Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

The man yawned, lay lazily on the beach, raised a hand and beckoned to Yan Xiaye.

Yan Xiaye looked at him curiously, then walked slowly to his side and stopped.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

The man raised his eyes to look at her, and ordered as a matter of course: "Go and get me two bottles of beer, it's cold."

"..."

For the sake of sitting on his sofa just now, Yan Xiaye nodded and obeyed his arrangement without complaint.

Next to the bonfire not far away, various alcoholic beverages are served in boxes filled with ice cubes, and everyone can take them at will.

Thinking of the light blue bottle in the man's hand, Chu Muyu fiddled with the ice cubes with his slender fingers, looking for the same brand as that.

Just when she finally found the target and picked it up to leave, a discordant cold snort came from behind: "Woman, why are you here?"

Yan Xiaye stopped, with some doubts on Qingmei's small face, not sure if the other party was talking to her.

In this country, she is really unaccompanied, and any disputes have nothing to do with her.

"Don't put on that innocent look, it's you!" Seeing that Xia Ye didn't speak, the other party reprimanded even more annoyedly: "This is not a place you can come, or is it because you fell in love with someone else's man again? Are you ready to make use of your superficial innocence and inner bitch strengths?"

Bitchi...

It was the first time he heard someone use this kind of words to describe himself. Yan Xiaye's slender eyelashes trembled, and his black and white eyes looked at the exotic beauty in hot pants and T-shirt opposite.

The only thing that was certain was that she didn't know each other.

The pretty brows frowned, and Yan Xiaye glanced at the crowd gradually coming around from the corner of his eyes, and said calmly and calmly, "Miss, did you recognize the wrong person?"

Although she has only an oriental face on this beach, I heard that some foreigners are not very good at distinguishing the appearance of the oriental face, maybe they mistook her for someone else.

"Did you admit the wrong person?" The sexy and pungent woman sneered, "So, you snatched sister Alisa's fiancé because you also recognized the wrong person?"

Yan Xiaye was slightly taken aback, but quickly understood.

No wonder she never provoked the other party, but was scolded for no reason. It turned out that this person was Alisa's friend.

Considering how much Alisa hates her, she will certainly not be stingy with making up stories to slander her, so the current scene is not particularly unimaginable.

Smiling neither humble nor overbearing, Yan Xiaye said in a soft voice: "Miss, I have never met you, even if you are Alisa's friend, you shouldn't despise me because of Alisa's unilateral remarks. "

"Why not?" The woman continued to sneer, "You have already done shameless things, and you are still afraid that I will reveal the truth in front of everyone?"

"the reason is simple."

Yan Xiaye calmly faced the bitter and sarcastic sarcasm, and said calmly, "Because we are not children, as adults, we must have the correct judgment ability for gossip, right?"

The more it is at this time, the more they can show their self-cultivation and demeanor.

This calm response was like a soft slap, hitting the sexy and beautiful woman's face in public.

Right now, all the people present are those who are fun in the circle.

Immediately, someone cast eyes on Yan Xiaye, and someone laughed, "Lina, aren't you the best? How come you deserve a role that is not easy to mess with?"

The woman named Lina glared at her bitterly, and then pointed her finger at Yan Xiaye again, "Oh, your so-called judgment ability is to let me not trust my friends, but trust you, the bitch?"

As a woman, Bichi's insulting words were unbearable to anyone.

What's more, Yan Xia Ye has never done anything wrong, so he has no reason to be unreasonably accused and ridiculed in front of so many people.

Quietly looking at Lina who bared her teeth and claws, she gave up her plan to communicate normally.

Counterattacked with a half-smile: "Miss Lina, since you can stand here, it means that you have a family background that ordinary people can't match, but your way of talking and self-cultivation is really shocking."

"You bitch, how dare you say I'm uneducated?!"

Lina's eyes widened suddenly, with wheat-colored skin and blue eyes, like an angry wild cat.

Under the eyes of everyone, she walked up to Yan Xiaye arrogantly, and commanded condescendingly: "Apologize to me immediately! Otherwise, don't blame me for embarrassing you in public!"

"Even if someone wants to apologize, it should be you who apologizes to me first." Yan Xiaye didn't hesitate at all, and raised her sharp chin to make up for the difference in height between the two, "Besides, during the few minutes of entanglement with you I'm already very embarrassed."

"You!" Lina was completely annoyed, raised her left hand with red nails, and pushed Yan Xia Ye hard, "It seems that you need to be taught a lesson, the one you will never forget."

