Chapter 272

"Cough, you are here." Mubei looks embarrassed.

Ling Xiao stared at his woman's hand, as if there was a flame burning on his hand from his eyes.

"Your hands want to be chopped?" Ling Xiaohan stared at the hand. His anger could not be covered.

"It's stingy to cut. It's just a drag. It won't take less meat."

Mubei bitterly releases Ji Qianchen's hand.

"Mubei, I tell you that my husband will not lose a piece of meat. I'm sure you will. Stay away from me later. " Ji Qianchen walks to Ling Xiaohan with a smile.

"Don't scare me, I'm still young."

Mubei shrugs.

A face of fearlessness.

"Remember what my wife said. Stay away from her." Ling Xiao repeated coldly, holding Ji Qianchen and turning downstairs.

Downstairs.

Ling Xiaohan finds a bathroom.

Drag Ji Qianchen in.

Turn on the warm water and grab Ji Qianchen's hand to wash it on the tap.

Although the strength is not heavy, Ji Qianchen can see that he seems to be very upset to wash her.

The president's bullying and paranoia are back.

"Are you going to peel my hands?" Ji Qianchen asked with a smile.

She really liked to see him jealous, silent, ugly face, like the sky before the storm, dark eyes.

"Don't let him touch your hand in the future."

"Can I touch it anywhere else?"

"Not to mention." Ling Xiaohan's voice was sharp.

"I see. Just now you saw him pull me when he came up. I can't shake him. Otherwise, you can teach me some Taekwondo moves. It's the kind of over shoulder fall. If he touches me again, I'll drop him on the ground. He can't get up in three days. " Ji Qianchen clenches his fist and puts his words in front of Ling Xiaohan.

"It may be you pregnant woman who can't get up in three days." Ling Xiaohan turns off the tap and takes her hand to the air dryer.

Automatic induction air dryer, automatic outflow of warm air.

His big hands hold her two small hands and look warm and harmonious.

"Later, let's put our baby's hands on the top and take a picture, family of three."

Ji Qianchen has made up a picture in his mind.

"Well, yes."

Ling Xiaohan nodded.

Go back to the banquet hall.

The lively birthday party has begun. Mubei stands in the center of the banquet hall with a microphone to cheer everyone up.

"How about I give you a dance on such a good day today? As for the dance to be performed, we will draw lots to decide which dance we want me to perform on a card, and then I will draw the winner, so today I will dance who I want to dance. "

"That's a good idea."

The banquet hall is bustling.

Before long, the waiter sent the card and pen to Ling Xiaohan and Ji Qianchen.

"Would you like to fill out one?" Ji Qianchen asks Ling Xiaohan with two cards.

"Boring."

Ling Xiaohan shook his head, he never disdained to participate in the game.

His eyes have been searching around the banquet hall.

The second young master of the Mu family has not been found. He is very lost.

"No, I'll do it."

Ji Qianchen is full of fun.

Three words were written on both cards: "striptease."

The thief Xi is going to put the card into the draw box. Ling Xiaohan grabs the card by pulling her hand. After reading it, his brow turns into two caterpillars.

"You haven't seen enough of your husband to see his figure?"

"Cough, striptease is more powerful. I want you to fill it but not you."

Ji Qianchen turned his mouth and his face was not convinced.

Ling Xiaohan throws her card into the garbage can and takes two more cards from the waiter.

Take Ji Qianchen's neutral pen and write a few words on the card.

"Chinese classical dance" new concubine gets drunk "

even the name of the song has been figured out for him.

"Pooh ha, can Li Yugang hit him? Can he jump out?" Ji Qianchen always thought that he was quite dark inside, but compared with Ling Xiaohan.

It's the little wizard that sees the big one.

Low belly black meets high-end black.

"Maybe we can promote Chinese culture in front of the French."

Ling Xiaohan hands the newly written card to Ji Qianchen.

"Take it."

"Why me?" Ji Qianchen asked with wide eyes.

"You'll leave it behind." Ling Xiaohan stood in place and waited for her.

When she handed the card over, the waiter stopped her directly. "Miss Ji, you don't have to throw it in. Just give it to me."

"Oh, yes."Ji Qianchen does not know why. After giving it to him, Ji Qianchen returns to Ling Xiaohan.

"I think the waiter is a little strange. Why doesn't he let me throw it in?"

Ji Qianchen asks with Ling Xiaohan's sleeve.

"Because Mubei wants to dance the dance you wrote, the lottery is just a cover."

Ling Xiaohan tells Ji Qianchen his guess.

"Pooh ha, what do you say? Isn't he going to be ruined by you? I thought at first that he didn't have to

"Wait and see."

Ling Xiaohan leads her to a rest chair and sits down.

After all the tickets have been collected.

Mubei, in front of everyone, reached into the lottery box.

"It's time to witness the miracle." Mubei holds the microphone and makes a fool of himself.

"Well, I got one. What kind of dance will it be? Let's help me to announce it."

Mubei takes out the card.

The above string of Chinese is not understood by the French guests present.

"Cough, is it a very abnormal dance? Let me have a look. " Mubei flips the card and takes a look at it.

"It's like a Chinese dance." Mubei frowns and looks at Ji Qianchen, who has a funny face over there.

"Yes, it's a Chinese dance. Do you need to wear Chinese clothes for dancing, or ancient clothes? Mubei, don't you wear women's clothes? It should be OK to wear them again?"

Ji Qianchen raises his voice and laughs to embarrass him.

"Cough..." Mubei's face is ugly.

He never thought Ji Qianchen would be so difficult for him.

He thought she would definitely write about striptease and so on. He liked it best when he was in front of her.

What a mistake.

"Dance, dance, dance..."

There was a lot of noise in the banquet hall.

I don't seem to want to let Mubei go.

"Now that you've got something, you can jump?"

"Don't counselle the longevity star."

Ji Qianchen makes a fuss with the people present.

"Wait for me to change."

Mubei grabs the card and goes to Ji Qianchen, "you, you..."

"Come on, lady mu." Ji Qianchen holds his pink fist to cheer Mubei up.

Ling Xiaohan is very comfortable, waiting for mu Bei to come out and laugh off his big teeth.

"No harm, you demon."

Mubei mumbles and grabs the card and goes upstairs.

Ji Qianchen patted Ling Xiaohan on the shoulder. "Husband, he said you do harm to people."

"Well."

"And then?"

"Laugh at him later!"