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Mu Yu patted the dust on his clothes, and then continued to focus on Qiao Minhan.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned.

This is Huakui Yanjiao's embroidered shoes. Do you dislike them?

Are you still a man?

I'm afraid it's animals.

Yan Jiaojiao is also a Leng, before every man will her embroidered shoes as a treasure, want to hold firmly in the heart of the hand.

There is no one like Mu Yu who treats her embroidered shoes like a broom and dislikes her dirty embroidered shoes.

However, her embroidered shoes are very clean. How could they stain his clothes.

According to the rules of the game.

Who gets Yan Jiaojiao's embroidered shoes, who can coexist with Yan Jiaojiao for an hour.

Although Yan Jiaojiao is very dissatisfied with Mu Yu, she still goes to the table of Mu Yu and Qiao Minghan.

Many men are looking at the chest thumping, jealousy incomparable.

"Two young masters, can I sit next to you?"

Yan Jiaojiao smile, she is worthy of the red dust restaurant signboard Huakui, that pair of beautiful eyes have the ability to hook the soul.

Mu Yu was not happy.

The woman somehow threw her shoes over, and wanted to sit next to them.

"No way."

Mu Yu flatly refused, with a trace of coldness in his tone.

Yan Jiaojiao's smile solidified again.

No matter how good her temper is, she is also a little angry in her heart.

Who is she?

The dream lover of all the men from Tiancheng.

Many wealthy young men have to queue up when they want to see her.

But in front of this does not know good or evil young person, oneself personally delivers to the door, also does not agree, wants to drive her away.

"I really don't believe it. I can't charm you with my charm!" Yan Jiaojiao was not convinced.

"Childe, since you don't want me to sit next to you, let me play the piano for you."

With that, without waiting for mu Yu's permission, Yan Jiaojiao asks the maid to bring up her piano and table.

Then Yingying sat down, and the delicate and soft jade fingers were playing on the piano, making bursts of pleasant sounds.

At this time, Yan Jiaojiao, who is still Huakui, has clearly become a talented woman.

Melodious music, tactful flow back, like a girl living alone, thinking of her lover.

The sound of her zither is like a magic sound. Every man can't help crying when he hears it.

Looking at Yan's delicate and lonely figure, people's eyes are full of pity.

"What a poor girl. I'll be nice to her all my life."

"Her heartless lover left her behind so ruthlessly. What a scum."

"I feel that the first 20 years of my life have been in vain. Until now, I have finally found my true love. I want to protect her all my life."

Many men in Hongchen restaurant are in tears, and it is difficult to restrain their emotions.

Mu Yu frowned and looked at Qiao Minghan, whose eyes were shining. He was angry.

Even if the woman played the piano nearby, she even used the mysterious skill of the piano sound, which made everyone feel in her fantasy of the piano sound.

"Bang!"

Mu Yu slaps the table hard, and Qiao Minghan wakes up from the musical illusion.

He just thought of his recent gaffe, and his heart was also a little angry.

Yan Jiaojiao beside is also shocked by the sound of Mu Yu's clapping table, and her piano music is suddenly interrupted by Mu Yu.

Yan Jiaojiao's beautiful eyes looked at Mu Yu in horror.

Why did he just clap the table, and his musical skills were completely suppressed.