Become a master of painting cakes in abusive essays

After finding a chance to get in touch with Jiang Jiaotao and exchanging contact information with her, Bian Yingning planned to go to the toilet and go home.

The tone of that party was not suitable for a person like her who was an ordinary person at heart.

Coming out of the toilet, Bian Yingning walked towards the door while calling Hua Cancan. Before she could go out, she suddenly heard a cell phone ringing from the corner on the other side.

In the next second, a notification that the call was hung up came from my mobile phone, and the ringing over there also stopped abruptly.

Bian Yingning paused, and looked to the side of the fire escape.

"What are you doing, why are you hanging up on me!"

It was Hua Cancan's voice.

Bian Yingning's face turned serious, Cancan is in danger?Just as she was about to rush over to rescue her, she heard Hua Cancan continue: "You are not my father, nor my mother, you are just my aunt, you control me so leniently!

Old woman, can you marry yourself off earlier, okay—”

There were no other voices left.

Bian Yingning stood there in embarrassment, it wasn't in the past, but it wasn't in the past, the image of Hua Cancan being gagged and dragged back to serve with a feather duster appeared in her mind.

This rounding up seems to be a scene of parents educating children. Although she and sister Hua Cancan have a deep affection, this kind of scene of being taught by parents seems to be quite embarrassing if she is bumped into by a friend.

Thinking about it, Bian Yingning walked out slowly, turning her head three times at one step.

Good luck to you, sister.

After getting into the car, Bian Yingning was about to ask the driver to drive, when she suddenly remembered Shang Qinghui.

She came with herself just now, and I don't know if she will call the driver to pick her up later.

But she should have bodyguards secretly following her, so I don't have to worry too much.

"Are you leaving, miss?" the driver asked.

Bian Yingning opened her mouth, feeling that she was really a carefree mother.

"Wait a moment."

Bian Yingning took out her mobile phone and tentatively sent a message to Shang Qinghui to see if she had pulled her out of the blacklist.

"Cub juice?"

Oh, it was sent out successfully.

Well, she is very obedient, knowing how to be obedient and let her out.

Shang Qingfen: "?"

Shang Qingfen, who was still in the private room, stared in a daze, but he did not forget to type out the message in a hurry: "Why are you calling your father?"

She was convinced, and every time Bian Yingning was released from the blacklist, she took advantage of herself in every way.

She did it on purpose.

"I'm going back. Do you want to go? If you go, Dad will see you off."

"Never mind! / Angry"

Bian Yingning raised the corners of her mouth while typing on her mobile phone: "Don't be angry, you are already a big kid, so you are not good."

I drank several glasses of wine that the bartender didn't know how to make, and now I feel drunk, and the surrounding light and music are so disturbing.

New hatred and old hatred surged together, and Shang Qing, who lost his mind and was so angry that his teeth itched, stood up suddenly, gritted his teeth, and made up his mind to bite Bian Yingning to death in the dark tonight to vent the hatred in his heart.

Dizzy, she shook her head and looked around.

This is not, and that is not... The two hugging each other over there are not, and the ones who are chewing together are not touching, and they are not... Bian Yingning!

Shang Qinghui called Bian Yingning in a frivolous manner: "Bian Yingning, where are you?!"

The music in the private room was quite loud, Bian Yingning vaguely heard Shang Qinghui's voice but couldn't hear what she said specifically, after feeding for a while, Bian Yingning got out of the car resignedly and went back to the bar again.

As soon as I arrived at the corridor of the private room, I saw a drunkard stumbling out. The bodyguard at the door tried to help her but she pushed her, and he didn't dare to move.

The drunkard was still yelling: "Where is Bian Yingning! Bian Yingning! Come out! I can't bite you to death!"

Bian Yingning: "..." Or she should leave.

Seeing the drunkard in the pink skirt rolling around against the wall like candied haws wrapped in sugar in a pot, Bian Yingning hurried over to grab her.

Shang Qinghui pouted her moist red mouth: "What are you doing! How dare you touch me!"

Bian Ying smiled angrily, and threatened in a low voice: "Little bastard, if you believe it or not, I will throw you into the sea to take a bath."

Shang Qinghui stopped rolling all of a sudden, and raised her eyelids vigorously. Bian Yingning saw her trembling as if her eyelids were stuck, so she couldn't bear to see it, so she went to help her, opening her eyes forcefully with one hand and the other. .

Shang Qinghui, whose eyelids were pulled away, finally saw clearly Bian Yingning who was face to face with him: "Bian Yingning?"

"Hehe, I still recognize you... grass!"

Bian Yingning hadn't finished speaking, the next second Shang Qinghui flew over and grabbed Bian Yingning's neck and bit her chin.

Bian Yingning, who thought she was going to be thrown into her arms, but it was the stinging pain, was dumbfounded.

"Nimma! Shang Qingfen, are you a dog? You, you bite me, let me loose, let go!"

