Shit!

Who did she recruit and who did she provoke?

They will fight on their own, and the war will not burn to her, ok?

"Hey hey, Miss Mu is joking, joking with me, ha ha." The more he laughed, the less confident he was. Wu Ruo stepped back carefully.

Claudia turned and got into the car with a sarcastic sneer.

A beautiful tail flick, the car grazed the ground, faint sparks, disappeared.

Wu Ruo just breathed a sigh of relief.

This woman is more terrible than a man when she gets angry.

Leaving rowan family, Claudia parked his car on the side of the road with his hands on the steering wheel and his face buried between his arms.

In fact, she should not be angry with Wu Ruo. People caught up with her to comfort her. She was completely well－intentioned.

But at present, anyone and anything related to Rowan can become their own fuse.

After all, I still blame the damn initiator.

"Ah!"

With a few low curses, Claudia scratched his long hair.

Turning out her cell phone, she turned black in front of her angry eyes. She pressed it a few times according to her feeling. As soon as it was through, she gnashed her teeth and said, "Come out, I want to drink!"

*

Ivan pushed open the bar door and frowned.

A sharp－eyed glimpse of his extraordinary bearing, twisting his waist to come forward.

Very not easy to get rid of one by one pestering goblins, when he found the woman lying on the edge of the bar, the other party was already drunk.

"Amu? Amu?"

Who, who called her?

Is it still such an old－fashioned name?

Claudia propped up his head, a pretty little face blushed, and his big eyes flickered blurred and unclear.

The red lips moved slightly, and she held out her slender fingers and poked them at Ivan‘s nose. "Huh? Ogawa, have you had plastic surgery?"

"Who is Ogawa?" Ivan narrowed his eyes dangerously and grabbed her wrist.

If she dares to say that she is her boyfriend, I‘m afraid she can‘t help breaking her wrist.

"Ogawa Chuan is my little secretary. You don‘t even know that." Claudia curled his pie mouth with disdain.

Ivan breathed a sigh of relief. He grabbed her bag in one hand and hugged her in the other. He came down from the high chair. "Come on, Amu, I‘ll take you back."

"I won‘t go back!" Claudia pushed him away, twisted his eyebrows, and the whole person was on the bar. "I still want to drink! To drink... hiccups! Wine..."

Taking a deep breath, he succumbed to his impulse to get angry and coaxed him： "Amu, be good, huh? You have drunk enough. You don‘t want to go home. Shall we find a place to wake up?"

"Good? I don‘t want to be good!" Claudia slapped the bar table generously and shouted at the bartender, "Give me wine! I want wine!"

In the end, the wine was not drunk again.

The soft one is not good, but the hard one.

Ivan tossed Claudia over his shoulder and carried him straight out of the bar.

Her stomach was pinned on his shoulder, her head down, and her blood was flowing countercurrent, rushing straight at Baihui acupoint.

"Whoa－whoa!" Swinging her two small thin legs, she patted Ivan on the back fiercely and enunciated with difficulty： "Spit... Wow..."

Something warm, sticky, sticky, slowly and little by little flowed down Ivan‘s back.

Ivan stood stiff and the little woman on her shoulder broke free and fell to the ground.

"Drink!"

A gloomy male voice commanded.

The little woman who was about to put down the mineral water bottle hurried on to fill her throat.

"Splash, splash, splash."

"Go on!"

"Splash splash... no way! Ahem, ahem!"

Claudia wiped the corners of his mouth and blinked. "I really can‘t drink any more."

"I am to sober you up."

"Wake up! Really Da! I sober up!"

The man hugged his shoulder and smiled coolly.

He was wearing a cheap T－shirt with a supermarket price of 19 yuan each and an exaggerated skull pattern on his chest.

This is how many years ago, the unhealthy young people‘s love, wearing him in a serious way, makes people laugh.

Claudia "sniffed" and quickly covered his mouth and suppressed it back.

Ivan raised his eyebrows and leaned close to his face across a plastic table. "Very funny?"

"Not funny, not funny." She replied seriously, "It‘s not funny at all."