Chapter 957 Open Your Mouth and Bite His Finger

Let her repay the six lives that the Mu family owes him.

He wants her for the rest of his life!

Mu Yutang's eyes quickly turned red, and her apricot eyes flashed with crystal mist again, but this time it was joyful. She nodded vigorously, "Yes, okay!"

Dongfang Yu directly picked her up and carried her back to the room.

Jun Xiqing is very happy. Her brother's knot has been resolved. Sister Yutang agreed to her brother's proposal. She has a sister-in-law!

"Oh, Miss, you really have a solution. It seems that we, Jiuyou, are going to have a happy event again. We have a young lady!" the maid said happily.

Jun Xiqing puffed up her chest proudly, "Yes, yes, my brother, I can definitely handle it."

At this time, Dongfang Yu in front turned his head and glanced at Jun Xiqing, "Qingqing, I'll settle the score with you later!"

“…”

Jun Xiqing quickly hid behind the maid and spat out her pink tongue, "Sister-in-law, you have to protect me later!"

…

Xia Ling was still in the casino, and the second-generation ancestors were shouting, "Xia Mei, admit defeat, we are all looking forward to your dance now!"

Xia Ling didn't want to cheat. What she was best at was dancing.

At this time, a tall and straight figure walked forward. Xia Ling raised her eyes and saw Xuan Ying coming.

Xuan Ying has been here for a while, and now that he saw that she was about to dance, he put his hands in his trouser pockets and pressed his thin lips into a cold and unhappy arc.

Xia Ling pretended not to see him and stepped onto the stage.

---Ohhh.

The second-generation ancestors booed one after another.

But Xia Ling's steps suddenly stopped because Xuan Ying blocked her way.

"Sir, who are you and why are you blocking the way?"

Xuan Ying was very low-key here, wearing a peaked cap on his head. Hearing this, he raised his dark eyelids and looked at the second-generation ancestors with a cold look.

These second-generation ancestors are not afraid of heaven and earth, but they are afraid of the same thing. The one with a medal on his shoulder, Xuan Ying, is wearing a black T-shirt, his hands are casually inserted into his trouser pockets, and the two iron hoop-like arms are like Like the horned dragon, it is powerful and cannot be provoked by others.

The second-generation ancestors suddenly shut up.

Xuan Ying then looked away, and his dark eyes fell on Xia Ling's beautiful eyes. He frowned displeased, "Where is your husband?"

Xia Ling curled her red lips and said, "Silver-faced King, you keep greeting my husband. Do you think you fell in love with my husband at first sight?"

Xuan Ying frowned his handsome eyebrows deeper into the word "Chuan". He lowered his voice and said, "How could your husband let you come here to play alone? I don't know what a man would think after seeing you. How could you still Can you be so arrogant as to dance on stage?”

She is so beautiful and a stunner. If she really dances on stage, the men below will definitely go crazy.

Why is her husband so big-hearted? If he were her husband, he would definitely hide her.

Xia Ling looked at him politely and distantly, "Silver-faced King, who are you to me and why do you care about me?"

Xuan Ying reached out and held her soft little hand, "Follow me!"

"I'm divorced!"

Xuan Ying's steps froze, and her dark pupils shrank suddenly. What did she say? She said she was divorced?

Xuan Ying turned his head and looked at her, "Did your husband treat you badly? What wrongs he made you suffer? He beat you, but there is still a woman outside. I will beat him for you!"

“…”

Xia Ling didn't know if this man had stayed at the border for too long. Her brain circuit had become so strange. She withdrew her little hand forcefully and said, "Silver-faced King, that's enough. Go find your princess." Go ahead, I don’t need you to worry about it!”

Xia Ling went directly to the stage.

The music started playing and Xia Ling did a pole dance.

Xia Ling has not danced for three years, but dancing seems to be something deep in her bones and blood, innate to her body.

She did a pole dance.

The music started to sound, and Xia Ling's soft and boneless body jumped up along the steel pipe. She could do all the limited-level movements she wanted, doing splits, spinning, like a goddess scattering flowers, easily absorbing everyone's souls. Sucked away.

The whole place fell silent, and everyone held their breath as they watched Xia Ling dance. She was really beautiful.

Xuan Ying stood in the center of the crowd and looked at Xia Ling on the stage, watching her turn all living beings upside down.

The dim light illuminated his handsome face, and a pair of dark red flames jumped out of his dark eyes.

She is good at taking care of herself, keeping herself fresh, and making herself smell delicious.

She is now 24 years old, and her skin is so white that it can ooze water.

She is divorced.

She is divorced!

At this time, the pole dance ended, and Xia Ling slowly and lightly landed on the carpet.

Those second-generation ancestors are excited to see it. The rich second-generation people can make beautiful women flock to them. Similarly, beautiful beauties can also make the rich second-generation people crazy.

"Xia Meiren, come to our place for a drink and let's make friends." A second-generation ancestor began to invite.

Xia Ling broke out into a sweat, and the tiny crystal beads of sweat stuck to a few strands of her hair, making her look extraordinarily soft and charming as she came off the stage.

"angel, what a coincidence."

At this time, a second-generation ancestor stepped forward, looked at Xia Ling and smiled.

Xia Ling raised her eyes and saw an acquaintance. She curled her red lips and said, "Hello, Mr. Hua."

This Hua Shao has a very tough background. He is the second generation of rich people and the second generation of red. He is also a young talent. Hua Shao is a mixed race, with the handsome deep facial features and strong body of a mixed race person.

Xia Ling and Hua Shao had dealt with each other several times and had a good impression of each other.

"Angel, your design is so outstanding, and I didn't expect that your dancing is so stunning. Can I buy you a drink?" Hua Shao could not hide his admiration and love for Xia Ling.

Xia Ling had no feelings for the past three years. She was busy with her career and her daughter. Now that everything is stable, she also plans to enjoy the good times.

"Hua Shao, then I'd rather obey than be respectful."

Xia Ling took the wine glass handed over by Hua Shao and smiled gracefully.

Xuan Ying looked at this scene. She smiled so brightly and charmingly to other men, and his handsome face "brushed" cold.

Xia Ling had already felt a cold and gloomy gaze falling on her tightly. She didn't need to look back to know that it was Xuan Ying's.

"Angel, it's too noisy here. Let's go out and talk."

"Okay."

Hua Shao and Xia Ling turned around. At this time, Hua Shao saw Xuan Ying and he quickly said, "Uncle Ying, why are you here too?"

Uncle Ying...?

Xia Ling really didn't expect that Hua Shao knew Xuan Ying and called him "uncle".

Hua Shao is a second-generation red. His father and Xuan Ying both hold important positions in the army and have a good relationship. Xuan Ying is 27 this year, and Hua Shao is the same age as Xia Ling, 24. This "uncle" is more of a respect.

Xuan Ying put his hands in his trouser pockets, and his dark eyes fell on Hua Shao's face. He hooked his thin lips, "I'm here for something."

Hua Shao felt that this Uncle Ying was a little bit smiling, inexplicably sinister, "Uncle Ying, then I'll take my friend out to play."

Xuan Ying's eyes fell on Xia Ling's soft little face, "Is this your friend?"

"Yes."

Xuan Ying took his broad palm out of his trouser pocket, came to Hua Shao's shoulder and patted it hard twice, "Not bad."

Hua Shao felt that the big hand on his shoulder was going to slap him down.

"Ling Ling, let's go."

Hua Shao left with Xia Ling.

...

The two of them walked out and walked in the corridor. Xia Ling didn't hear what Hua Shao was saying.

Xia Ling's full attention was behind her. She heard a series of steady and powerful footsteps following her.

Xuan Ying followed.

He kept following behind them.

"Angel! Angel!" At this time, Hua Shao beside her called twice, "What's wrong with you? Why are you so absent-minded?"

Xia Ling quickly came back to her senses, "Hua Shao, I'm going to the bathroom."

"Okay, go ahead."

Xia Ling went to the bathroom.

...

Women's bathroom.

Xia Ling opened the door and walked in. She was about to close the door when a tall and straight figure followed her, with a long leg slightly bent, holding her door.

Xuan Ying's handsome and tough face was magnified in her sight.

He wore a baseball cap on his head, all black, and a circle of stubble on his resolute jaw. He was a little unkempt, but very manly.

Xia Ling raised her little face, and her beautiful eyes fell on his handsome face, "Xuan Ying, why do you keep following me? Are you a perverted stalker?"

Xuan Ying looked at her and pursed her thin lips, "Do you like Hua Shao? Hua Shao's father and I are old acquaintances. His father is very feudal. If you want to marry into the family, it should be impossible."

The threshold of a high-ranking general's family is much stricter than that of a wealthy family.

"..."

Xia Ling didn't want to marry Hua Shao, but she was really speechless after hearing his words, "Why is it impossible? Because you slept with me and gave birth to a daughter for you?"

Xuan Ying frowned and fell silent.

Xia Ling suddenly smiled, "It seems that you are very concerned about my lifelong event now. How about this, since you and Hua Shao's father are old acquaintances, then you can help me pass the test of his father."

Xuan Ying didn't speak, his dark eyes locked on her soft little face, and then slowly raised his big hand and stroked her delicate face.

Her skin was smooth, like a blooming rose.

"Do you really like Hua Shao? If you really do, then I..."

Xuan Ying's words stopped abruptly, because Xia Ling opened her red lips and bit his thumb.

She bit very hard, and quickly bit a circle of delicate teeth marks on his rough fingertips.

"Your bite doesn't hurt at all."

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