Chapter 125: I am not a woman (5)

Qin Yu love just stopped talking halfway and stopped.
After about ten seconds, Yu Shali opened her mouth for the first time: "Guo Dou, who are you shameless?"
With Yu Shali’s words, those people reacted one by one.
Guandou 蔻
said that people who want to face are chewing on the roots, and they chew on the face, is it obvious that they are not shameless?
The faces of several people have become a bit ugly in an instant, and everyone is eager to try to fight back.
Where Qin Qin loved to give them this opportunity, the eyes first glanced at Jiang Fibre, who had never heard the sound from the beginning to the end, and then fell on Yu Shali’s body and grabbed it. This group of people opened their mouths before: "I don't want you to shameless, don't face these three words, but Miss Yu said."
"You..." Yu Shali was stunned by Qin Yu's love.
"It seems that Miss Yu is really very self-aware!" Qin Yu loved Xiao Shali's shallow smile and added a knife.
She just hit her first, is she?
When everyone ridiculed her in a word, her words were the most ugly, right?
Well, she will make up a few more knives, so that she can't eat and walk!
Qin Yu loves to silent for a moment, not too light and no longer said: "...Since Miss Yu is so self-aware, I don’t know if Miss Yu has noticed that her skin is black and not suitable for the color number that is used now. The foundation? It will only make you look darker..."
These young ladies have been spoiled by their families since childhood, and they are used to being praised and praised for their wealth and identity. Now they are suddenly being so short-faced, fearing that it is really going to be solidified.
Such as Qin Yu loves to think, this time she gave Yu Shali a chance to speak, but she pointed her "you and you" a few times, did not say a complete sentence, and finally turned his face in anger and anger. Turned and took a glass of wine from a little sister in the side, and poured it on the face of Qin Yu's love.
Her speed is extremely fast, Qin Yu loves physical discomfort, can't escape, just turned a little, the cold wine spilled over her neck, along the neckline of the dress, dripping the half-length skin.
The cold touch made Qin Qi’s abdomen scream a sharp pain. She rubbed her head and held her breath. When the pain subsided, she slowly turned her head, and her eyes were cold and watery. This group of people, with a low voice, said: "You don't think you should call 120?"
"Oh!" Yu Shali seems to hear a funny joke, and laughed out loudly: "How? Splashing a glass of wine, you have to call 120? It’s hard that you want to hold a glass of wine and make a mess. Level damage? You think you are a porcelain doll..."
"No!" Qin Yu loves to interrupt Yu Shali's words. She looks at her eyes as calm and watery. The tone of the opening is very gentle. There is an invisible pressure between the lines: "I want to Let you call yourself 120, because I really feel that you need to go to the hospital to have a good look at the brain, after all, the brain is sure to cure!"