Qi Shaoqin silently gouged out him and said, "I want you to take care of it!"
Before Qi Shaoqin could get angry again, Jiang He, who was driving, breathed a long sigh of relief: "Huhu! Finally there is no traffic jam! The navigation shows that the road ahead is completely unobstructed. Sir, we will be in city B within an hour."
Jiang He's excited voice made Qi Shaoqin excited: "great! It's finally coming. My ass is numb!"
Among the three people in the car, Ji Mo seemed the most calm and pale, not much different from before.
Less than an hour.
After the car entered city B, it came to a high-end villa area by the lake around the city, and the car stopped slowly.
Qi Shaoqin couldn't wait to stretch out his hand to pull the door. As soon as his hand touched the door, a slender white hand stretched out and pressed the door handle first.
"What are you doing?" Qi Shaoqin was bored in the car for a long time. At the moment, his heart had already flown out of the sky, but he was about to get off the bus. What was the sick seedling doing?
"You'd better stay in the car for a while." Ji Mo suddenly said, pressing his hand on the door without moving away.
"You're crazy! Get out of the way! Otherwise don't blame me for being rude!" Qi Shaoqin was speechless for a while. The sick child was inexplicable and stopped her when they arrived.
Ji Mo looked at Qi Shaoqin in anger. He looked at her hesitantly and said, "it's better to change your shawl."
Qi Shaoqin listened to him and looked down. His sunscreen shawl was covered with blood at some time.
"Shit! This..." I must have had a nosebleed just now and didn't wipe it in time. I got it on my shawl.
Fortunately, the little dress she was wearing was not dirty. She took off her shawl at will and said to him, "now you can get out of the way!"
Ji Mo glanced at her smooth and round shoulder and clavicle, but still stood there motionless, "..."
"You're sick! Get out of the way! You said my shawl was dirty. Now I've taken it off. I won't lose my own people, let alone yours! Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
Qi Shaoqin felt that the sick seedling could not make people feel any good about him. He was just doing something unpleasant!
"It's very windy outside. Wait a minute." Ji Mo said thoughtfully.
Qi Shaoqin stared at him discontentedly: "you're afraid of the hair dryer. You wait in the car. I'm not afraid!"
Besides, it will be windy for a while. What can happen? A man is so delicate. It's really speechless.
Ji Mo saw that she insisted on getting off and said in a deep voice, "but there's a hole in your back collar."
Qi Shaoqin was stunned: "impossible!"
She reached out to touch the back collar, intact, "where's the hole? You're talking nonsense!"
"Yes." Jimo reached out and touched her back collar. "Touch it."
"Shit! It didn't break just now. You broke it when you touched it! You TM deliberately! You're sick!" Qi Shaoqin touched a hole with a big finger. The dress was just on her body today. It's tens of thousands of yuan. Why is the dead sick child so immoral!
Ji Mo said seriously: "wearing a broken dress, even if Zhao doesn't care about your disrespect to her, the other ladies who come to the birthday banquet will talk about you behind your back."
"Being laughed at and talked about is also my business, none of your business!" Qi Shaoqin angrily stretched out his hand to push him.
Ji Mo suddenly reached out and fell on her head. Qi Shaoqin subconsciously felt numb on his scalp. "What are you doing now?"