Chapter 107

Cutting the cake is only a symbolic ceremony, as long as the knife is finished, it means that ginger cotton cotton cotton has grown up.

Mian Mian is in a dazed state, but the man holding her suddenly kisses her cheek.

When the girl's brain was hot, she looked at him in shock.

It's thunderous

She subconsciously turned to look at the guests under the stage.

Almost all the celebrities of Jincheng gathered here tonight.

Even She even saw the late president.

She looked at Zhan Muqian in surprise, her eyes full of fear and disbelief.

Is this man crazy?!

What is he going to do tonight.

Mian Mian's heart is in a mess. She never thought that her birthday would be so terrible.

She hurriedly stepped back, but Zhan Muqian held her small hand tightly, his thin lips slightly hooked, and smiled at her.

She had a subtle guess in her heart, and the whole person was not good for a while.

At the moment when the guests are paying attention to her, she throws away her hands and steps on the thin high-heeled shoes and runs down. She doesn't know where to run aimlessly.

Gong Qiao and Xiao Qi are not clear, so they come up and stop her.

"What's the matter with you, cotton?"

Mianmian looks at Gong Qiao and suddenly asks him, "do you remember what you promised to do for me?"

Gong Qiao also drank a little wine. Now he has a fever in his head, but he still has sense.

He nodded stiffly, "of course I remember What's the matter? "

Mian Mian's eyes are red. Gong Qiao has never seen her look so flustered.

The girl clenched his hand and said: "I want you to buy medicine for me. You don't want me to buy medicine. I want you to find fresh meat for me. You forced me to do this, man It's up to you today. Let's go, you and me! "

Gong Qiao's brain was buzzing. He felt that all his blood flowed to his forehead?

"Mian Mian, Mian Jie, Jie You are crazy. What's the occasion? You can't make it at this time if you want to. You don't want to live? You don't want to live, but I don't have enough waves... "

But Gong Qiao didn't even have a chance to struggle.

Mian Mian took his arm and twisted him onto the stage with great effort.

In full view.

The war chief is high above, looking down for life.

He thought that Jiang mianmianmian had drunk too much, so he only asked people to come down and invite her, but he saw that she was holding Gong Qiao's arm at the moment, and the two people were glued together in front of him.

Eyes are getting cold.

……

The gourd eaters at the theatre are more ignorant than Gong Qiao

But although we can't understand what the play is playing, people with a little emotional intelligence can realize that the play has suddenly changed its flavor.

I don't know which link went wrong

Mian Mian tightens Gong Qiao's arm, which is really tight.

Because she was afraid that Gong Qiao, a coward, would run away.

……

Zhan Muqian looks at her powdery face and looks drunk.

When the eyes fell on her and Gong Qiao's arms, they sank violently.

Gong Qiao's legs are soft

He is not blind. The eyes of the war chief are like hardened poison. The poison is full of sharp ice

His life is really going to be paid by Jiang mianmianmian tonight.

"Uncle!"

Mian Mian opened her mouth in a delicate voice, foolishly facing Zhan Muqian's cold face.

"Chief uncle Today I am an adult, I am 18 years old, which means that I am an adult... "

"I have an important event to tell you by this opportunity!"