Song Shaoyan didn't know where his temper came from, so he stepped over with an arrow and lifted the tablecloth hard!

He grabbed Ning An's wrist tightly and dragged her out. [Full text reading. 】

"Who are you, what are you doing" Ning An was so drunk that he refused to move, desperately grabbed the sofa and stepped back.

Her cheeks were red, she was drunk, and she looked at people like ghosts.

"Ning An, take a good look at who I am!" Song Shaoyan grabbed her neck.

"Who are you, I don't know you, I don't know you. I haven't finished my story yet, I'm going to call someone! Help me! Yes, yes, there are hooligans" She lowered her voice, very aggrieved.

Song Shaoyan had never seen such a drunken Ning An, and he was so angry that he almost scolded.

He suppressed his anger, his eyes burning red.

"Take a good look!" Song Shaoyan had a cold face, opened a bottle of mineral water, and poured it on Ning An's face.

As soon as the cold water stimulated, Ning An shook his head and shook off the droplets of water on his face.

She looked at Song Shaoyan with wide eyes.

For a long, long time without a sound.

"Do you see clearly? Ning'an, who am I. Song Shaoyan lifted her chin and forced her to look at herself.

Ning An, whose face was covered with water droplets, had messy hair, and his eyes were dark and lonely.

She looked left and right, and said in a trance: "You look a bit like that big star"

Song Shaoyan was so angry that he poured mineral water on her face again!

"Take a good look! Ning An, who the am I! ”

A spirit, Ning An's eyes widened, staring at Song Shaoyan.

She just stared at him.

After watching it for a long time, she cried "wow", very aggrieved: "Why do you look so similar to that bastard, that bastard is like this, just like this"

Song Shaoyan: "

"That bastard's surname is Song, what's your surname" Ning An looked up at him.

Wet hair hung down her forehead and cheeks, and her dazed eyes had a dull look and no luster.

"How can you be the same as him, who are you not good at learning and his hair is the same as his hair" Ning An squinted, stood on tiptoe, and rubbed his face, "His character is very poor, it's extremely bad, who are you not good at learning to learn from him"

Song Shaoyan's face was extremely gloomy, and he couldn't wait to tear Ning An.

The light shone on his angry face, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Ning An suddenly patted his face with his hand, pinched it again, and smiled-

"Your skin is better than his, and you look better than him, but you don't look like him, he's a bad embryo, a bad embryo"

"Ning An, is it enough?" Song Shaoyan's eyes were red and he was furious.

"Why are you yelling at me? I didn't do anything wrong, what are you yelling at me for, do you know that girls are very fragile, they can't scream, they can't"

"Don't embarrass me." Song Shaoyan kept a calm face, grabbed her hand, and dragged her out.

"Let go, let go, good time, good time"

Ye Jiaqi was chatting happily with his little brother, holding his cheeks, looking at his little brother with admiration and fascination.

Ning An refused to leave, and dragged the sofa with great strength.

Song Shaoyan broke her fingers, picked her up with force, and walked out of the bar.

It was raining outside, and Song Shaoyan didn't have an umbrella.

Ning An punched and kicked him, and one of his high heels fell off.

"I don't know you, you can't take me away, I'm going to call the police uncle" Ning An was drunk.