But at this moment, slender green onion-like fingers were turning the wine glass carelessly. The man was holding his cheek in one hand, and his black hair fell down from his shoulders. He was so beautiful.

"Ahem~" Murong Qianqian covered her mouth and coughed dryly.

"..." The man poured a glass of wine without any reaction.

Murong Qianqian's brows were knotted, and she stepped forward shamelessly, grinning, "Hello, Brother Hua~"

Hearing this, Hua Wuxin slowly turned her head, and her slender hands carelessly brushed away the broken hair from her forehead, her posture was so charming.

The nymphomaniac man and woman peeping outside the door screamed.

"So handsome!"

"What a nice view!"

Murong Qianqian wiped a handful of cold sweat and cursed, what do these people look like?

Hua Wuxin's movements were like a slow-motion movie. When she turned her head completely to the side, a slanted smile appeared on the corner of her lips. It was a bit charming, a bit charming, and a bit unspeakably bewitching.

There was another noise outside the door, as if someone fainted with excitement.

"Brother Hua is so charming and charming, even the way he fiddles with his hair is so charming..." Murong Qianqian wanted to say the words "风 | coquettish", but when the words came to her lips she swallowed them, "Such a graceful and graceful person, it makes people very envious."

Then with a dog-legged expression, he sat down on the stool next to him.

Hua Wuxin frowned beautifully, brought the white jade orchid-patterned wine glass to her mouth and took a sip, her narrow eyes slightly narrowed, "Who are you?"

"Brother Hua, stop joking!" Murong Qianqian's white hands fell on the other party's shoulders.

After being slapped hard, Hua Wuxin's hand holding the wine glass shook, and a few drops of fragrant wine spilled out, staining the crescent-white robe.

Hua Wuxin fiddled with her long hair coquettishly again, "I don't know you."

Murong Qianqian gritted her teeth and took a deep breath, stepped forward and whispered: "Young Master, it's convenient, I just want to lend you some money, and I will pay you back double in the future... Ten times? Twenty times?

Don’t be so greedy!”

Hua Wuxin smiled slightly and looked at Murong Qianqian's eyes with a bright halo twinkling.

Such a look made Murong Qianqian panic. She tightened the clothes around her chest and said nervously: "You don't want to pledge yourself to me, do you?"

Huayueju is filled with a strong aroma of wine and the wind blows, making people slightly tipsy.

After hearing what Murong Qianqian said, Hua Wuxin put down her cup and joked: "Young master, you are joking, Hua has no intention of marrying a wife at all, let alone a..." She did not continue her words, but her eyes could see her disgust.

meaning.

"Liu Niang, why don't you invite this young master back?" Hua Wuxin poured herself a glass of wine and tasted it elegantly.

The mother was staring at Hua Wuxin infatuatedly. She suddenly came back to her senses when she was called out, and said with a smile: "Young Master Hua, please forgive me. If I had known that this man was a liar, the slave family would never let him get close to Young Master Hua."

Half a step."

After saying that, he glanced behind him, and the thug stepped forward with a fierce look on his face.

Murong Qianqian suddenly stood up, raised her hand and was about to slap the table hard, but thinking that hitting it so hard on the hard wood must be painful, she quickly grabbed the wine bottle on the table.

Lift up, drop down.

With a "bang", the wine bottle painted with hibiscus flowers fell to pieces.

"..."

Everyone was shocked and did not react for a moment.

Murong Qianqian's nose twitched, her brows furrowed, and two tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. Yingyingyu pointed at Hua Wuxin with trembling hands, "Hua Wuxin, you are such a heartless person, and you won't accept the credit if you ask for it."
Chapter completed!