Hearing the congratulations with tears and blood, Xia Ting looked calm and smiled softly, and said in a gentle tone: "It's all sisters who look at me as weak and give in to me. Liu Niang has thanked all the sisters here."

After Xia Ting said that, he even stood up and blessed his body, which was a gift to the noble ladies present.

Looking at Xia Ting's behavior, Miss Zhen San felt a sense of fire flying upwards from her heart, and she almost flew out of her heavenly spirit.

Xia Ting is still good at getting cheap!

Miss Zhen San gritted her teeth, and the light in her eyes changed again and again. She secretly hated her in her heart but had no choice. The evil people asked her to do it, and the good people asked Xia Ting to do it.

She was so angry that she was so angry!

Sure enough, this little hoof has some tricks, otherwise how could he keep Mr. Sun from letting go?

Thinking of Mr. Sun, a hint of shyness flashed across Miss Zhen San's face, but soon became restrained again, trying to make her smile appropriately and said, "Liu Niang is too modest. If it were not for her strength, she would have been able to last so many rounds."

Miss Zhen San thinks Xia Ting wants to be a good person?

Haha, she doesn't allow it, so she has to help Xia Ting fill this wave of hatred!

After adjusting herself, Miss Zhen San quickly spoke, looking at Xia Ting, but there were too many traps between words.

The sisters of the Ding family had already noticed that this girl Zhen San always targeted Xia Ting intentionally or unintentionally. At this time, everyone was worried about it, but they didn't express it.

Ding Yurong was about to stand up and say a few words to Xia Ting. After Miss Zhen San finished her words, she had a lot of grudges for Xia Ting.

But before Ding Yurong could speak, she heard Xia Ting's soft and pleasant voice sound in her ears: "It's better for Sanniang to make a coincidence."

Xia Ting said that he wanted to bring hatred to himself?

That must be impossible!

Originally, because of Miss Zhen’s words, many girls kept gritting their teeth at Xia Ting.

Especially the girls who were eliminated in the first few rounds will not reflect on the problem of their weak strength and studying too little, especially He Qiuyan.

They only think that Xia Ting likes to show off, so he will continue one round after another.

With so many rounds of comparisons, they will only make them become more shallow and ignorant.

When the noble girls think of this, they feel unhappy. Many people have already been clamored in their hearts, and they will inevitably have to say a few words or cause trouble.

However, Xia Ting quickly pulled the hatred back to Miss Zhen San.

Xia Ting said, what does this have to do with me, a weak, pitiful and helpless diseased person?

If it weren't for the suggestion of Miss Zhen San, she wouldn't have such an opportunity, and other noble girls wouldn't have to face such an embarrassing situation.

Originally, Miss Zhen San thought that what she said would directly fill Xia Ting's hatred. In other activities in the future, Xia Ting would definitely be targeted by other noble girls.

Thinking of this, Miss Zhen San couldn't help but smile at the corners of her lips and tasted a sip of tea.

But as soon as the tea was in my throat and after tasting it, Xia Ting sent her hatred back steadily.

If the tea hadn't hit the throat, Miss Zhen San felt that she could spray her far away!

Of course, not because of surprise, but because of anger!

At this time, the eyes of the noble ladies also moved away from Xia Ting's body, and they were silent, or they fell on Miss Zhen San in a blatant manner.

The noble girls’ emotions and mind are actually very provocative. They can only make their hearts angry in just a few words.

When the noble girls who were kindly reminded by Xia Ting (...) reacted, they couldn't help but sigh: Yes, if Miss Zhen San hadn't suggested that some Feihua Order be used, why would they be so embarrassed?

Isn't it good to have a good tea taste?

Can't you just throw a pot or hit a ball after a while?

Why do you have to have a few rounds of flying flower orders?

Among these noble girls, He Qiuyan's eyes are the most complicated and indignant, because she is at the bottom and she will throw a pot with her eyes blindfolded in a while!

Who knows, how to throw it with blindfolded eyes?

But there is no way. With so many people, she can't cheat, right?

Although she was thinking, He Qiuyan, who had just come down from the storm of Zizhou City, said that she did not want to be pushed up again in a short period of time, and that feeling was too uncomfortable.

What should I do if I can't cheat?

Then I scolded Miss Zhen San in my heart. He Qiuyan felt that something was wrong just now. At this time, she thought about it and felt that the other party was pretending. This style really made people feel disgusting!

Miss Zhen San had nowhere to be angry, but after thinking about Xia Ting's health and activities such as throwing pots, she probably couldn't get a lottery.

Miss Zhen San felt that she had a lot of reading and was having fun with throwing pots and other things. In a while, she would crush Xia Ting in all directions in these places!

Feeling the sword-like eyes of the noble girls, Miss Zhen San could still maintain a calm expression. I have to say that she is indeed amazing.

Seeing this, Ding Yurong's eyebrows and eyes drooped, and silently labeled this figure in her heart: dangerous and scheming ranks.

"I have tasted the tea for a long time and my body is warm. Why don't we go and throw the pot? I've prepared all the tools. Sisters have to appreciate my face." Miss Zhen San adjusted for a while, then smiled and said.

Other noble girls also urgently need an event to try their best. At this time, Miss Zhen San suggested that the noble girls would respond immediately.

It was originally a recreational party, but after drinking tea, I naturally needed to go outdoor activities.

Miss Zhen San took the noble ladies to the prepared throwing site. The bottles for throwing the pots were ready and the arrows were placed neatly on the side.

A black belt was pulled a distance from the bottle, which was considered a boundary. The noble girls needed to stand behind the black cloth belt to cast it before it counted.

"How many rounds can we do?" After Miss Zhen San came over, she asked the little sisters beside her with a smile.

The noble girl who was close to her immediately responded: "Three rounds, two wins in three games, this is more interesting."

"I also think it's better to win two rounds."

...

The two little sisters responded from time to time.

With these two people drinking and mixing each other, it is not easy for other noble girls to say anything.

However, three rounds are actually quite good. On the one hand, they can directly decide the winner. On the other hand, the few rounds will not consume much physical strength and will not be exhausted.

The noble girls also think three rounds are good.

"Then let's go three rounds, five people in one round, why don't we draw lots?" Miss Zhen San gave the two little sisters an admiring look and said with a smile.

"It's good to draw lots, it's fair to draw lots."

"I think the lottery is good, too."

...

The two little sisters began to respond again.

Ding Yurong intuition that if she can’t say it well, there will be some bad operations, but before there is no evidence, she will easily be bitten back when she says it.
Chapter completed!