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Zhao Yimian almost couldn't look directly at the word "practice".

Fortunately, she has always been thick-skinned in front of her friends, that is to say, it is easy for Shen Mingchu to see her blushing, and ordinary old drivers want to drive her car?It's really broken.

The two walked around all afternoon, their legs were trembling, they didn't eat much at noon, around four or five o'clock, Zhao Yimian's stomach started growling, and Song Yiqing was not much better.

The lo skirt she prepared for Zhao Yimian is a cute and simple style, leaving out the bustle and complicated patterns, it is just an ordinary little skirt, but what she wears is a complicated and beautiful court style, with overlapping skirts, like The petals of the lotus are layer by layer, and its weight can be imagined.

Fortunately, there is a shopping mall opposite the comic exhibition, and you can eat a variety of food just across the road.

"I know that the seafood stewed noodles of the family are very delicious. Let's go, I invite you!"

Song Yiqing dragged Zhao Yimian down to the second basement floor.

As soon as he entered, Zhao Yimian's saliva began to flow wildly. There were food shops everywhere. The tables and chairs were on both sides of the sidewalk. You could sit down at any time and enjoy the food you ordered. If it wasn't for Song Yiqing's insistence on eating seafood stew On the other hand, Zhao Yimian had already chosen to surrender in front of the first shop selling Orleans grilled wings.

"There are not many people today, so lucky!" Song Yiqing said happily.

Zhao Yimian looked at the long queue in front of the cash register and fell into a mysterious silence.

This...isn't that much?

Did the two of them misunderstand the word "no more"?

Fortunately, although there were many people, the ordering and delivery speed was not slow. After a while, Zhao Yimian and Song Yiqing arrived. Zhao Yimian had no opinion on what to eat, so Song Yiqing would give her some, and the latter would give her some Ordered a Bawang set meal-everything in the shop.

Zhao Yimian rubbed her stomach, "Okay, I'm done eating!"

While waiting for the meal, Zhao Yimian looked around and found that there was a milk tea shop not far away.

How can you not drink milk tea when you go out? !No outing is complete without milk tea!

"Xiaoqing, do you want some milk tea?"

"Drink, drink!" Song Yiqing stood up and was about to buy something.

Zhao Yimian stopped and said, "I'll just go buy it! What flavor do you want?"

Song Yiqing was busy sifting through the photos on her phone, when she heard this, she also sat down, "Let's just have the original pearl milk tea!"

"Okay, then I'm going! You wait for me!"

There were not many people in the milk tea shop. After Zhao Yimian took the number, there were only two or three people in front of her. She arrived at her soon after seeing her, and she didn't bother to go back to the noodle shop, so she simply sat down on the seat in front and played The phone waits.

Just as she was killing all directions in the Summoner's Canyon, someone around her suddenly quarreled, smelling gossip, and her ears automatically stood up, as if she had her own exploration antenna.

"Meimei, I don't care about your past, I don't care how many boyfriends you have, and I don't care that you have given birth to children for others. I am willing to take good care of you and live a good life with you. I will treat you very well." ..."

——Oh, the honest man took over.

"The one surnamed Zhang, how many times do you want me to say, I don't like you, I don't like you, it's pointless for you to pester me, I'm going on a blind date with you just to deal with the parents, I have no intention of getting married at all!"

——The goddess despises honest people.

"Do you think I have no money? Do you look down on me? I bought you so many things, but you don't have the slightest touch and soft heart?"

- ATM cash machine.

"I said, I don't need you to buy me things. I have money, and I don't like the things you buy. Give it to whoever you like!"

——It turned out to be self-indulgent.

"I spent so much money for you, why do you look down on me! I'll buy you LV bags, Dior lipsticks, and Swarovski crystals..."

The recipe report later, no, it was the shopping list report, Zhao Yimian didn't hear it clearly, because the clerk in the milk tea shop was shouting: "No. 38, the milk tea on No. 38 is ready!"

On the 38th, she went up to get her own milk tea, took a cup out of the bag and inserted it, and took a sip happily, as if reborn.

Cool!

The heat is driving me down!

Snapped--

Zhao Yimian just took a mouthful of pearls, before he had time to chew them, he just froze in place.

Not far away, a girl in a red dress was covering her cheek with a fragile expression.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?! If you have something to say, talk about it, what's the matter with beating someone?"

She took the milk tea and squeezed it angrily.

Push the man away and protect the girl behind him.

"Get out of here, little girl, it's none of your business!" the man said impatiently, "Believe it or not, I beat you too!"

