and immediately took out a purse and threw it at him.

The guy who ran the hall was busy catching it and bowed, "Miss Xie." ”

The woman in the purple shirt stepped up to leave, but suddenly paused again, and said to Xian Mo: "I have a new set of skirts on the chariot, which is just right for my sister's size." If my sister doesn't dislike it, I'll let the girl take it and replace it with my sister. ”

Xianmo shook his head with a smile and said, "Don't worry, it'll be dry in a while." She only had to whisper a trick when she was not noticed, and her skirt was as new as ever.

The woman in the purple shirt has a clear love and hate, and she has a good impression of it. She politely accosted: "Sister, I first came to the royal capital yesterday, and today I was fated to bump into my sister, I don't know if I can be lucky enough to invite my sister to drink." ”

Unexpectedly, the woman in the purple shirt hesitated for a moment, as if she wanted to leave but seemed unable to refuse. Finally, he stomped his foot and gritted his teeth and responded: "Okay, it just so happens that this girl is not in a good mood." ”

Stunned, Yuan'er finally found a reason to stand, jumped up in a panic, and stood aside.

The maid of the purple-shirted woman was a tangle that she neither agreed with nor could be dissuaded.

Xianmo turned his head and smiled and said to the guy in the running hall, "Arrange a quiet private room." ”

The guy laughed flatteringly and replied loudly, "Okay." ”

The guests in the building stared at Xianmo and his party with envy and stepped into the private room. Even though the door is closed, his eyes are still reluctant to leave.