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"The End of the Ninth Life of Flowers" movie set: Scene 179, Scene 1 - The falling flowers are intentional and the water is ruthless.

Fan Liuxiao, who thought she was the most beautiful in the world and was extremely arrogant about her beauty, dressed up, walked slowly, steadily, and gracefully down the stairs. She stopped at the corner of the stairs because someone blocked her way - Mr. Dalin.

"Hey, this is really strange. If you don't go down, why are you hiding here? You are so absorbed in watching it? Isn't it just a couple having fun there?"

After saying that, she was about to pass him and prepare to leave the living room. Mr. Dalin held her waist and he said with a somewhat gloomy expression:

"Seeing the happy looks of the little lions and the others at this moment, I thought of Hui'er's mother - she fell ill and died at a young age, and suddenly I had an ominous premonition."

Seeing this scene, Fan Liuxiao did not dare to make too much of a mistake, so he turned around and comforted:

"Don't think too much. The little lion's mother died young. She transferred all her unfinished blessings to her beloved daughter. Don't worry! The little lion will definitely have boundless blessings."

General Manager Dalin pinched her cheek happily and said with a smile:

"My love for you is indeed not in vain, my dear."

He naturally took her hand and walked downstairs together.

The moment Hua Jingmo stood up and greeted them, Fan Liuxiao withdrew her hand. Dalin always thought that she was embarrassed to see the little lion and the others, but he never thought that the beauty wanted Pipa to stop hugging her.

Fan Liuxiao saw his eyes projected over him and counted one or two seconds in his mind, but did not count down because his eyes had already moved away. How could it be possible? He used to be known as the "men's eye harvester", but

Ten seconds is the longest polite and decent time, and men can't bear to move their eyes away. Two seconds, only two seconds, you Hua Jingmo, dare to ignore the existence of the goddess? Dare to ignore the beauty of the beauty? I want you to look good!

Mr. Dalin didn’t know the little Jiujiu in his Liuer’s heart. He greeted them happily and said:

"Let's go straight to the restaurant! Your stomachs are already growling, right?"

"It's okay, it's okay." The little lion said, holding Hua Jingmo's arm and his father's arm at the same time. The three of them left Fan Liuxiao behind and walked towards the restaurant together.

Fan Liuxiao hated him so much! He was staring at Hua Jingmo's tall and handsome figure from behind, staring straight at the two bloody holes in the back of his head so that she, Fan Liuxiao's beautiful figure, could pour in.

In fact, it was not like she had no one to accompany her during that period of time. Wasn't there a senior official from Ximen? His ghost flew eagerly onto her shoulders, and what greeted him was the rich perfume——

"A sneeze, a sneeze! This fragrance is killing me, old soul. Why do you make it so fragrant when you have nothing else to do? My Pan Jinlian was not sprayed with such perfume. It cannot be made so rich! In that case, it is just right.

It was self-defeating. She raised her arms so lightly, and a faint fragrance overflowed from her wide sleeves. That body fragrance has been floating around for centuries, and I am fascinated when I think about it."

"A sneeze, a sneeze." Mr. Ximen lay on the beautiful girl's shoulder. He didn't seize the opportunity to play the trumpet and sneezed. Mr. Dalin in front of him shrank his neck and wondered: Where did it come from?

The wind? Drill straight into your own neck.

The four of them sat down, with Dalin taking the main seat. The first one from the right was Hua Jingmo, followed by the little lion. Fan Liuxiao sat first from the left, directly opposite Hua Jingmo. She thought: I won't

I believe you, Hua Jingmo, will not raise your head to speak anymore? Will you always keep your head buried in eating, or turn to the left or right to talk to them?

In fact, just as she had guessed, Hua Jingmo had never looked at her in the eyes. Hua Jingmo would pick up any dish that the little lion had been lucky enough to put on the plate for her, which made Fan Liuxiao jealous.

Look at your plate again, one, two, three, four, five, all those who went up the mountain to fight the tiger are steamed dumplings, an army of steamed dumplings. This is all the doting of Mr. Dalin.

Look at Hua Jingmo again. She is young and handsome, with bright eyes and a handsome face. She is so radiant that sometimes she can’t even open her eyes. Look at Mr. Dalin again, with cloudy eyes, droopy eye bags and a big belly.

, short and clumsy. The only thing he is proud of and shows off his teeth is his financial resources and connections.

Fan Liuxiao seemed to be eating imported dumplings, but in fact it was a huge contrast.

The meal was almost finished, but he hadn't even looked at himself! The official Ximen, who was lying on her shoulder and counting how many eyelashes she had, was also anxious. He watched the beauty fall with interest, while Hua Jing was interested.

Mo Liushui was ruthless, and even he, a high-ranking official, watched helplessly without any effort. Pan Liuer was so vicious that Hua Jingmo avoided him!

Fan Liuxiao thought to himself: This Lin family is not just a nouveau riche, but also has the style of everyone - eating without speaking.

When Ximen officials saw the four people eating, they couldn't help but start nagging:

"Lao Jiu, are you feeding the cat? She doesn't have long hands, so she can't pick up the food by herself? Are you doing it extraordinarily well? Picking up the food, passing water, and handing out paper towels, are you busy?"

Fan Liuxiao was ready to take the initiative and strike, no - to be precise, he struck.

She quietly moved the chair forward and took off her high heels gently without making a sound. Then, with her bare feet, she explored forward and touched his feet. She touched Hua Jingmo's feet with her bare feet.

Stay. Her eyes were fixed on him to see how he would react, and she was preparing to wink, waiting for Hua Jingmo's eyes to enjoy...

However, her plan failed. When her feet stayed on his feet, he just paused with the chopsticks in his hand, his body stiffened for a moment, and did not raise his head to look at her.

Don’t raise your head yet, okay, continue, let’s see how long you can endure it? Her toes moved up slowly along his trouser legs, close to his calves, and she carried out a series of teasing, eyes, and expressions from under the table.

, adjust and brew to the best state, just wait for his eyes to see!

However, instead of waiting for his glance, he waited for him to leave the table. He suddenly stood up and said that he had finished eating, and then retreated to the living room.

The lust that arose in Fan Liuxiao's heart made the official Ximen feel restless. With such intensely ambiguous and provocative tricks, the official Ximen never failed.

Take it.

The ghost of the official Ximen was very familiar with this scene. He thought that this was how he had pierced the window paper with that little lady Pan Jinlian. There were three differences -

First, at that time, only he and his wife were eating in Wang Ganniang's house; second, he deliberately slipped his chopsticks, and while pretending to pick them up, he touched Pan Jinlian's feet with his hands, and then knelt down in front of her to woo her;

Third, Pan Jinlian was half annoyed, half happy, half reluctant and half convinced, and obeyed her.

He successfully embraced the beauty, but Fan Liuxiao made the handsome man retreat.
Chapter completed!