"Hit it, hit it if you have the ability! If you dare to hit me, I will call the police and sue you for intentional injury!"

The man pointed at the woman behind Zhao Yimian with red eyes, and said, "This girl, she took things from me, didn't marry me, and came to fish for me as a winner. Do you think she should hit her?"

Someone in the crowd booed: "Yes, well played!"

The girl covered her face with tears and did not defend herself.

The women onlookers also pointed at her a lot.

"This kind of bitch, I should beat her to death!" The man said as he was about to pounce on the woman in the red dress.

"You are sick!" Zhao Yimian smashed the milk tea in his hand like a meteor hammer on the man's face, and at the same time lifted his skirt and kicked the man away, "Let's not talk about whether this girl wants anything from you Even if she wants it, you don't have the right to hit her. You gave it voluntarily, and they didn't steal it from you. Is there any law of the king here? Really consider yourself the emperor, whoever you want to hit, is it true that you rush to the girl’s house and kill her some other day, and we still have to applaud you and praise you for doing a good job?!”

"Little sister is right." A woman in business attire came out from the crowd, "Emotional disputes can be resolved through negotiation, and those that cannot be resolved in private can be brought to court, but this is definitely not a reason for you to resort to force. "

"You kept saying that you don't care about this girl's past. If you really didn't care, you wouldn't say it over and over again," a woman dressed as a housewife came out and said, "If I were this girl, I would look down on you too. , male chauvinism, selfishness, tasteless, low!"

More and more women stood up and stood between the man and the woman in the red dress.

Someone even pulled Zhao Yimian back, "Little girl stay away, lest this psychopath go crazy."

Someone bought a cooling ointment for reducing swelling from somewhere, and pulled the woman in the red dress aside, "Girl, show me, oh, this is a killer, this blushing..."

Then the woman in the red dress burst into tears.

She stammered and said: "I confiscated his things at all, and all he bought were fakes, such as LV and Dior, all of them were street stalls, not even high-quality imitations, and you could tell they were fake at a glance. Besides, even if it's true, I don't intend to want it, it's not that I can't earn money and can't afford it... woo woo woo..."

Zhao Yimian, who was squeezed out of the crowd, looked down at her thin body, then at the crowded heads of the criticizing army, and decided to give up squeezing in. Seeing the woman in the red dress crying uncomfortably, she walked over and touched her and said in an extremely gentle tone: "Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry, this kind of man is bullying and fearing the hard. Look, so many sisters and sisters are protecting you, don't be afraid."

"Thanks, thank you little sister." The woman in the red skirt said with a sob.

Zhao Yimian: "...I'm really not necessarily younger than you."

The woman in the red dress burst out laughing, "Little sister, have you graduated from college yet?"

Zhao Yimian: "..." Babyface said that she didn't want to talk.

Someone called the police, and the police rushed over after a while. Because Zhao Yimian looked young, the elder sisters repeatedly asked her to leave, saying that they would handle such troublesome things.

Zhao Yimian: "...All right."

The milk tea just now was smashed. Since there was nothing wrong, she went to buy another cup of milk tea.

The clerk at the milk tea shop saw her and said in admiration: "Little sister, you are so powerful, you dare to rush up to such a scary person."

Zhao Yimian waved her hand and said modestly, "It's nothing, it's a girl who would rush forward when she sees such a scene. Didn't I see so many sisters and sisters stand up? If it weren't for them, I would feel guilty."

"It's amazing to be the first to stand up! We invite you to drink this cup of milk tea."

With that said, the clerk handed over a cup of milk tea filled with ingredients.

Zhao Yimian took a breath, with a satisfied face.

The clerk did not ask her to pay for the other cup of milk tea, saying that it was damaged at the door of the store and could be redone for free.

Zhao Yimian returned to the seafood stewed noodle shop, and was surprised to find that Song Yiqing was gone, only the order note was left under the shopping bag, she sat down in a daze, took out her phone and saw that Song Yiqing had sent her a message.

"It's miserable—my aunt suddenly visited, and I went to change the sanitary napkin. You can eat the stewed noodles when it arrives."

"Number 109, Number 109!"

After reading the news, she heard the call number, Zhao Yimian saw that it happened to be their number, so she hurriedly stood up and went to the restaurant to serve the food.

Song Yiqing just came back at this time.

She sat down on her buttocks, and sighed a long time, "Wearing this skirt to change sanitary napkins is really too perverted."

Zhao Yimian immediately imagined the picture of her lifting up her skirt layer by layer like peeling an onion.

"Pfft-"

Song Yiqing said: "Laugh if you want to. If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. This is the price of being a public servant!"