Zhao Miaomiao touched her chin and glanced at the black suspender silk dress on her body.
The first time he entered the box and saw Xiong Lingmin, he felt a little strange.
When he came in with Li Yunying, he met a group of princesses in the elevator, all of whom were wearing black silk dresses.
It's just that the quality seems to be a bit poor, and Lude is a little more than Xiong Lingmin's clothes, which are full of charm.
Xiong Lingmin looked down at his clothes, turned his brain around, and finally figured out the smell.
This outfit was chosen by Han Xiuxiu for her.
Xiong Lingmin clenched his fists, "This Han Xiuxiu"
"Sister Xiong! Sister Xiong! Are you alright!" At the end of the corridor, a woman with a face full of anxiety rushed towards her, followed by two waiters.
When Han Xiuxiu saw Zhao Miaomiao next to her, she was puzzled and didn't show it on her face.
Just threw herself in front of Xiong Lingmin and wept, "Sister Xiong, have you been sorry, it's all my fault, I took you to the wrong room."
Xiong Lingmin squinted at her, pushed her away, raised her right hand, and slapped her hard.
Han Xiuxiu knew something was wrong from the first moment she saw Xia Houlin.
She was always on guard against Xiong Lingmin, and when she saw him raise his hand, she immediately took a step back, avoiding most of Xiong Lingmin's palm force, tilted her head to the side, and fell into Zhao Miaomiao's arms.
"BearSister Xiong? Why did you hit me?"
Xiong Lingmin knew that the hypocritical woman in front of her had shed most of her strength and pretended to be pitiful in front of Xia Houlin.
Looking at Han Xiuxiu who fell into Xia Houlin's arms, Xiong Lingmin gritted his teeth and pulled Han Xiuxiu, "You green tea lady, get out of his arms!"
"Xiahou! Xiahou! Help me!" Han Xiuxiu clutched Zhao Miaomiao's clothes tightly, crying and shouting. Anyone who looked at her felt that this woman was too pitiful.
The two waiters behind him really sympathized with Han Xiuxiu, subconsciously stepped forward to block Xiong Lingmin, "Miss, calm down."
Zhao Miaomiao wanted to curse, but Han Xiuxiu grabbed his shirt so hard that it would tear his clothes to pieces.
"You, here, me, let go!" Zhao Miaomiao squeezed Han Xiuxiu's hand, and broke her fingers off her clothes one by one.
Han Xiuxiu felt that her fingers were about to be crushed by Xia Houlin, and the pain made her cry even more.
Zhao Miaomiao shook off her hand in disgust, and said disgustedly, "My dress is very expensive, and you made it like this. Please transfer 500 to me right now, or I will smash your face."
Han Xiuxiu sobbed, "Xiahouwhy are you doing this? Can I wash and iron it for you and return it to you?"
"No, it must be five hundred, otherwise" Zhao Miaomiao clenched her fists.
The waiter couldn't stand it anymore, with colorful expressions, hesitating to speak.
In the end, I could only mutter in my heart, "Fuck, this man is too stingy, isn't he? He beats a woman just for a piece of clothing."
"Han Xiuxiu, I can't spare you what happened today!" Xiong Lingmin said viciously.
She pushed away the two waiters, stepped forward and dragged Zhao Miaomiao away, and looked at Han Xiuxiu in protest.
Doesn't this Han Xiuxiu like to pretend to be pitiful in front of Xia Houlin? She wants to piss off this little girl, Han Xiuxiu!
Zhao Miaomiao let Xiong Lingmin drag him away. After walking through the corridor, he broke free and took Xiong Lingmin back to the box. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com