"Don't remind me!" Lu Mingyu gritted his teeth, his voice was extremely cold, and his black eyes were heavy.
Nie Yihan's words frustrated him.
On the contrary, the heartless woman looked calm and didn't seem to be affected at all.
Anyway, it's not the first time to make him angry. There's nothing to be afraid of.
Murong Heng, who had just finished a dance, was amazed when Lu Mingyu and Nie Yihan danced the opening dance. His eyes focused on Nie Yiyi and couldn't move away.
He can't understand the tango's temperament and his whole body.
That unforgettable sense of familiarity rushed up crazily as soon as I saw her.
Just
Will she really be Yiyi?
He Miao turned his head and looked at it along Murong Heng's eyes. He was angry for a moment.
Murong Heng got out of control for Nie Yihan several times tonight, and attacked her for the first time. You know, he used to hold her in the palm of his hand.
But an old and ugly woman, is it worth it?
No, it seems that she should do something to teach Nie Yihan a good lesson to vent her resentment.
He Miao made up his mind, and his eyes seemed to spit a poisonous knife. He didn't even know that his fingernails were stuck in his palm, but he was so angry that he trembled all over.
……
Lu Mingyu walked ahead. He took a big step with a slight anger.
Nie Yiyi couldn't keep up, and her dress was hard to walk. She had to lift her long skirt and trot behind her.
When she finally got to the door, she saw Bentley speeding by.
He must have done it on purpose!
"Lu Mingyu!" Nie Yiyi was angry and angry, and stamped her feet with hatred.
Murong Heng, who had just come out of the meeting, happened to see this scene. Seeing her standing alone in the wind and her long hair dancing in the night wind, he smiled and subconsciously stepped away from her long legs and walked to her.
"Miss Nie, you can't get a taxi here. How did President Lu leave you alone?" Murong Heng had a smile on his face and a gentle tone.
What a modest young master.
Nie Yiyi glanced at him, then looked at he Miao, who was hostile to her, and said angrily, "why doesn't master Murong accompany your underground lover well, but he has the leisure to meddle in my business?"
"Who do you say is an underground lover? Brother Murong likes me and he will marry me in the future!" He Miao tooted his mouth, stamped his feet and looked at Murong Heng, becoming more arrogant and willful. "Brother Murong, tell this old woman, am I right!"
"Hemiao, don't make trouble. Have you forgotten what I told you?" Murong Heng was fierce, with an imperceptible irritability.
In the past, he Miao always felt like a clever pet, but now he found that no matter how good a pet is, it will lose its temper.
And he doesn't like it.
He Miao was surprised and had to shut up. She suffered too much tonight and didn't dare to mess around again.
Nie Yiyi looked at the scene in front of him and only felt funny. He couldn't help laughing.
"Miss Nie, is there any misunderstanding between us?" Murongheng naturally heard Nie Yiyi's sneer. Seeing that she was serious, she frowned and couldn't help asking, "if there is, I can apologize to you. I just hope to be a friend in the future."
What I said was watertight.
"No, I dare not climb up to master Murong." Nie Yiyi said perfunctorily and walked around him. As soon as she took out her mobile phone and wanted to call Huang Yayin, her mobile phone was taken away.
She turned her head and looked down. Her mobile phone was being held in the palm of Murong Heng's hand.
"Brother Murong..." seeing that the situation was not right, he Miao quickly spoiled: "what's good about this old woman? He Miao, go back and rub your shoulders and legs? Didn't you say you like me to massage you best?"