Yan Xiaye was not as tall as the other party, so he staggered back half a meter.

After standing still, she also stretched out her hand with a blank face, and pushed the tall and burly Lina with all her strength.

Judging from the strength of the two, if they really fight, Yan Xiaye probably has no chance of winning.

However, at this moment, the two were standing together in the soft sand, and Lina never thought that Yan Xiaye would resist. The high heels under her feet were very inconvenient on the beach, so she sat on the beach with her butt shaking.

At the same time, excited whistles sounded all around.

There were also people happily waving at Yan Xiaye, shouting about kung fu.

Having easily won this round, Yan Xiaye looked at Lina who fell to the ground in astonishment.

Unexpectedly, Lina looked fierce, but she was actually an embroidered pillow.

If there is a real fight, it is hard to say who will win and who will lose.

With a calculation in mind, Yan Xiaye calmed down three points, seized the opportunity to turn the offensive, and looked down at the opponent.

Now that she has gained the upper hand, Yan Xiaye has no interest in fighting in the street, especially with an inexplicable partner.

"Miss Lina, if you have no other plans, it's better to stop here."

Not wanting to entangle with the other party any longer, Yan Xiaye touched the wine bottle that was warmed by her, leaned over to change the cold one from the box, and prepared to walk away calmly.

In the eyes of the onlookers, some people might think that she has a guilty conscience.

so what?

Anyway, these people are destined not to have any intersection with her, and she has no interest in confessing her heart in front of everyone and proving her innocence.

"Bichi, stop!" Lina stepped on the sand in embarrassment, stood up with the help of her friend, "You hit me, and you still want to leave so easily?"

As expected of a rich and noble lady, she is really unreasonable.

Looking at Lina's exasperated expression with cold eyes, Yan Xiaye was miraculously not afraid of her, but said wearily: "Yes, there is no need to send it away."

Such a playful answer did not get Lina's forgiveness, but made her block Yan Xiaye's way even more, "I've said it all, don't try to leave easily!"

Just when the situation reached a stalemate and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

A lazy voice descended from the sky, breaking the uncomfortable silence.

"Woman, I just asked you to take two bottles of beer. When are you going to delay?"

The voice fell, and the expressions of everyone present were different.

Yan Xiaye didn't realize this, turned around to show the man the beer in her hand, and said half-truthfully, "Sorry, I planned to go back immediately, but I didn't expect this Miss Lina to be so enthusiastic. Hospitality, refused to let me leave easily."

After she explained the atmosphere that was originally tense, it suddenly became less suffocating.

Lina frowned, as if she wanted to say something more.

However, after seeing the tall and slender figure of the man, he reluctantly closed his mouth, acquiescing that Xia Ye was right.

So far, a storm has been resolved invisibly.

Although the person who was provoked was Yan Xiaye, she was definitely not the most embarrassing one in the process of pushing and shoving with Lina.

Too lazy to spend any more time with Lina, Yan Xiaye pulled out an emotionless smile, hugged her beer, turned and walked towards the man a few meters away.

Up to this moment, she hadn't realized that the quietness of the crowd had something to do with this informal lover, and handed him the beer casually like she would treat an ordinary friend.

"Sir, is this temperature okay? Do you want me to get some more?"

"Barely."

The man picked up a bottle, took a few sips contentedly, and then raised his finger behind her, "Oh, that kid Bourne is here to look for you."

When Yan Xiaye heard the words, he looked over with clear eyes, thankful that he didn't cause any trouble.

"Miss Yan!" Looking at the man next to Yan Xiaye in a daze, Bourne walked over in three steps at a time, and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Cass, Miss Yan is my guest, if she has anything Please forgive me for the impoliteness."

Cass... sir?
Realizing that the identity of the lover is a bit unusual, Yan Xiaye blinked in surprise, and then burst out laughing.

And Mr. Cass listened to Byrne's social rhetoric indifferently, saw Yan Xiaye smiled, and asked with great interest: "Woman, what are you laughing at?"

"I was thinking, since you are a man of great status, dating many women at the same time is not really big news."

As Yan Xiaye said, he sighed helplessly: "I thought I could ask for help, but now it seems that I was thinking too much."

Bourne listened blankly to the conversation between the two, unable to figure out what happened in this short half hour.

but……

Mr. Cass is indeed a person of great status, and he probably doesn't like women talking to him so calmly.

Sure enough, Cass raised his eyebrows meaningfully.

"You mean, those women are only willing to associate with me on the premise of my identity and status?"