Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Shui Miaomiao vomited for a while.

She could feel the soles of her feet fluttering, and her walking was unstable. Fortunately, her mind was still awake.

She didn't want to go back to the box. She was afraid that her colleagues would get drunk again.

Xia Yan's voice came from outside, as if calling.

"Yi, I'm sorry, I was still in the Lucky Building and invited colleagues to dinner. Some colleagues took good news and comforted them.

By the way, do you still know Shui Miaomiao? It was summer evening. What a coincidence, she is also working in Huanchen magazine, or my men, I read her resume, the school has not yet graduated?

By the way, she just bragged with her colleagues that she had fallen in love with you, held hands or something, and said that you still remember her, is it really fake? "

Shui Miaomiao: "..."

She lay on the table and bumped her head lightly, with the urge to buy a piece of tofu and hit her to death.

Xia Yan is really a master of out of context. Anything, through her mouth, can play a trick.

She still flashed, the group of colleagues, how much they really sincerely treated her, how much she looked at her foreign appearance, how much envy, jealousy, hatred.

She knew it well.

Shui Miaomiao returned to the box and just wanted to say that he had left first.

"Xiao Shui, we have been waiting for you for a long time, come, I respect you with this cup." Bing Bing said with a mischievous smile.

Shui Miaomiao watched them order another box of beer.

Drink it again, she must die.

Shui Miaomiao picked up the wine, smelled the wine, and covered her mouth to dry.

Bingbing took a step back and saw that Shui Miaomiao didn't really vomit. His face was green, and he poured the wine in the glass to Shui Miaomiao's face. He said angrily: "What do you mean, shame your face."

Shui Miaomiao only felt cold on her face, and the beer dropped with her cheeks onto the skirt.

"Sister Bing Bing, don't be angry. People are now making headlines, and the cow is on." Bing Bing's group members scorned Shui Miao Miao in disdain.

"Bing Bing, what do you mean! Playing dogs depends on the owner, what quality!" Senmi said angrily, handing napkins to Shui Miaomiao.

"Thank you Senmi." Shui Miaomiao took the napkin and wiped the wine on his face.

Bingbing stared at Shui Miaomiao, and said bitterly: "Yo, you all say she is a dog, then drive your dog at home, don't let it out annoying."

"What happened to me, you didn't have the ability to shoot the headlines, and you still don't allow others to shoot the headlines?" Senmi said with a sigh of relief.

"It's not what you photographed. What kind of cow are you? A big man quarrels with our little woman. Are you sorry?" Bingbing said unkindly.

"Ah, you can be considered a woman. Look at your figure, even a man can't look down on you." Senmi isn't so annoying.

"What are you talking about? You are in love with X!" Bingbing roared at the table.

"I can't kill you." Senmi sent it up.

The whole dining table was in a mess.

Shui Miaomiao was tired and powerless, and when Xia Yan came back, it was estimated that she would be even more embarrassed, simply, carrying her own bag and quietly leaving.

She just walked to the door of the hotel.

Ye Lingyi walked in from the door.

He was wearing a dark black suit with one hand in his pocket, and his whole body was filled with ascetic restraint, loneliness, coldness, and clear eyes, and desolation.

Look around.

His eyes on her face grew deeper, hiding the choppy waves.

Shui Miaomiao didn't want to see him and walked with his head blank.

Ye Lingyi took a small step to the side and stopped her.