"You..." Sheng Jinmo didn't expect that Yu se was so straightforward. She didn't like her and hated her. She had never seen such a straightforward woman.
She was embarrassed to say that.
"Oh, Miss Sheng must have thought that I would never see you again because you had a problem with Jingyao drinking coffee with him?"
Sheng Kam Mo returned a "isn't it?" expression, coldly glancing at the metaphor, didn't speak.
But she didn't want to. Yu se laughed. Her smile was warm and picturesque. She didn't worry about her cold expression at all. "Miss Sheng is wrong. The reason why I say I won't see a doctor for you is that I never see a patient who has made me sick."
"What are you talking about? I don't understand Sheng Jinmo is in a panic.
"You sprained your ankle yourself, not because you slipped with water stains." Metaphors speak in an absolutely determined tone.
"It's obvious that you've slipped and been injured. There are so many people watching. Even if you like to talk nonsense, you can't say what you want without reason. It's too much." Sheng Jinmo raised the volume to suppress his guilty heart.
Her ankle is indeed her own intentional sprain, the purpose is to keep Mo Jingyao, take her to the hospital, continue to get along with him alone.
As a result, he hugged her, but because he hated that hug, he directly threw away tens of thousands of pieces of coat.
As for going to the hospital and continuing to be alone, it's not only a bubble now, but also a metaphor to tell the truth. Now she wants to find a way to get in. She's afraid that she will continue to stay in front of Mo Jingyao. She's too embarrassed at this moment.
"Ha ha, whether you slip or you sprain intentionally, Miss Sheng knows very well, but whether you admit it or not, your injury has already been told to everyone at the scene. You sprain intentionally, not slip."
"Well, my ankle is so swollen, is it really my own sprain? I'm not sick. I don't hurt my hobby like this. " Sheng Jinmo became angry.
"A normal slip is a careless slip when you walk forward. The impulse is forward, but miss Sheng's sprain is backward. This only means that you suddenly stop when you are walking forward, and then raise your toes to sprain your ankle, because it's easier to sprain. If you want to hurt yourself intentionally, it's hard to control It's hard to get hurt
"You You... " Sheng Jinmo's face has changed dramatically, and then her head is crooked. She pretends to be uncomfortable and falls to the extreme.
Otherwise, if yu se goes on, she will not only want to find a crack in the ground, but also have no face to see Mo Jingyao again.
Yu SE's words fell into the ears of all the people at the scene, which clearly means that she just wanted to keep Mo Jingyao.
But this kind of thing, she said nothing will admit.
"She passed out." Several people at the scene were originally watching the treatment process of Yu se. The more they heard, the more reasonable Yu se was. The more they heard, the more convinced Sheng Jinmo was a green tea whore. Unexpectedly, Sheng Jinmo fainted because he couldn't stand it.
"It's just pretending. Don't make a fuss. Jingyao, hold her leg. I'll give her the bone. We can leave."
Mo Jingyao immediately turned to look at the waiter who came over, "take a cushion and put it on her leg."
"Oh, yes." The waiter went to get it immediately.
Yu se was amused by Mo Jingyao, "so you are such a cleanliness addict..."
Before the end of the word "Pi", Sheng Jinmo roared, "ah..."
Then he opened his eyes and glared at Yu se, "did you mean it?"
Yu se released his hand and patted, "OK, let's see if we can walk. If we can, Jingyao and I will leave. If we can't, I don't mind setting your bones again. This time we will be" quite serious. "
In the latter sentence, she accentuated her tone. She has no time and mood to play tricks with this woman. It's not dawn yet. It's not sweet to go back to her apartment and have a good sleep.
Sheng Jinmo's face turned from white to red, and then from red to white. In an instant, she changed countless colors. The metaphor means that if she dares to say that she doesn't have the right bone, she will definitely give her an "unusual" bone setting that makes her hurt to death. She really dares not try this.
It's too painful.
Just now, the metaphor suddenly set the bone. It hurt her to death.
When her feet fell to the ground, she tried to take a step. It's amazing that her ankle really didn't hurt.
It has to be said that the technique of metaphor is still very superb and powerful, just pull her ankle.
"Thank you." Not willing to say, but in love in reason, she should also say thank you to Yu se.
"You're welcome. Does Miss Sheng have any other questions?"
"No No more From the corner of his eye, Yu Guang glances at Mo Jingyao. At this time, Mo Jingyao's eyes are all on Yu SE's body, and he doesn't even look at her.As if he had nothing to do with her pain.
Is such a strange Mo Jingyao really the Mo Jingyao in her memory?
She had a feeling that Mo Jingyao had been transferred.
The metaphor must be a witch.
At first, I heard someone say that metaphor is a witch, and she also sniffed. How could there be a witch in the world? She thought metaphor must be a shameless woman who would tempt men.
As a result, now that she really saw the metaphor, she also believed that the metaphor was a witch.
Otherwise, a man like Mo Jingyao, who is like an airport, can't match her body and looks. How can he accept Mo Jingyao's heart.
It's impossible.
Watching Yu se, she takes Mo Jingyao's arm and turns to leave. Sheng Jinmo almost breaks a mouthful of silver teeth.
In her first round with Yu se, she lost.
It ended in a fiasco.
But up to now, she can't figure out how she lost to metaphor.
In terms of appearance, family background and ability, she is not inferior to metaphor.
She has a good figure and a good family background. She is a big star in terms of ability. Yu se is just an unknown college student. How can Yu se compare with her.
She really doesn't understand Mo Jingyao. Mo Jingyao was confused by the metaphor. Otherwise, Mo Jingyao must only like her.
Yu se, wait and see. Sooner or later, the woman holding Mo Jingyao's arm will be her, and she will never be Yu se again.
"Would you like some more coffee, Miss Sheng?" The waiter in the coffee shop came up to her and asked her in disgust. He looked at a big star, but in order to tie a man's heart, he even used the bitter trick of ankle sprain and was convinced.
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