Bian Yingning twisted her face in pain and pushed Shang Qinghui's face, Shang Qinghui just didn't move, even Bian Yingning called her harder, Bian Yingning didn't dare to push her too much, fearing that she would bite off a layer of skin .

This is the hatred that has been accumulated for a long time!

The four bodyguards not far away looked at the two people entangled together: "..."

Whatever hatred or grievance, even when drunk, I will recognize you and bite you.

It's so touching...ah no, it's too miserable.

Her head was held by Shang Qinghui and her neck, and her chin was bitten, so Bian Yingning had no choice but to pinch Shang Qinghui's mouth.

So her jaw was saved and her fingers fell.

"Fuck me! Can you let go!"

"There is no madman vaccine yet!"

The shrill screams echoed here, but fortunately, the sound insulation is good everywhere here, and no one is attracted to watch.

Shang Qinghui was drunk and could only exert 50.00% of her normal strength, but this was enough for Bian Yingning.

Looking at the man with hazy eyes who obviously lost his mind but still biting his hand with a smug expression, Bian Yingning became angry.

"Shang Qinghui, you forced me!"

Bian Yingning lowered her head immediately after uttering the harsh words, and grabbed Shang Qingfen's hair with her free other hand to prevent her from avoiding it. The next moment, she viciously bit Shang Qingfen's fleshy cheek.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Seeing too many bodyguards: "..." The world of rich people is really scary.

Shang Qinghui, who was in pain, quickly let go of Bian Yingning's hand, and pushed Bian Yingning's head to let her go: "Go away, go away!"

A soft and exasperated voice rang in his ears.

Bian Yingning met Shang Qinghui's misty eyes, but this time she gave Shang Qinghui a smug smile.

Hmph, let's see who is crueler than whom.

"Wow woo woo woo—you bit me woo woo woo Bian Yingning you dog woo woo—"

Bian Yingning: "???"

Start crying when you can't bite?Can't you afford it?

Shang Qinghui burst into tears directly, with big teardrops rolling down.

Bian Yingning was dumbfounded.

This is still crying, isn't it a drill?

You have to let go of your mouth quickly.

On one side of Shang Qinghui's face was a big tooth mark blatantly imprinted on it, the skin was too tender and the edges were slightly swollen, coupled with her bright red eyes, Bian Yingning fell silent.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, it's okay if you don't bite you." Bian Yingning was thinking about crying along with her.

"Then you apologize!" Shang Qinghui said aggrieved with a nasal voice.

"Okay, okay, I apologize!" Oh, you wait, I'll see how you apologize to me when you sober up tomorrow.

Bian Yingning gritted her teeth secretly.

Only then did Shang Qinghui stop crying, and looked at Bian Yingning with a steamy crystal bun.

"Say you're the brat." Shang Qinghui continued.

Bian Yingning: "I advise you not to go too far, Shang Qingfen, are you childish?"

Shang Qinghui glared at her and squeezed his mouth, as if he would continue to use crying in the next moment.

Bian Yingning showed a ruthless expression, and raised her hand to grab Shang Qinghui's lips, successfully turning her into a duck's mouth: "Don't think that crying can threaten me, I tell you, if you cry again, I will... I will... ...I'll pluck you bald!"

Shang Qinghui immediately covered her head when she heard the words, and even forgot to save her mouth.

A soldier can be killed but not bald!

Seeing that she was obedient, Bian Yingning let go of her hand in satisfaction, and wiped her tears casually with the back of her hand: "Go, if you don't go cold, you won't be able to sell for a good price."

Shang Qinghui looked at Bian Yingning in shock: "?"

……

When Bian Yingning returned to the car with Shang Qinghui, the driver looked at the two through the rearview mirror, and hesitated to speak.

Didn't the lady just go in to pick up someone, why does it seem like she went to a group fight.

Look at the messy hair of the two, the red and swollen jaws and cheeks with tooth marks...

Bian Yingning pushed Shang Qinghui into the car, fastened her seat belt, and then looked at her fingers which were easier to see.

The tooth marks are quite clear.

Not cracked, just a bit bruised.

Bian Yingning blew: "If someone bites you, you probably won't get rabies."

driver:"……"

He'd better drive quietly.

Bian Yingning blew on herself again, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Shang Qinghui who was lying on his back like a dead fish with a dizzy head.

He looked at his hands again.

Damn it, I didn't bite it myself, why did she blow it.

Bian Yingning patted Shang Qinghui's face, it felt like patting a balloon filled with water, if Shang Qinghui hadn't opened her eyes, she would have wanted to pat for a while longer.

"What are you doing..." The dissatisfied words were mixed with a little coquettish meaning.

Unmoved, Bian Yingning stretched out her hand in front of her: "Hurry up, blow my wound."

Shang Qinghui's face wrinkled into a ball: "Why?"

"Who bit?"

"..."