A Star Reborn: The Queen’s Return

There have been many waiters holding flowers and coming to the house.

Yan Shan smiled and said to the proverb: "Sister elder sister, it seems that this year's mid-summer ladies are still not yours. So many people come to our seats, more than last year."

There is a smile on the face of the proverb, so it is modest: "Where, there are three girls on our seats this year, maybe it is for you or Xiao Yan." That is to say, it looks very self-satisfied. .

Yanshan holds her: "Where can I compare to my sister's sister? Xia Wei? It's even more...hehe."

Xia Yan gave her a glance: "Yes, you are not as good as your sister, and you are quite self-aware. Just, you don't want to pull on me if you don't feel good about me. I don't think I sing, I don't know how to play the piano."

When Yan Shan’s eyebrows are vertical, they will attack.

At this time, the first waiter had already brought a bouquet of perfume lily to the house, bent over and handed the proverb to the respectful words: "Miss slang, this is what Zhou Jiashi’s young master gave you. ""

Several girls lived in the mouth and maintained the image in front of outsiders.

The proverb smiled generously and took the flower: "Thank you for the young master of Zhou."

The waiter nodded and understood and walked away politely.

The perfume lily blooms in the evening glow, and the petals are white as crystal clear snow. The proverbs smelled the flowers, and a pair of beautiful eyes held some demonstrations. Ha, this stinky girl still wants to be a midsummer lady? Even if the song she just sang is strong, can the summer ladies be so good?

Xia Wei also looked at the bunch of perfume lily, although she just slammed back to Shaoshan, in fact, my heart is bungee, if this time really can not get the summer ladies, how much shame? She draped her eyes slightly, not letting people see that they were not confident at all.

Zhai Ziheng is indifferent, cut the small steak to her: " Eat more, wait for the strength to dance."

"Ah?" She looked at him a little blankly.

He did not explain, only carefully sprinkle pepper on her mignon for her.

The proverbs secretly clenched their fists. In that sentence, Xia Wei couldn’t understand what it meant. She could understand it very well! Every year, the midsummer ladies are going to dance at the dance after the dinner. Just 裴子衡 means to dance in summer! He... How do you believe that the laurel will be picked up by the girl?

No, you are the best!

The second waiter took the flowers to the table. This time, I still gave the proverb: "Miss slang, this is the calla lily that Ouyang’s second master gave you, he said, since the flower banquet last year. Don't forget, I still hope to dance with you tonight."

This is the second dance of the jewellery tycoon Ouyang family who danced the first dance with the proverb last year.

The proverb turned to smile: "Thank you."

The eyes of the demonstrators flew again to Xia Wei, and they took a bite of steak in the summer.

The third waiter came here, this time, a bunch of rare blue enchantress. Yushan covered her lips and chuckled: "This beautiful flower is definitely for the sister of the proverb." Although she is very slang, she is a little anxious about not getting flowers, but she still does not forget to shoot. The flattering of the language.

Proverbs hold a smile: "When I saw the flower banquet last year, I said that I liked the blue enchantress. I don't know who is so hearty. This time I sent it."

The waiter came to the front.

The proverb extends gracefully.

The waiter directly ignored her, bent down and reverently handed the big blue enchantress to the Xia Wei: "Miss Xia Yan, this is the Ouyang family, the young master sent him, he said very I like your song and hope to have a honour to dance with you tonight."

The young master of Ouyang’s family is the heir to success.

Compared to him, the two young masters are weak.

Xia stunned for a moment, licking his beautiful eyes, and some incredulously asked: "Give me?"

"Yes," the waiter smiled and still bent over. "Look, there are small cards on the bouquet. Which ones are given to them, all of them are hand-marked by the young masters."

Xia Wei discovered the small card in the bouquet, and she wrote the words "Miss Xia Xi". The name was Ouyang Yunlong, a name she had never heard before.

"Thank you for the young master of Ouyang's family." It was Zizi Heng's words, looking down at Xia Wei, "Don't pick up?"

Xia Wei reached out to pick up, full of a big uncle blue enchantress, hugged in his arms, dark and pleasant. "This flower is so beautiful," she said with delight, looking up at Zizi Heng. "Hey brother, someone sent me flowers!"

Xunzi Heng gently touched her long hair: "Like the blue demon Ji? I will send you every day."

"Okay, okay." She smiled and bent, feeling that she was the happiest girl in the world.

The slang of the side was white and white for a while, and the monks did not pay attention and secretly retracted the hand in the air. She felt that she was too shameful, and she reached out to pick up the flowers. As a result, the flower was given to the little meal. The young master of the Ouyang family is too much, is it blind? Why don’t you send your own flowers, but instead go to the knot to get the little meal? ! He thought that what kind of benefits can the family bring to the family?

Proverbs take a deep breath and take a deep breath, so it’s hard not to show the look of resentment.

On the side of the hustle and bustle, which pot does not open the pot: "Really, last year, the slang sister said that she liked the blue enchantress. At that time, Ouyang Yunlong Mingming was also present. Why can't I remember sending a slang sister?!"

"婧珊!" The proverb gave her a look.

Susan realized that she had made a mistake and closed her mouth in a panic.

Xia Wei was very good at his ears and listened to their conversations. The beautiful girl is holding a blue enchantress and laughs: "I like blue enchantress? Hahaha, but unfortunately no one is sending you, slang sister, if you don't give up, I will send you this bundle." "She proudly showed off in a proverb."

The slang is like the flowers that I want to be received by her. Is it really good for people? Xia Yu is so happy that he has no singing. Zhai Ziheng looked at her indulgently. This little girl, who took up a little bit of money, couldn’t help but hold her tail up high. It was like a kitten with a high-pitched, very cute.

He was in a good mood and cut a few pieces of meat for her.

The proverb snorted: "Isn't that a bunch of blue enchantress? I just talked about it last year. I haven't liked it for a long time. What kind of flower is this good, and it is worth it?"

"Yeah, yes, what kind of flower is good," Xia Wei is still proud of. "Some people, that is, they can't eat grapes and say grape sour. Only those who have already got flowers are qualified to say it?"

"You!" Anything that is a good slang can not be stretched.