Mistakenly spoiling a hundred billion little sweet wife

Zhou Qiaoqiao, who was surrounded, bit her lips and looked at them. Under the thick mirror frame, there was a sparkle in her clear and vivid eyes, and she forced them back in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the strong Song Yiyi, she regretted for a moment that she should have paid attention to it just now.

No one stepped forward to dissuade.Because the people around me are either staff members or group performers.

Moreover, Song Yiyi's reputation is not bad, and the reason why she can lose her temper like this must be because the next scene is very important, and she cares about it.

Zhou Qiaoqiao breathed a sigh of relief, the redness and swelling on her cheeks made her look extremely depressed: "Then how do you want to solve it?"

Calm tone, no waves.

Song Yiyi glanced at Zhou Qiaoqiao who was so resigned.

"The way of the person is to treat the person." Then he directly poured a cup of very hot coffee on Song Liya's face when she was injured.The little face that had been slapped just now was poured with hot coffee again, and he covered his face with his hands, feeling numb from the scalding heat.

It made Zhou Qiaoqiao tremble, and the burning pain spread from her face to her whole body, and the scream when she was splashed made people feel pain even if they heard it.

The discussion behind them stopped, and they watched with bated breath the disparate confrontation between Song Yiyi and Zhou Qiaoqiao.

After splashing, they threw the quilt on Zhou Qiaoqiao's head, and heard a "bang" sound very clearly.

"Oh, she slipped for a while, and she just flew out."

It also depends on the owner to beat a dog, and this week Qiaoqiao is a warm-hearted person.

Everyone knew that this was Song Yiyi's vent to Wen Mengxin's grabbing her role.

Zhou Qiaoqiao slammed down,

The world is still at this moment, only ridicule and sarcasm, Zhou Qiaoqiao knows that the people behind her are just as proud as Song Yiyi, and also like to see her own jokes.
His eyes were red, but he forcibly held back the tears.

Zhou Qiaoqiao looked like a clown at this moment.

She wanted to fight back, but she was worried that her conflict with Song Yiyi would hurt Mengxin.

Even though she was extremely angry in her heart, she still calmed down: "It's okay now, I accidentally splashed you, and you also took revenge, so we will write it off."

"You're a small handyman and I've written off everything. What's your worth, what's Yiyi's worth? Can you compare with her? Fortunately, we discussed it heartily and didn't care about you, so it won't be so easy to say next time."

A small circle formed here, Wen Mengxin and Su Mu saw everyone discussing something in the interior scene, and came out curiously to have a look.

Su Mu was tall and tall, and he saw Zhou Qiaoqiao in the middle of the crowd at a glance.

Somehow, the anger came up!

Striding forward, Wen Mengxin could feel the terrible anger on him even around him.

"what happened?"

Su Mu pushed aside the crowd and approached, Zhou Qiaoqiao's grievance and forbearance came into view.

Originally, she was soiled, with stains on her hair and body, but Song Yiyi seemed to be educating her with her arms around her chest, so arrogant.

"Song Yiyi, what are you doing!" A stern voice sounded, the tone full of anger.

Su Mu yelled at Song Yiyi, which gave Song Yiyi a big jump.

"Young Master Su, if she doesn't understand the rules, I'll only have one set of clothes. I'll have a very important role later." Song Yiyi subconsciously started to complain.

"Just your old clothes are worth my Coke?"

Su Mu snatched the opened Coke from Zhou Qiaoqiao's hand and took a sip.

Before Zhou Qiaoqiao came back to her senses, Su Mu had already drunk it.

"Young Master Su..."

"Apologize!" Su Mu said coldly, his tall stature was particularly dazzling in the crowd.

Song Yiyi was a little bit embarrassed by the two words that were not allowed to be put on the table.

Wen Mengxin also followed, and saw Zhou Qiaoqiao standing there with trembling shoulders.

Brown coffee liquid slipped down on her lenses, and there was a slap mark on her innocent little face, it seemed that she had been slapped.

Behind the lens was a pair of red eyes, although no tears were shed, but the stubbornness was unbearable.

"Oh my god..." Wen Mengxin took out a handkerchief from her clothes, and stepped forward to wipe Zhou Qiaoqiao's face clean.

"Qiaoqiao definitely didn't do it on purpose, and your clothes are just a little dirty, and it's not impossible to wash them off. Is it necessary to beat someone?"

Wen Meng couldn't help but glared at the arrogant Song Yiyi.

"Who told her not to have eyes? My clothes are custom-made. If the clothes are dirty and the progress is delayed, can she afford it?"

"Qiaoqiao, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Seeing Song Yiyi's appearance, Zhou Qiaoqiao became more and more angry.

"It's okay, I'm just running errands for Young Master Su. Since the Coke has been bought, Young Master Su can use it slowly." Zhou Qiaoqiao took out a can of iced Coke and handed it to Su Mu.

Through her thick glasses, Su Mu got her cunning.

"ok~"

Su Mu complied with Zhou Qiaoqiao's intention, then took the Coke from Zhou Qiaoqiao's hand, and handed it back to her after taking a sip of the Coke.

Then, with his pretty fingers, he gently unscrewed the Coke bottle.

Originally, the face was turned up just now, and he was going to play a prank on Sumu.

Now it's all right, the injustice has its head and the debt has its owner.

Su Mu hasn't completely unscrewed the cover yet.

Only a "bang" was heard.

Then the carbonated drink gushed out, directly towards Song Yiyi's pretty face.

"Stab" for a second.

Song Yiyi felt that she was hit in the face by a water column.

"Ah!!!" Suddenly panicked and panicked.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it was Coke who made the move first." Seeing this, Su Mu suddenly became apologetic, and all the anger just now was hidden in seeing Song Yiyi's distressed appearance.

With an innocent face, he perfectly avoided the liquid sprayed out by the Coke. His seemingly unintentional actions were intentional no matter how you look at the current scene.

Song Liya was dumbfounded from behind.

Song Yiyi, who was still valiant just now, seemed to be poured over her head with a pot of Coke.

Coke was dripping down her bangs and face, not to mention her clothes, her makeup was too dazzled.

In front of so many people, Song Yiyi's nose was sore, tears of grievance and Coke slipped down when the goddess who had always been aloof was reduced to this.

But when Su Mu was present, everyone didn't even dare to hand over tissues.

Obviously, this rustic girl with glasses seemed to belong to Young Master Su, and she was slapped openly. Such a fate should be considered light under the hands of Young Master Su.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, not daring to breathe, full of gunpowder.

"Young Master Su, what did I do wrong, you want to humiliate me like this."

Song Yiyi burst into tears, Song Liya came back to her senses and directly wiped her face with her sleeve, but was pushed away by Song Yiyi.

Anyone in the crowd who is not blind can see Su Mu's intentions.

"It's called one mountain and one mountain higher, just to let you grow your memory." Su Mu restrained his harmless look, his eyes were firm, and the warning in his words was obvious.