Song Shaoyan didn't know where the temper came from, so he took a step forward and lifted the tablecloth hard!

He grabbed Ning An's wrist tightly and dragged her outward.

"Who are you? Why are you..." Ning An was so drunk that she refused to move, she tried her best to grab the sofa and retreated.

Her cheeks were red and she was drunk, and she looked at people with a double sign.

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

"Who are you? I don't know you, I don't know you. My story hasn't been finished yet... I'm going to call someone! Help! Yes, yes, there are hooligans..." She lowered her voice, feeling very aggrieved.

Song Shaoyan had never seen Ning An, who was so drunk, so angry that he almost cursed.

He suppressed his anger and his eyes burned red.

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

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

She opened her eyes wide and looked at Song Shaoyan.

I didn't make a sound for a long time.

"Did you see clearly? Ning An, who am I?" Song Shaoyan raised her chin and forced her to look at him.

Ning An, who had water droplets on his face, had messy hair, and his eyes were dark and lonely.

She looked left and right and said in a daze: "You...you look a bit like that big star..."

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

"Look at it carefully! Ning'an, who the hell am I?"

With a sudden excitement, Ning An opened his eyes wide and stared at Song Shaoyan.

She just stared at him like that.

After watching it for a long time, she cried "wow", feeling very aggrieved: "Why do you look so similar to that bastard... That bastard looks like this... That's it..."

Song Shaoyan: "..."

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

The wet hair was hanging down her forehead and cheeks, and her blank eyes were dull and shiny.

"Why are you like him? Whoever you don't learn is good at learning needs to learn from him... The hair is the same as what he cuts... It's really..." Ning An squinted his eyes, tiptoed, and rubbed his face. "He has a very bad character, it's so bad. Whoever you don't learn is good at learning needs to learn from him..."

Song Shaoyan's face was extremely gloomy, and he wanted to tear Ning'an.

The light shone on his angry face, his eyes covered with bloodshot.

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

"Your skin is better than him, and you look better than him... But don't look like him, he is a bad embryo, a bad embryo..."

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

"Why yell at me? I did nothing wrong, why yell at me? Do you know that girls are very fragile, can't scream, can't..."

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

"Let go, let go, Jiaqi, Jiaqi..."

Ye Jiaqi was having a happy chat with the little brother, holding his cheek, looking at the little brother in admiration and intoxication.

Ning An refused to leave and grabbed the sofa, and she was very strong.

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

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

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