Chapter 173: What is the height of the installation (2)

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Chapter 173 What is the height of the installation (2)
The white cockroach pinched the bottle and squeezed it tightly. She had tried to resist it, but she couldn’t help it, so the wine in her hand suddenly poured on the man. past.
I only heard a scream, the woman from the man who sent it, the scarlet liquid spilled on the man's face and splashed on the woman.
The whole scene was silent at the moment, because I didn’t expect the day to be such a move.
When everyone had not responded, suddenly there was a crisp applause in the air, and I saw that the white face was turned to the side by Hua Zong. She squinted and lowered her head and hair. They are all scattered.
"Smelly, you really are the same thing? Give your face a shame, dare to pour in front of me? You haven't tasted me yet! What are you doing now? I want you to ask me in front of me, I see you kneel down!" Hua always sneered, the flesh of his face trembled, he slaps a white slap, it seems that he is not very Detox, waved the palm of your hand...
Miss Chen saw the situation and quickly went to the front of the day: "Hua, you have something to say slowly, slowly said, we are not interested in her, you don't like this, okay?"
"Hey, she is unintentional? She splashed us Zhang's face, is that all right?" The woman who had just been splashed.
"No, no, of course, it won't be like this..." Miss Chen continued to lose her smile: "Hey, don't apologize and apologize to several bosses."
Bai Hao still maintains that position has not moved, Miss Chen looked anxious, and quickly took her hand, whispered in her ear: "Hey, hurry to apologize, now the situation is not good, if you If you don't want to be soft, we don't want to get out of here today!"
The white cockroaches only felt the burning pain on her face, full of humiliation, she had never been subjected to such humiliation, even when she had climbed so badly before, there was no!
But she knows that Miss Chen is right. If she doesn't apologize at the moment, they don't want to go out tonight. If she doesn't accept the softness at the moment, she will be even worse afterwards. She is not as lucky as she used to be. When she sinned others, Song Tingyu helped her to stand up. Now she has nothing. No one can rely on herself. She can only rely on herself.
She finally looked up, her right cheeks swollen and her eyes were red, but she still did not detract from her beauty, but because of this, she added a pitiful taste to her body.
She put the wine glass on the table and poured it into a cup: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, I just had no intention, I apologize to you here."
Mr. Zhang sneered a few times: "Apologize, if you have a glass of wine, what happened? When the matter came out, where did my face go? Can anyone bully me?"
"What do you want to do with that?"
"It's very simple." The woman next to Zhang Zongchao made a look. The woman immediately noticed, left the seat and went out for a while. When she came back, she followed a waiter and took a lot of bottles of wine. On the table, Miss Chen secretly cooked, there are five or six bottles.
"Drink these wines, I will forget, how?" Zhang took a picture.
"Zhang Zong, this, this is too much..." Miss Chen's face was white: "We are drinking alone..."
She hadn’t finished talking yet, and the white beggar standing next to it picked up a bottle of wine and opened the lid, then booze it.
Zhang always laughed and patted the palm of his hand: "I have said that it is a pheasant? I have said that she will definitely drink a bar. What is the high level? Is it not the original?"
Miss Chen saw that she was drinking like this, and she was not surprised. She wanted to stop and didn’t dare: "Hey."
Bai Hao used the wine as a boiled water to drink, so a bottle of wine soon saw the bottom, and when she wanted to drink the second bottle, the bottle in her hand was taken away.
Hua always squeezed her white chin by hand and turned her face over. She patted her face: "Don’t drink, I will feel bad when I drink it. Just, even if you don’t, everyone is not allowed. Again, sit down and eat..."
China always spoke, and everyone sat down.
The white pheasant also sat down, but she felt that her head was getting dizzy and her head was getting heavier. She leaned back in the chair and her eyes seemed to blur.
Su Shi’s high fever lasted for a whole day. Song Tingyu was always with her. At night, her temperature gradually receded, but she was still asleep and still not awake.
Everyone went back to rest. Song Tingyu took the ice bag on the forehead of Su Shi and placed it on the table.
I took a thermometer from her body and looked at it. It was finally a relief.
The body temperature finally returned to normal.
Song Ting met Su Shi’s clothes and was wet with sweat, so he found a nightdress to help her change. At this time, his cell phone rang, and he looked at his mobile phone on the bedside table. The caller shows the name of the day.
He ignored it and continued to help Su Shi change his clothes.
But the phone was ringing all the time, he frowned and tapped the call button.
"The courtroom..." The white cricket was very noisy, and her voice didn't seem to be very clear: "The courtroom... you come over and help me..."
She also said a word later, but Song Tingyu did not hear what she was saying.
Su Shi seems to wake up too. When Song Ting met, he threw the phone aside. He didn’t have the mind to pay attention to it. He walked over and helped Su Shi: "How do you feel?"
Su Shi still felt uncomfortable, her head was nodded, her throat was dry, and her voice could hardly be heard.
She shook her head and explored her forehead with her hand.
Song Tingyu knew that she wanted to test the temperature, so she pulled her hand: "It's okay, you have a high fever."
Su Shi breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hungry?"
Su Shi nodded.
"You will wait, I will go down and help you get some food." Although it is quite late now, Mrs. Song is worried that Su Shi will be hungry when she wakes up in the middle of the night, so it will be cooked early in the morning. The porridge, when she woke up, she could eat it.
When I left the room and went downstairs, I saw the mobile phone that was placed on the carpet. He picked it up, turned off the machine, and went on.
The white side of the phone, listening to the long busy tone of the phone, her heart is cool, desperate.
Before she could react, the mobile phone in her hand was taken over and thrown on the ground.
"Who wants to call someone? Song Tingyu? Hehehe, who still cares for you? You are still stunned, and you will hurt you when you resist."