Ling MI is still staring at the man. She doesn't want to open her mouth suddenly. She is clearly smiling, but she feels an unprecedented embarrassment
And inkstone when seven deliberately to the man to feed a grape, also successfully stopped his opening.
"Miss Yan..." Ling Mi closed the corner of her mouth for a moment, then said with a smile: "it's just a name. You can't be so mean, can you? Besides me and Yu... "
Yan Shiqi scratched his earlobe impatiently, raised his eyebrow slightly and laughed a little: "since it's just a name, why are you so persistent? What happened to you and him? Do you want to say that you are faxiao?
Please look to the left. There are still several of you sitting. How come I've never heard you call brother Qiao "Mu"
Qiao mu, a smoker: "Keke --"
He choked on the smoke!
Brother and sister, you are so excellent!
If Ling Mi dares to call him "Mu", he will not spit it out?!
Yan Shiqi clearly doesn't want to live with Ling Mi peacefully.
She didn't like each other. The party was full of her own people. She and Ling Mi didn't want to be complacent at all.
As long as Ling MI is smart and restrained, he will not start a quarrel.
Who can bear a woman who covets her husband and calls his name affectionately all day?
Is Ling Mi paranoid?!
Yan Shiqi glances at Ling Mi's face from red to white. With a light smile, he leans forward and picks up three grapes. Two of them are put in the palm of his hand, and the other one is fed to the man's mouth.
For this, men take all the orders.
He hooks thin lips, connives at what inkstone Shiqi does, leans on the sofa, swallows grapes, and pinches her waist line.
Yan Shiqi took time to look back at him. His eyes fell on his lips. He twisted the grape and gave him another one. He gave him a smile: "is it delicious?"
"You give it, of course." The man's tone should be, the pupil under the thick eyebrow locked the beautiful shadow of inkstone, his eyes only have her.
The two of them admired Qiao mu for their love.
He glanced at them coldly and snorted with disdain. When he looked away at the stiff looking Ling MI, he raised his chin and narrowed his eyes: "what's the matter with you? Not yet? My sister-in-law is right. You are also engaged. How can you not even deal with interpersonal relationship? "
Ling Mi's face looks like earth.
She pinched the coat in her hand and looked at Mo Liangyu carelessly, only to find that he was lying on the sofa and sleeping heavily.
This second, she suddenly felt that she did not know when, even in this group of small, become so helpless.
It's because the appearance of inkstone broke the balance between them!
Ling Mi represses her emotions, and her fingernails poke in her palm. The pain makes her wake up gradually.
She tugged her stiff cheek and hung her head apologetically. "I thought Miss Yan was an open-minded person. Since my name makes you unhappy, I will pay more attention to it in the future."
As soon as he heard this, Shi Qi, who is tired of the man, was slightly shocked. He glanced at Ling Mi's eyes, mixing fun and cunning: "Miss Ling, don't label me. I'm very stingy!"
At the end of the speech, she handed the last grape in her hand to the man and continued to add with a smile: "Miss Ling, instead of arguing with me, you'd better go to see Xiaoyu. After all, it's your fiance. I think he just drank a lot. If you have to leave first, what will he do?"