The woman in the red dress scolded jealously as she looked at Cier, whose face was barely visible by the men.
In order to save their lady's face, the other ladies did not echo the woman's words.
But from the jealous and hateful gaze they looked at Syr, they thought the same way.
Cill put the cup back on the table and looked at the empty ladies beside him, feigning guilt.
"It's all my fault, I think I should be wearing a cloth jacket and jeans today.
That way, everyone wouldn't have come to me and invite me to dance and snub everyone. ” "Hmph, duplicity."
The women gave Cill a look of disgust, and then turned their heads away from her delicate and contrived appearance.
Men will always blindly follow in front of particularly beautiful girls, let alone in front of beautiful girls who have the same mood.
They all felt unworthy of Syr.
"No, dear, why do you think so, they are dressed like you, and some of them have a big string of dazzling necklaces around their necks.
It's not your fault that we're inviting you to dance. ” "That's right, Miss Rist, we came to invite you to dance because we like you from the bottom of our hearts, whether you are wearing a beautiful dress or simple calf-pants, we will gladly invite you to dance."
"You're so kind, Miss Rist, I don't think you need to feel sorry for some jealous woman."
The men praised her and detrimental the women who were jealous of her.
The women were so angry that they were about to explode.
Judging by the facts, as those lustful and smelly men say, they are jealous of Sylliste, a woman who is too beautiful to be presentable.
So they could only swallow all their breath into their stomachs, and their expressions were as black as a scorched subway pot.
Cill looked at the angry women and smiled smugly.
But soon she became a sad look.
She said guiltily: "No matter what, I think the party should make everyone happy." ” She looked up at the crowd, "So you all go and invite the other ladies and ladies to dance, don't make everyone sulk for me." ” "No, Miss Rist.
I just want to invite you to dance on this beautiful evening."
"Miss Lister, if you don't want to dance with me.
So what does this party mean to me?"
"Miss Lister, my eyes can no longer hold other women when I see you, and you are torturing me by asking for this, and you are intent on making me miserable."
The women were even angrier when they heard the words of these stinky men.
It is said that Sillist is an angel, and they are not like any one wants stinky garbage, and they are dirty at a glance.
Cill pursed his lips in embarrassment.
She suddenly thought of a good idea.
"By the way, I don't think it's better to do this, let's have an auction.
Let all the men stand on the stage, and then let the ladies and ladies, including me, bid to buy them to dance with, whichever is higher. ” "Then the money raised from the auction was donated to the victims in Africa, and I think they are so pitiful.
You're going to take part in such a meaningful event, aren't you?"
The men weren't very happy about it.
They just hope to invite the beautiful girl in front of them to dance with them. oshow7 t1706231537: