Chapter 813

"What are you going to do?"

How could Zheng Meijia not know how much strength she had used?

She sneered, "don't play this game with me. Get out of here, or I'll make you lose it!"

This scene makes the dancers around calm down, even the music is temporarily interrupted, and they all cast their eyes on the stage.

"How can you do that!"

The woman sobbed pitifully, as if she had been greatly wronged.

Zheng Meijia has not answered, Wen Qing has walked to the woman and stretched out a hand.

"Get up."

The woman's face was ashamed and she was about to put out her hand.

Pop!

Zheng Meijia impolitely opened her hand, "you dare!"

The back of a woman's hand hurts, and her skin suddenly turns red. She is angry in her heart, but tears fall from her face.

"Wen Qing, you are not allowed to help her!"

Zheng Meijia's angry little face was a little white. She stared at him and pointed at the woman. She said angrily, "you can see this kind of thing. You can see it's a woman! When you look at him, you insult not only yourself, but also my eyes! "

The man she likes, how can she take a fancy to this kind of girl who is not on the stage!

Wen Qing heard her tone can not hide the arrogance, face with evil smile, slowly bowed his head, two people close to breath smell, breath intertwined.

Even if Zheng Meijia was angry, she was a little uncomfortable at this moment.

She blushed and heard his word by word.

"Who are you? Who do I like, and you have half a cent to do with it? "

Cold, cruel, without a breath of fireworks tone, let the face of the blood suddenly like a tide.

Yeah.

Who is she?

All the time, she was always pestering him, and he never admitted anything.

Wen Qing saw that Zheng Meijia couldn't come back, her face began to turn white, and her eyes showed a trace of loss and vulnerability.

Don't know how, his mood suddenly become very bad, directly hold the woman's wrist, not gentle at all will her up.

"My feet hurt..." The woman leaned in his arms with just the right softness on her face and said in a delicate voice, "can you hold me to see a doctor?"

Wen Qing did not speak, Zheng Meijia Huoran back, see his hand on the woman's waist, immediately clenched his teeth, voice pressure is very low.

"Wen Qing, would you rather mess with such a woman than accept me?"

Wen Qing choked in her heart, but said, "this is my freedom."

Zheng Meijia felt the slightly mocking sight from all directions, and looked at the winner's smile on the woman's face in Wen Qinghuai's arms, hoping to find a way to get in.

The feeling of being humiliated grew stronger and stronger, and she stamped her foot, clenched her fist and put down a cruel word.

"Wen Qing, I will never let it go like this!"

She stepped off the stage and ran out without looking back. When she heard the whistling of laughter and teasing, she ran out crazily, feeling more and more aggrieved.

She slowly stopped, panting heavily, squatting in front of the car, tears wet her face,

she scolded Wen Qing in her heart.

I don't know how long after that, Zheng Meijia patted some numb legs and wiped her face, but her face with tears was full of perseverance.

"I don't believe it!"

No, it's just what you like!

Which type do you like? She will, too!